Best Vampire Books For Adults Novels & Stories

“That's weird, I bet Ethan is hiding something.” It was already night, I was engrossed in the book I found. It wasn't giving me any solution but it had these vampire stories in them. Their do’s and don't, heroes and heroine, the war between them and hunters and their little alliance with the witches. It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire.

This must be either human or werewolves. But I can’t count werewolves in this as they don’t know about me so I was guessing it was one of my business rivals. Yet they have no sense that I am a vampire and I can’t die with these mere attacks. We have the capability to heal with blood. Pulling myself together, I was forced to move my hands to the small shelf where I had brought spare blood yesterday in case I need them today. Having met with werewolves was risky so I had kept it separately in case I get attacked by them.

“The simple fact is that we don’t really know, do we? Maybe there’s more than one first vampire, maybe there isn’t, but we may never know the real truth.” “I guess so,” she said, but she didn’t like his explanation. Quietly, she wondered if she could find the truth. If she was going to live forever, she’d have to do something with her time – becoming a vampire historian didn’t sound like a bad way to spend that time. “Do you have any other questions?” Matthew asked. “One,” she said. “If stakes and crosses can’t harm us, what can?” “Decapitation is the only known way to kill us.”

it seems that the stories roaming around were not totally true, and I got to search for the untold truth by myself. I spent the entire day roaming from one room to another until I found myself in an immense library, the exact thing I need right now. I gathered as much as I could from books, but not any kind of books. One that talks about the vampires' history and creation, the war between species, also a book of curses, and another one that describes Lycans as the number one enemy for vampires. I took all these books to my room and locked myself while reading. The first book I started with was called '' The history of vampires' creation'' by Kieran Orlok. The book describes the beginning of

EPISODE 1 💮 I am a vampire, and that is the truth. But the modern meaning of the word vampire, the stories that have been told about creatures such as I, are not precisely true. I do not turn to ash in the sun, nor do I cringe when I see a crucifix. I wear a tiny gold cross now around my neck, but only because I like it. I cannot command a pack of wolves to attack or fly through the air. Nor can I make another of my kind simply by having him drink my blood. Wolves do like me, though, as do most predators, and I can jump so high that one might imagine I can fly. As to blood--ah, blood, the whole subject fascinates me. I do like that as well, warm and dripping, when I am thirsty. And I am oft

I pointed this out to Gwendoline and she smiled faintly. “If he has more blood will they heal completely?” I asked. “Within seconds,” she said. “Where does he usually get his blood?” I asked hesitantly. “He hunts deer or wolf. Large animals are generally the best,” she replied. “No humans,” I mused admiringly. “Verso vampires refrain from drinking human blood whenever possible. The risk of developing an addiction is too great,” she explained. “We live peacefully amongst ourselves and rarely venture out into the rawness of what’s left of our planet. An addiction to human blood would require they leave Verso.”

Caitlin dove into the book, scanning through, turning the pages as fast as she could, looking for any mention of vampires, of how to heal or cure one, how to bring one back to normal life. As she began to read, she suddenly slowed down. She went back and read it again. Then again. Her heart started beating with hope. She could tell right away that this book was very different than the others. This, of all the books, felt the most real to her, the most scholarly, the most impartial. It wasn’t filled with hyperbole and myth and wild stories told by grandmothers. This one was written, paradoxically, by a bishop, in the 16th century. Also a doctor, he had seen dozens of inexplicable cases of cor

Officers, security guards, press agents – the entire crowd parted ways. Humans are too easy to control, he thought. The slightest bit of mindbending, and they scurry out of the way like sheep. A vampire of the Blacktide Coven, Kyle had seen it all in his 3,000 plus years. He had been there when they killed Christ. He had witnessed the French Revolution. He had watched smallpox spread across Europe—and had even helped it spread. There was nothing left that could surprise them. But this night surprised him. And he did not like to be surprised.

response. "You're the only one protesting us. The other girls were friendly and so much sweeter." David grimaced as Franklin agreed. “ so, please leave." I raised my voice, trying to keep up the brave act. Just seeing their face makes me to want to crawl under the earth. I don't know why, but vampires made me feel sick to the very core. It's obvious that they were using their charms and good looks to lure in all humans and use them as their personal blood bag.

I mumble. Viki lifts her book so I can see the title—The Vampire Prince’s Bride. “I heard that vampires like to bite when they fuck, making the female have a cosmic orgasm. Maybe you need to find your own vampire. And you don’t even have to leave the pack. There is one living here.” I snort. “I think I will stay away from males for a very long time.” All my life, if that is possible. Viki shrugs. “You don’t know what you are missing.”