Asian Drama Vampire Novels & Stories

she answered. "But he'll wake up soon, right?" I asked her, and she giggled at me. "Of course! He's a pure-blood vampire, and besides, they could not pull out his heart," Ash confidently answered as she pointed at the most extensive stitch in Daniel's chest. "His heart?" I asked, and she nodded. "Pureblood vampires will only die once their heart has been pulled out of their bodies," Ash explained, making me feel relieved, knowing that Daniel would wake up soon.

Rhett drawled shifting so that all three of them crouched naked in the bushes of the suburban house with the home owners unaware, watching TV in their loungeroom, the applause of a gameshow muffled by the closed curtains. “Missing parts,” Heath observed dryly as the vampire took Aislen onto his knees on the rocking chair, spreading her legs with his knees as he stroked her breasts. The red light showed in the vampire’s eyes which seemed to meet Heath’s over the distance. “He’s…” What was the vampire doing? It was almost… an invitation to join him? But what would the man actually do if the Triquetra crossed the road… What would Aislen do?

It gathered around, thickening and bristling so that all who came in contact with it were immediately rebuffed by its scorching heat and rough edges. The vampires waged a bloody war against the Brevians, ripping off flesh and digging out hearts. They fed on the blood of their victims after every kill, thereby getting stronger and fiercer. The Brevians fled for their lives after seeing their comrades drop down in alarming amounts. The vampires chased after them, killing them with shocking speed. By midnight, over five thousand Brevian soldiers lay dead. The vampires fed on their blood until they could drink no longer then they faced the Jaresh empire's central city.

The man fell back in shock but the queen wasn't satisfied. She waved her men to execute him. Since vampires were impossible to kill with weapons made of steel, The executioner decapitated him in front of the crowd and the Queen rose from the throne and watched the man counting his last breath. Although her face was covered and hardly anything could be seen except those ice blue eyes, she was grinning in satisfaction to see blood. "Now, begin the ceremony." The woman among the six Nightcrawlers stepped forward and responded after a bow, "my queen, the ceremony preparations are done."

assistant"> Seeing blood instead of tears flowing from a vampire's eyes left Jane in shock. She had always wondered whether a vampire could ever cry. Ever since learning of their existence, they had always seemed like creatures incapable of shedding tears, as though sadness never manifested the same way it did for humans. Yet somehow, it seemed they could cry after all. Not with ordinary tears though, but with thick crimson blood that slowly streaked down their cheeks. Somehow, the sight looked even more heartbreaking than actual tears, making it difficult for her to look away.

"The Ancient Blood Marriage is usually a very private affair for common vampires, but for royalty, it is a state event. The Council, the priests, and the high nobles, both vampire and human, must see the bond sealed. However, you will be given some measure of privacy. Curtains of thin silk will shield the most intimate moments from prying eyes." I took a shaky breath and nodded. "Okay. I guess... I’ll be fine. I’ll have to be." Just as I was trying to wrap my head around the logistics of a semi-public "climax," Alistair walked into the garden. "Mother," he greeted, offering her a respectful nod. "Alistair," she replied enthusiastically, standing up to kiss his cheek. "I have finished my less

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

Otherwise, I would turn into a maniac that will try to consume anything alive in front of me. And my strong inhaling sense is driving me crazy since I can smell blood around. Not only that, but I can also hear all those vampires around who are consuming blood. I can hear every drop passing by their throats, and it’s kind of making me crazy. A knock on the door annoyed my peaceful moment, and when I opened the door. I was hit by the strongest heart attack ever. I saw a real-living piece of art. He was an Asian vampire. I could tell based on his features. For the first time in my life, I regret not paying attention to the language classes.

face is normally an olive color with a natural light blush color on her cheeks. Helena has the same facial features as the Native American Tribe, Cherokee. There are not any Native American bloodline in any of the vampires. The vampire's bloodline is not of any normal bloodlines of us mortals. The vampires have their own bloodline. No one really knows what the bloodline is called for the vampires. Same with the werewolves. No one has not a clue the name or nationality is for neither of the families, vampires and werewolves. A near smile spread across Brixton's face as he watched as Dronnicka was killing Raul. Helena ran over to Brixton with panic in her voice she pleaded with him to reconsi