Best Vampire Series Books Novels & Stories

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

The Alpha growls out in pain and pleasure from my bite, which caused him to release again. I bite down harder and tear his skin and drink as much as I can before he pulls back, making me tear a chunk off his shoulder out as he steps away from me; he backhands me again, cursing, he then allows the other Alpha to approach me. I smile as I spit out the chunk of flesh in my mouth and lick my lips, hoping that my acting like the vampire I am will stop him.

Meanwhile, I sat inside the library of the Winter Garden, turning the entire place upside down to get information on vampires. “Strange.” I mumbled as I looked through the book titles. There weren’t many books or detailed information on vampires. It was all the basics, like how to kill a vampire with a wooden stake and all. Nothing that I didn’t know. I sighed as I flipped through the last book and threw it. Why was there not much information about the biggest rivals of wolves? I massaged my temple with my two fingers when my tired gaze fell on the open book that I had thrown across the room out of frustration.

This is book two in the series, we are going to see Autumn evolve to become the person she is meant to be with her bff and vampire love by her side

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

Books that fit her exact criteria were few and far between. Nonetheless, Caitlin settled on a half dozen titles, books on the history of the vampire, scholarship debunking myth, archaeological evidence of vampires, and archaeological searches for vampire races. She printed out the catalog numbers and hurried to the librarian’s desk, handing the list to the clerk. The clerk took it without a word and studied the titles. She then looked up at Caitlin with an expression of distaste. Caitlin flushed, embarrassed, realizing what she must be thinking. She probably thought she was some sort of crank invading a library for serious scholars.

A full moon was glowing above Kyle, making the trees that lined Vivian’s suburban street look like skeleton silhouettes. He licked the dried blood off his lips, savoring his delicious kill, recalling Vivian’s expression of fear and terror. It sustained him. She would, he resolved, be the first of many, the first victim in the vampire army he was about to build. The high school. That would be next. He had a burning desire to find the girl who’d turned him—Scarlet. Perhaps she would be there—or someone would who knew where she was.

"Oh my gosh. She never came back." "What?" Erling leaned forward. "Who was this?" "The old lady who stole a bottle of Chocolood. She left with a guard to go the restroom and never came back." "Och, this is bad." Erling stood and removed a cell phone from his sporran. "Perhaps she was ill and went home," Elizabeth suggested. Aya doubted that. "Can vampires even get sick?" "Yes, if they drink infected blood." Elizabeth stabbed at her salad with a fork. "And the new Fusion Cuisine doesn't set well with all of them."

"Oh my lord! Fuck! I hit someone!" I heard a panicked voice. "Damn it..." I looked around for the voice. A silver haired male was looking me over worriedly. He suddenly exposed fangs and leaned in, biting into my neck. I let out a scream, fear taking me over. IT'S A VAMPIRE! I'M IN HELL! I'M IN HELL! He started to drain me then, pulling me close as he rubbed my arm. I'm going to die!

Mom stepped forward, her head bowed just as she had instructed me, but her voice remained steady. "I sighted a vampire first thanks to my daughter. I chased it into the tree line, only for its accomplice to come out of nowhere and attack me all of a sudden. I managed to kill one, but the other one escaped into the night." The air in the room grew suffocatingly thick as one of the oldest men at the table suddenly leaned forward. His face twisted with a sudden, devastating burst of grief and anger, his eyes rimmed with red as he slammed a fist onto the stone.