Beautiful Vampire Woman Novels & Stories

Just a weak breath and a blurry vision. If there was any time I needed Lucian, it was now. “Woman, you may begin the spell.” one of the Hunters commanded. Even in my blurry vision I was able to see who that was. It was a woman, an old one at that. Her hair was long, white and beautifully silky at the same time. She started whispering her enhancement, raising her pitch as she continued. The candles lit, the windows burst open due to the powerful wind. A blade rose above me and right there I was ready for my death.

Smoking slightly where it makes contact. Silver. The one substance that can truly hurt a vampire. That can keep them weak. Keep them from healing. She kneels on the cold stone floor. Her back to the door. Blood flowing down her spine in thick rivulets. Pooling beneath her. Her clothing, what remains of it, is shredded. Torn. Soaked through with crimson. And standing behind her, whip in hand... A woman. Middle-aged but ageless in that way only old vampires can be. Long dark hair pulled back severely. Nails filed to points. Sharp. Dangerous.

"From what I have noticed, you have every power to decide on what you want to do inside this room." "Of course, I do! But it would be mannerless to start making decisions in another man's roof." "Show yourself," Blackwheel said, trying to avoid getting into an unfruitful argument with Woman. "With pleasure! I am going to do as you have instructed me," Woman said. Blackwheel watched as Woman appeared from the ceiling, walking slowly and carefully as she transformed from a werewolf into a human. Her blonde hair was long and curly, and danced around her back as she moved closer to him.

Everyone looks like they are on the verge of letting loose and untaming their true form. The air whitens with flames of tension. My heart is hammering, and my stomach is turning. "Stop this madness, Kael. You will not murder a vampire because she tried to kill a human! The same human we've judged to be killed." One of the vampires in the room speaks, a woman. She has long ginger hair, moisturised porcelain skin with freckles that makes her alluring. Tall, slender, curvaceous shape like that of a Greek goddess.

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

Yet within a single night, she had become a discarded outcast. A vampire without Coven protection was the lowest existence in their world. “You deserve to be abandoned by Vivienne Sterling!” Ava Morgan shrieked. “That’s why she left you—because she was completely disappointed in you!” “Everything you’re suffering now is the price for the pain you caused her!” Dominic Costa snapped. With a wave of his hand, he activated a Blood Suppression Command, crushing her to the floor. “Silence.” “You filthy creature—you dare speak her name?”

I nodded, almost infinitesimally, and then I took a step back. Keeping my right eye closed, I grinned around the broken room at the last remaining vampires. There were three: one tall, dark, and would-be handsome (had he not been a murderous blood-sucker); one was short and stout and round, and I wondered how his pot belly and balding head helped him in acquiring a regular blood supply; the other was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, slim and dark, with a perfectly coifed afro and narrowed green eyes – save for the blood smeared around her sensually curved mouth.

she whispered, and her eyes fixated on Ricky. Ooh, I smell romance. Pfft. Ricky seemed embarrassed being stared at like that, as though the woman were undressing him through her eyes. "Hey, handsome!" the woman licked her lips seductively. She was about to step forward when another presence graced us. A tall handsome man with a pale face, sharp fangs, and red eyes greeted us. A vampire! "Oh, shxt! What do you want from me, Lexus Bloomington!" the woman in red let out in annoyance.

I watched Aiday's eyes grow wide, she looked at me, and smiled lightly, "Before I tell you my answer, I need to confess something to you." I got scared for a moment and stood up, ready to hear what she had to say, "I found my mate." My heart crumpled, but she didn't stop, "He's tall, bright blue eyes, dark hair, kind hearted," this woman is torturing me, I thought, "and he's a vampire." I paused when I heard that, "What?" I asked, and she nodded, "I'm your…"

I warned, stepping closer to him, “I’ll cut off your balls and make you eat them.” Rhazien let out a loud snort of laughter. Lucifer flinched and scowled, while Sam grinned proudly, pulling me even closer. “I just love demon gossip.“ We all came to an abrupt stop as a vampire woman appeared in front of us. She had long, flowing blonde hair, wore a red dress matching her lips and nails, and stilettos that looked lethal. Though her fangs were hidden, her presence screamed seduction, danger, and allure. I instantly wanted to become her friend, to get her to trust me.