Bird Vampire Novels & Stories

"She's been transformed." "Into ANBV." Jacob gave the doll's little toe a playful tug. "Sweet little ANBV. Come to Papa." Malcolm gritted his teeth, remembering first to make sure his fangs were retracted. Otherwise a Vamp could accidentally pierce his bottom lip. "Enlighten me, please, before I resort to violence." Jacob laughed, apparently unconcerned by his boss's anger. "ANBV is a Artificial Nutritional blood for vampires."

"I will send over a tonic made of crushed rubies and mountain herbs. It strengthens the blood. And you must eat twice what you normally do. A vampire’s child grows quickly, Lena. They take much from the mother." For the next few months, life became a blur of pampering and preparation. Vampire pregnancies, as I learned, lasted ten months and some weeks, slightly longer than a human's, but the growth was much more intense toward the end. Before I could even blink, my stomach had swollen into a heavy, prominent curve.

I passed the blood in her mouth and waited for her to wake. I ended up sleeping with her in my arms. In the morning I watched her sleeping form. I am reminded of the day we first met. She starts moving in my arms. I look at her as she opened her eyes. They were of the same brown colour as before. I am glad she remained the same Lara I have got used to only that she is now a vampire and she ages slowly compared to before. "Hey did you do it?" She asks as she looked into my eyes. Do what... What does she mean?

He is about to pounce on it when I grab him by his collar, stopping him. “Hey, Idiot! Did you finally lose it?” I grit my teeth as a fly to one of the highest branches of the adjacent tree with him. “Why?” He yells back without looking at me, irritated since I disrupted his hunt. “Were you planning to hunt that mad bison or get thrashed by it?” I say in a deadly cold voice, appearing highly miffed. “My dear malfunctioned robot brother, I’m a vampire, remember?” Orlo arches his eyebrows as he turns towards me. “I won’t die- hey wait! Your eyes turn into a creamy golden color. You already had your fill?”

"The intertwining of human and vampire physiology is indeed a complex subject. While I cannot provide you with a definitive answer, I can offer you some insights based on my observations and research." As he spoke, Dr. Julian delved into a captivating discourse, weaving together scientific knowledge and ancient wisdom. He explained how certain individuals possess a unique genetic makeup that allows for a symbiotic relationship between human and vampire DNA. This rare convergence of traits grants them the ability to harness both the strength and resilience of vampires and the vitality and adaptability of humans. The phenomenon, known as "vampire-human hybridism," is exceedingly rare, with onl

the vampire says sadly Alud smiled slyly, realizing what Brook-ta-man was talking about. - Come on, vampire, suck the rotten blood. Not all the same you drink the blood of young virgins. Brook-ta-man grinned, grimacing a little, sharply dug into the neck of the white-faced. Flesh crackled. The hunter screamed helplessly. A dark, viscous sludge poured into the belly of Bruk-ta-man. He closed his eyes, concentrated. The memory of blood poured into his brain. Silent movie flashes, sharp slowdowns and freeze-frames, his head throbbed with concentration, blood was asking for return, the vampire kept it in himself through force. Suddenly the flickering stopped and he saw a clear picture. All the s

“What’s that supposed to mean?” “Well,” Hannah said, twisting her fingers together, “most male vampires prefer female feeders. It’s… easier. And sometimes more than just feeding happens. They get close, you know? Intimate. So it’s unusual for Sire to choose a male. Not unheard of, but rare.” I leaned back, my chest tightening. I didn’t like the sound of any of this. She must have seen the look on my face, because her tone shifted again, softening almost into pity. “Still… you might be lucky. He doesn’t keep feeders often. Almost never. If he’s chosen you, there must be a reason.”

so that our conversation could not be heard by anyone. “If Blaze is a vampire… Balthier is also a vampire! Aren't they brothers… you've never seen Balthier's canines… and does he shine and sparkle when he exposed to the sunlight? ” Lidya shook her head. I just thought, you should have understood Lidya… that they are the same type as Jacob Black. New chapter

I yelled, hitting his chest repeatedly. He held my hand, stopping me from doing that. "It's not possible. You can't turn me into a vampire if you're not one yourself, right?' I asked. He raised an eyebrow at me. "How do I explain this to you?" He asked. "I don't know. Tell me something, anything but just don't tell me what you did worked" "It worked, okay? You've turned to a vampire. But right now, you're a newborn and your type are newly transitioned vampires. You need time to process a lot. Because you might become unstable because of heightened senses and emotions, ``he explained.

“Come on,” She shifted and pushed her knees into the mattress, feeling somewhat compelled to climb down and trail after him.“Where are we going?” At that, his head turned to cast her a look from over his shoulder, his brow raising.“Why, to save your lover, of course.” The greedy vampire held the human trapped in her iron grip, her bloody red eyes wide and unfocused as she drew lazy mouthfuls from the human’s throat. She’d been at it for a while now, sucking dry body after body. She was growing voracious. Insatiable.