Amazonian Vampires Twilight Novels & Stories

The blood-sucking creatures whooshed towards them and Zayn didn't bother to unleash his aura because when he arrived, he didn't feel them as wolves and immediately concluded they were their counterparts. Kimberly unleashed flames from her system at the vampires, scaring them to stagger back quickly and Zayn kicked down the one who managed to go through. Amanda did not care about what was happening around her as she fixed her gaze on the black hole and watched Ajax vanish inside. "You forget easily what I'm capable of" She stretched her hands in the direction and mumbled spells while taking steps forward. Zayn saw this and immediately pulled forward and flipped the vampire that tried to get t

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

Demika chips in a rhetorical question that’s placed somewhere in-between sarcasm and curiosity. It is no news that the Vampyres don’t come out during the day. However, the Adam twins are different—they do come out whenever they wish, only, they decide not to, just to avoid unnecessary familiarity.

he chuckled, We have decided to keep off the roads and stick to the forest, we have a better chance of fighting the W.I.K.D agents, rogues, and the vampires. We stumbled across a small stream and Al was enjoying the new him, Amber didn't care though, in fact, she seemed different... Quiet, I guess Valdomore had his soldiers torture her, and I understand if that might have shaken her up a bit. Another piece of important information I have learned is that Al is a day lighter, ancient vampires, who can walk in the sun, they were considered myths though... Until today,

Andro has to fight to stay by his mate's side and fight off the new enemy waging a war against his family; his mafia family while protecting his identity as a vampire. CHAPTER ONE Annika’s POV In the chant of the black night, the stars were the choir, they were nights singing in an unusual pattern, singing a tone of death. Few minutes past ten, the once-cleared skies had transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black as the night laid down in a blanket of darkness.

her medical technology friend named Olivia, explained and put the cylindrical tube with Dawn's another blood sample on the rack after labeling it. "Yeah. If you are a Hybrid your blood that will run around your system is three; the human blood, the vampires and your ancestors blood." Izolda boringly explained to her. Olivia long ago knew that she isn't a human, she understands it and they are still best friends because instead of her running away she urged her to let her know more about their world. So, things like what she's saying sounds so normal for her. But to be honest, it's her first time to encounter a werewolf, most likely a hybrid.

“Lost, are we?” “You go no further,” I snarled, stepping forward. “You are out of position, wolf-child. And out of your depth.” His gaze swept over us, counting, assessing. “Your Alpha plays his games at the bridge. He will return to ashes.” He didn’t wait. He gave a slight nod. The vampires moved. It wasn’t like the stories. There was no chaotic rush. It was a silent, lethal blur. They didn’t howl. They just appeared, right in front of us.

Chapter 6: Blood and Silence "There have been recent killings in the barren lands a few days ago. Some vampires who had gone to farm clashed with rogue werewolves, who killed every vampire on the land. Now the lands remain barren with blood and bones, decaying." Carson said, looking at the Primus, who sat on the throne. His eyes were dark, bloody dark. There was no sign of white or colored pupils in them. His jet-black hair accentuated the curve of his face, which remained expressionless. His jaw was sharp, sharp like a knife, as if you could slice an onion with it. His lips, full and red, made every woman in the vampire lands beg for his attention. He was a sin god. The god Kanchelsis must

Not until I had the power to protect her, not just from my uncle, but from the cruelty of circumstance. The air In the chamber seemed to thicken as I forced myself to breathe, the vampire instincts coiling inside me. Hunger, aggression, and the primal urge to strike pulsed beneath my skin. I crushed the impulse into submission. Strategy first. Patience first. Princess Victoria would come to those who controlled the shadows, not those who acted in blind fury.

The people at the inn will notice that something is wrong. I understood what it meant when I saw Ryson drinking blood from that maid. Feeding on humans. On weak people. I had read too many books, watched too many movies, heard too many stories about myths and legends, liked fiction very much. Where humans and vampires didn't get along. Most stories ended in romance, hate, war and death. I wondered how my story will be like seeing that my life is now twisted with these creatures. Vampires. Just saying the name creeps me out. Chills running up and down my spine like waves on the sea.