Augustine Vampires Novels & Stories

ANBV is a Artificial Nutritional blood for vampires. Gustavo twirled a loose button on his lab coat, his brow furrowed with worry. Obviously, he took the boss's temper much more seriously. "She's the perfect solution for the vampire who is still compelled to bite. And she'll be available in whichever race or gender you prefer." "You're going to make male toys, too?" Malcolm asked. "Yes, eventually." The loose button tumbled onto the floor. Gustavo picked it up and stuffed it in a pocket. "Jacob thought we could advertise her on the Digital Vampire Network. You'd have your choice of ANBV Brown, ANBV Black—"

Coming in from the hallway is an angry Augustus, “So what’s this theory you boys have? Better talk fast before I end you.” “Vampires.” Cade and Evan say in unison. “Well, that’s a bit of a stretch don’t you think? There hasn’t been one in hundreds of years. Maybe even a thousand.” “Augustus, it’s the only thing that makes sense. How else could she stay one step ahead of us every time? Her Aunt has a whole fucking nether realm. Maybe there’s vampires in another part too. They can port in and out of places undetected, quicker than we can react in some cases. That’s the only thing that would make sense.”

Her personal assistant, Augustine, is dead! Killed! And on close examination Angeline discovered that Augustine has a bite mark on his neck. “Who could have done this?.. What could have done this??" Angeline said then looked around. “I have to get out of here," she acknowledged then started running away but then from nowhere a male figure with red, blooded eyes appeared in front of her and grabbed hold of her. “Ahhhhh!" She screamed loudly. “Why are you in a hurry to leave, beautiful? The fun hasn't even started yet."

“Augustine threw Lucy into the sun and burned her to ash.” “As for Augustine, to appease the lesser vampires, the Progenitor banished him to the frozen wastelands of the Far North. He can’t leave for a century. The place is an eternal icebox. I’m sure he won’t have a good time there,” Lila added, a note of schadenfreude in her voice. On the other end of the line, Helena—Haley—smiled faintly, as if hearing about the fate of a stranger. “Is that so? Good.”

Ares told him plainly, clearly not feeling sorry for him. “Vampire repellent?” I suggested. “Only works on weaker vampires, which she obviously is not.” Ares told me, crushing that hope. I don’t want Auggie with some crazy powerful vampire. “What is all this shi.t?” Auggie changed the subject quickly, sitting with his legs bent in front of us. He tapped the tip of the sword with his shoe. “Hey, watch it. It’s not shi.t.” Ares snapped, surprising Auggie.

No longer strong enough to keep Augustine captive. He reared back, admiring the works of his hand as he cracked his neck and rubbed at his sore wrists. Inhaling a long string of breath, he kicked into action. Sauntering over to the guards, he snagged the keys to the dungeon where the werewolves had kept the Slayers. Augustine first of all snaked into the pantry where he saw the wolves stashing the weapons with silver away and he grabbed as much as he could and sneaked out through the back door.

He has a pair of deadly cold eyes. That's odd. I have seen a lot of guys who are as attractive as vampires and even look close to them because of their appearance. But it's the first time I’m seeing someone who looks 99.9% like a vampire. Well…I’m someone who is deeply into vampires. Julia blames it on the web series and movies about vampires but I say it's because of my strange taste and fetishes.

Hailey's pov; Upon hearing Austin's claim that he was a vampire, I took a sick leave from school and remained at home. When questioned by my parents about my absence, I reported feeling unwell. My younger brother, Charlie, disregarded the situation and proceeded to attend school as usual. In the meantime, I conducted extensive research on vampires. After poring over numerous sources, one commonality emerged - vampires are not real. It became apparent that the internet cannot always be relied upon for factual information.

The bats flew off, disappearing, their fluttering fading. Scarlet stood facing the door, and slowly, it opened. An amber light spilled out, and Scarlet felt drawn to enter. Scarlet crossed the threshold of the door, passed through the light, and entered the largest chamber she had ever seen. Inside, lined up at perfect attention, facing her, stood an army of vampires, dressed in all black. She hovered above them, looking down upon them as if she were their leader. As one, they all raised their palms and slapped them against their chests.

George Grey was a Twenty Three year old vampire who just got turned a few months ago... By Samson. He had been driving home drunk one night when he lost control of his car and swerved into the woods. His car had collided with a tree and the impact had sent him flying out of the car through the windshield. There had been no hope for him because it was very late and no one could find him. But luck had been on his side that night, because Samson had been in the woods that night too. He had run out of blood bags that day and didn't have the chance to restock, so he had decided to go old fashioned.