Aphmau Vampires Novels & Stories

She knew that they had to do something to stop these vampires from causing any more harm. Gabriel and Scarlette were working closely together to track down the rogue vampires when they stumbled upon a small cottage in the woods. As they entered through the doorway, they were met with a young woman huddled in the corner, shaking with fear. Her name was Amara, and she had been attacked by the rogue vampires. Gabriel and Scarlette quickly took her under their protection and began to nurse her back to health. As the days passed, Scarlette found herself unexpectedly drawn to Amara's quiet strength and resilience.

he asked barry who leaned forward grabbing a tablet and moving his finger over it, then stopping suddenly eyes wide “what?” he asked leaning forward and grabbing the ipad only to blink at the picture of ava his little tank going all in on a punching bag, slowly from behind one of his young vampires snuck up only to have ava knock her down, but inside there was no anger or fear in fact he could see his little tank laughing as she helped said young vampire up then a few words and a nod later the young vampire was holding the bag for her. “she made a friend” he whispered as the warm feeling he had felt earlier returned

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

As the years went by, the relationship between the vampire and human communities continued to improve. The vampires were no longer feared or misunderstood, but rather respected and valued members of society. The humans had come to understand that the vampires were not monsters, but rather beings with their own unique culture and way of life.Together, the two communities worked towards a future of coexistence, where they could live side by side in peace and harmony. They developed joint initiatives to promote understanding and acceptance, and soon the old prejudices and biases began to fade away.

He shut his eyes, not wishing to see the monster I was. "Look at me!" I growled, morphing back to human. He needed to trust me first. When he opened his eyes I put him down, maintained social distance and wiped the blood from my mouth with the back of my hand, flashed a warm friendly smile, "am a newly turned vampire, I don't want to kill anyone, so I choose to drink blood without harming innocent people like you doctor. So, here is what we are going to do!" I moved toward him in a blink of an eye. Compulsion was the best way out, "you are going to get me twenty bags of blood in the trash can outside the exit. Forget I was here!" He shut his eyes for a minute, and when he opened them, I had

Abu paused and despite his serious glances, behind it was worried and fear… “To kill the vampire, her body will feel weaker and weaker, and she will spend all her last breath in the human world and not here, only if she failed to remember who she was on time,’’ Abu explained it as slow as he could, and reading Zanea’s face he could scent something on him.

He was still dressed as a doctor because he had not changed his clothes after being resued by Adrik. He cleared his throat and said, "Well, this is a type of virus that occurred 35 years ago in California infecting everyone, it spread like some flu causing humans to turn into Monstrous blood suckers." In a nutshell, transforming humans into vampires. Vampires, on the other hand, are only found in fantasy novels. But what's fascinating about this virus is that it was created by humans." Darwin stated " Who created this virus?" Adrik's direct question to Darwin left him perplexed. That is, how could he possibly know who created this virus? It happened 35 years ago, and he is only 23 years old

Vincent’s frown deepen, “he’s my friend.” Still holding on to the professor’s arm, Vincent raised a hand and pulled the dark energy into himself. And swallowed it. Dorin, surprised, ran to his side and slapped him hard on the back. “Spit it out!” he said, “Don’t you know that miasma corrodes the flesh?!” “Ow!” complained the boy. “Stop that! Don’t you know that Morells feed on this?!” “No, only the truly gifted ones do,” the professor mumbled. “That’s why I would never let you have my brother again!” he pointed at Dorin

Amy was already shaking her knees with nervousness at seeing her friend restless, so she gave a glance to Sheila who looked at her son, but received hostile looks from Amy and even her mother; then she sighed sadly as she stood up and walked towards Soraia. Augustus stopped at Soraia's back, and as she turned, she collided with that iron chest of warmth, and unable to resist, she threw herself into his arms and let that warm comfort envelop her and warm her inside and out - after all, a vampire's body only becomes 'warm' with coffee or tea. Suddenly Marcus appeared at the entrance of the tent and Amy smiling imitated Soraia's gesture and threw herself in, only in the arms of her light vampir