Best Romantic Vampire Books Novels & Stories

She hoped that she had not offended this vampire. "No offense at all," she replied, reading her thoughts again. "Our time is primitive in many technological ways that you are accustomed to. But we are, in other ways, more sophisticated than even your modern time. We are extremely knowledgeable, and scholarly, and books rule the day. A people of primitive means, maybe, but with a very sharp intellect. “More importantly, this is a crucial time for the vampire race. We stand at a crossroads here. You have arrived at the turn of the century for a reason.”

Eva shook her head at her with a smile, knowing how much she loved her books. They went to the nearest bookshop and Angelica walked around looking for a book to spark her interest. As she looked around, one finally caught her attention. It was the title that attracted her. 'The monster is me' Feeling strangely drawn to it, she strode toward the shelf without tearing her gaze away from the book. She reached her arm out to grab it but ended up grasping someone's cold hand. She turned her head to see who was interested in the same book as her and saw a face covered in scars. "Lord Rayven."

If discovered, the consequences were severe. But the most intriguing part of the book was the mention of a bond between a werewolf and a human, something that was said to be incredibly rare and powerful. It spoke of a love that could transcend the boundaries of their worlds, a love that could either save or destroy them both. The book was a compelling read, and before I knew it, the morning had turned into afternoon. The bell above the door jingled, and I looked up to see a man entering the store. His eyes locked onto me, and I felt a sudden chill run down my spine.

He sat stiffly, his gaze flickering to the book in Lucian’s hands. “You like to read?” Elias asked, mostly to fill the silence. Lucian chuckled, closing the book with a soft thud. “I’ve had plenty of time for it.” Elias frowned. “How old are you?” Lucian arched a brow. “Older than you.” Elias rolled his eyes. “No shit.” “I am a vampire, Elias. What do you think?” Elias’ breath hitched. Something in his chest tightened, heat curling in his stomach. He tried to ignore it.

I blinked, trying to memorize it all. Victor recorded the conversation silently, his phone angled just right to catch the illusion and every whisper. His face was unreadable, but I knew him well enough to see the storm brewing behind his eyes. He hated being this close without striking. But we needed proof, and now we had it. More names. More faces. More betrayal. “I want the wolves and the vamps to bleed each other dry,” Lilith said. “And when the dust settles, we rise.” Victor’s hand gripped mine tightly. Sebastian growled low in his throat.

I had been careless. For the first time in centuries, I had been careless. Rose’s POV It was him. Damien. His hand was on my arm. His mouth— Blood. Fresh. Red. My mind cracked. “You…” My voice shook. “You’re—” He didn’t answer. Another wind rushed past me. The woman. She stood behind him now. Her eyes locked onto mine. My knees gave out. The world tilted. My heart pounded so hard it hurt. Vampire. He was a vampire.

“I had another nightmare, but this time around, it wasn't like the others. I could feel her pain. Every time she was hit, every time she died and came back, every pain that was inflicted on her, I could feel everything but I still couldn't see her” I said, leaving not a single detail out. I needed a solution, I needed a vivid explanation. She looked like she was lost in thought so I decided to ask. “Could… could it be that the moon goddess has decided to give me a mate”? I asked but I saw her shake her head. Of course, what was I expecting? For a lycan born with the blood of a demon, I was expecting way too much. “I don't know what this is. I don't know if the moon goddess has decided to ble

He doesn’t seem to be hot yet his chest was shiny and it accentuated the ripples of his muscles more. Rosa has to raised her head and look up seeing this strange ma… no, vampire was huge and so much taller than her. In fact, he could break her bones without any effort and when she feel her blood flowing down her palm, the scary vampire closed his eyes as he inhale and hum in pleasure of the scent of her blood. He opens his eyes and Rosa didn’t get the chance to move away when he has her wrist in his tight grip. His face was closer to her palm and he inhale the scent of her wound deeply though he never took the opportunity to lick her wound. Not that she wanted for it to happen but he seems c

"Yes! Kill her, my bloodthirsty little servant!" "Give her to me!" She could only turn to stare up at Nicholas again, her vision blurring and distorting as her head continued to swim. Battling between reality and unconsciousness. The vampire simply stared her down. Gazing at her drained and almost lifeless expression. Hearing those sluggish and slowing heartbeats. Her wheezing breaths. There was so much blood pooling somewhere close by. He could feel the potent scent of it. Its mouthwatering aroma. He wanted to slurp it. Lick every last single drop of it. It smelled so incredibly delicious. Unlike anything he'd ever smelt before.

"You seem to be knowledgeable about things. For a normal human to calmly confront a vampire like this, you must be someone who has a collection of journals in her room to secretly learn about non-human creatures. And you must have already encountered one in the past that triggered your crazy obsession." Her forehead creased. "How did you know that?" "It was a guess." She was surprised. He wasn't only sharp but he could see through people without a sweat. "So it's really true? That you are a vampire?" Without him answering her verbally, he looked at him and his eyes that were sea-green turned to bright red. "A pureblooded vampire," she blurted. She had read that the pureblooded vampires had t