Best Vampire Fantasy Books Novels & Stories

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

He began pacing slowly, his presence so intense that the grass bowed away from his steps. “First, The Ancient One of the Carpathians. A vampire lord older than most kingdoms, hidden in the mountains of Romania. He has sent word that he will bow to the Crownless Flame… and seeks sanctuary under the Haven of Shadows.” Gasps. Someone whispered, “A vampire lord? Here?” Inferno did not pause. “Second: The Banished Silver Witch. Cast from the French Quarter’s covens nearly a century ago for practicing star-touched magic those timid witches feared. She comes bearing knowledge… and warning.”

“I remember… the banquet. Then nothing.” His jaw tensed. “Victoria fed on you.” I nodded slowly, my hand subconsciously moving to my wrist, the memory flashing in my head. The puncture wounds burned with a strange heat like a reminder etched into my skin. “She’s a strong vampire. And her venom is not in your blood, but… she almost killed you. And for that I am sorry,” he said, turning to face me. Was... he apologizing? Nope. This had to still be another dream.

Caspian said as he handed the book to his father, “There seems to be someone who had the intent of killing Amilia.” “How do you know its power?” asked Count Vlad. “It’s easy. The book mentions a rock, a sacrifice, power, and the letter “A” in the last entry,” Caspian indulged. “And all those show Amilia, right?” said Mirela. “Indeed,” whispered Octavius as he read the book. “Where did you get this?” asked Octavius. “I gave it to him. Why?” Count Vlad asked. “Because the one who wrote this was a witch vampire,” Octavius inquired.

For The Last Christmas A The Vampire’s Bride Christmas Bonus Zaira sat crouched in front of the high walls that surrounded the old manor. According to some very reliable sources, this particular vampire had chosen the most obvious of clichés and decided to reside in an old castle that scared the crap out of even the most badass hunters.

I stopped myself, trying to put together the right words," Serious about the blood moon thing?" The blood moon was one of the only nights that I feared for my life even as a child. It was the night at the end of every season where a full moon would rise into the sky, red as blood. Something about it made Vampires become more monsters than anything. They would almost go savage, hunting down anything with a pulse, animals, people in the city, even their own kind, until they got enough blood to ease their hunger. I've witnessed plenty of pets die from the Pet Master back when I was in the shop, despite the rule against it.

She knew that they were in trouble. But just as she thought things couldn't get any worse, something strange happened. Steve's eyes turned dark, and his canines grew longer and sharper. He took a step forward, and the man stumbled back in fear. "You...you're a vampire," the man stuttered. Steve bared his teeth, his eyes gleaming in the darkness. "And you're in my territory," he said. The man turned and ran, disappearing into the shadows. Steve turned back to Celess, his eyes returning to their normal color.

"The woman Caeser loved was human so one night he lost his control and bit her. Instead of dying, he turned her into a vampire and when they had their first child, the vampire population grew from then. Vampires led the island and would occasionally go to the human world to get some blood. Animal blood was an option, but not satisfactory. And just like humans, vampires are also curious... But one vampire got curious at the wrong place. She tampered with the world we vampires can never experience. The world after death." Alexander stood up and walked to a shelf, pulling out a thick blue book. It had no title or author and it looked like it had been there for centuries. The blue was starting t

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

I hiss as I end up landing on top of him. As I let my fangs lengthen I whisper in his ear, "This time I will make sure you don't!" I pull his head to the side with force and sink them into his neck tearing just a little so I don't have to remove my fangs. It is not wise for a vampire to take a life while drinking or in a fit of rage because it can lead to bloodlust and the transfer of their power but for this one time, I made an exception, I drink and drink and drink until I feel him stop struggling and I feel his heart stop beating. I remove my fangs from his neck but don't retract them and hiss loud as the power of a werewolf Alpha runs through me adding to my own power, I jump off the bed