Bird Vampire Novels & Stories

she answered. "But he'll wake up soon, right?" I asked her, and she giggled at me. "Of course! He's a pure-blood vampire, and besides, they could not pull out his heart," Ash confidently answered as she pointed at the most extensive stitch in Daniel's chest. "His heart?" I asked, and she nodded. "Pureblood vampires will only die once their heart has been pulled out of their bodies," Ash explained, making me feel relieved, knowing that Daniel would wake up soon.

The man was silent, pondering over the information given to him. Rogues were a rare case. They were always said to be rebellious, and in some cases, dangerous. Apparently, I was a great exception, but he didn't need to know that. Usually that fact was what made vampires that had any interest in my change their mind. "Blood type?" he questioned. My eyes went wide again. He's still interested? My nerves knotted tighter in my stomach. "B-negative." A rarity among blood, so I'd been told. "And, lucky for her, she's never been bitten." he finished, crossing his arms.

she replied, glancing at Theo with concern. Before they could react, a figure leaped out from the shadows. It was a vampire. He lunged at Theo, knocking him down and sinking his teeth into his leg. Theo cried out in pain, trying to fight off the attacker. Sarah acted swiftly, leaping at them and trying to slash at the vampire whose reflexes were faster than she could keep up with.

In this darkness, we could only see the vague figure and sounds of the fluttering wings. For me, who was a Haier-Elvian, the shape and appearance of the bat could be clearly seen. The beast was similar to a familiar bat. What made it different was its size, as big as a dog with a wingspan of about three meters. Also, a pair of large fangs sticking out of its mouth to suck the blood of its prey. Maybe that's why people called it the Black Vampire Bat.

I ran and called for help. Suddenly a sharp pain hit me in the back, sending my entire body flying. It fell heavily to the ground again. My whole body felt like a broken bone, and the pain was so bad that I couldn't stand up. Turning my head, I saw the vampire. He is a blood bat. When he saw my horrified look, he stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from his paws. "There is no mistake, it is you, and your power will put our race at the top of the heap."

Currently, vampires consist of four types. The first type of vampire is known as the nightwalker vampires. They are the ‘children’ under Ambrogio, which he’s able to transfer his abilities through his saliva. The saliva injected to the blood, which causes changes to the person affected by it. Though they are not as powerful as Ambrogio, they have super strength, speed, senses, vision, atomize, and they are lesser immortals. Ambrogio’s curses are also passed down upon them, where they would die if they were exposed to sunlight and silver.

While the woman did her best when it came to making Zaramanni feel better about the whole issue, she never uttered certain words. She never talked the way Zoey was at that moment. Silent hugs and random talks about Zara’s favourite TV shows were her grandmother’s way of consoling her. So, very quickly, Zara’s initial perception of Beta Zoey crashed and she felt more relaxed in his presence. “When a vampire takes a drop of their victim’s blood, it gives them the ability to control the person.” Zara’s attention was pulled instantly. “They can poison their victim's mind and they have the ability to make their victims go insane by appearing to them whenever they can. All that by just having a qu

“Just tell me who else was helping you, and the pain will stop.” “I al-al-ready told you,” Bertha mutters. “No one else. Just Brenda and me.” “It’s a shame I don’t believe you,” Kris says, pushing down on the lever. The wheel begins to move, and Bertha screams in pain. I’m standing about ten feet away, and I can see fresh blood staining her uniform on all four joints. Vampires do bleed, particularly if we’ve eaten recently. We are more like humans and shifters than most other species recognize.

“Tara won’t tell?” “She won’t remember.” I breathe, unclipping the metallic wolf heads at my shoulders. They hit the table with a dull thud. “You knew I disliked her?” He sounds closer when he answers, “You were watching her the whole night with a murderous glare, and I only had my eye on you.” “Does it not hurt when you…” I trail off, imagining what it would feel to have him drink my blood. His hands slip around my waist, his lips pressing against my neck. “I'm Bloodborn—a halfling. It only hurts when a Bloodsworn vampire—one turned from a human—feeds.”

Raven gasped in horror and moved away from me. "You're so evil!" She cried. "Why are you hurting such a beautiful bird?" "That's funny coming from a Lycan, don't you think?" She rolled her eyes. "At least we're not spooky or prey on humans." "Not all vampires drink human blood. Some of us survive on animal blood and we don't lose control and turn into ferocious beasts during the full moon. She was about to speak when we heard the bell. Her eyes widened in alarm and she took a step back.