Black Butler X Vampire Reader Novels & Stories

I knew it was like being courted by the devil, yet like a foolish lamb who laid herself on the sacrificial table, I reached for his hand, not knowing that it would consume my reckless heart. Carter left me. The man who promised to love me till the end left without a proper explanation. Coming here to Lynnwood to live with my mom was what I thought the best for me. I thought I could finally have the peaceful life I wanted. Turns out I just made my life messier than I had imagined. I fell in love with a vampire, got involved with his entire family, and even discovered that my childhood friend, Jaxon, is a werewolf. I’m standing right now in front of Carter’s family house, wondering what sin I

The aura inside Le Ciel Blanc turned as scary as the grave. Julian Blackwood, a man who once glorified pure Alpha blood, now no longer cares about the rest of his humanity. A sick obsession with Chloe boils over his sanity, awakening the mutated monster instincts that have been forced to life by Baron Vane's dark science.

“You think this is over? You’ve only broken the lock. The thing beneath the Black Moon stirs, child. And it remembers your name.” Kaelira’s blood ran cold. “No,” she whispered. “The Echo was the last of it. I destroyed it.” “You destroyed its shell,” Varyn said. “But its heart — the true Black Moon — was never in this world to begin with. It’s waiting. And it’s calling you home.” Zevran stepped forward. “Then we’ll burn your god a second time.” Varyn’s expression softened, almost pitying. “You can’t fight the storm, boy. You can only drown in it.”

"Are you her? Let me introduce myself. I'm Liviel, Awakener of Lilith, the Progenitor of Vampires." She extends a hand toward me. I notice her fingernails—they are pitch-black and unnaturally long. They look sharp enough to slice through steel. I flash her my most brilliant, disarming smile. "Nice to meet you, roommate." I reach out and clasp her hand. The moment our palms touch, her grip tightens like a vice. I look up, meeting her glowing crimson eyes. There is no warmth in them—only the predatory thrill of a hunt. In a fraction of a second, her other hand shoots forward, those pitch-black nails aiming straight for my heart in a lethal, blindingly fast thrust.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

Andro has to fight to stay by his mate's side and fight off the new enemy waging a war against his family; his mafia family while protecting his identity as a vampire. CHAPTER ONE Annika’s POV In the chant of the black night, the stars were the choir, they were nights singing in an unusual pattern, singing a tone of death. Few minutes past ten, the once-cleared skies had transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black as the night laid down in a blanket of darkness.

The fight continued, most of the walls were cracked and / or destroyed to the heaps of bricks and dust accumulating on the sidewalk due to the violent impacts of the wolves and the vampires that wouldn't give up the fight, even with several shards of glass on the floor and /or falling from the higher windows due to the great force that some had to throw the others up. When Soraia thought of following Amy a vampire with fangs dripping blood appeared in her path and approached her, who swallowed dryly and remained motionless. -I haven't introduced myself yet," he said, "I'm Lucian and it will be a pleasure to suck you dry," and licked the blood dripping from his fangs and from his lips and chi

He clicked his fingers and a vampire in a black waiter’s suit appeared. “How about a gin, with lime and soda.” Kat asked. “And my usual…” Ruben said to the vampire butler who bowed his head and left. “Lord Luisetti, please give us a moment with your beautiful companion.” Another vampire approached. He was slightly older looking and had a female vampire on his arm. Kat assumed they were a couple. “Katarina was it?” “Just call me Kat.” “Oh how quaint.” The female said. Kat frowned, she felt like she had just been insulted somehow. Ruben put his arm around her waist and pulled her into him, looking down on the woman.

“I told you, didn’t I? I will put an end to that problem of yours. I’m not toying you, Katherine. Let’s say, I want to play a game with you.” “What’s the difference, huh? You want to play with me, it’s all the same!” “Toying you is different from playing with you. Toying you means I’m just the one who’s receiving all the benefits, meanwhile, if I say playing with you, you can cooperate and have your fair share of benefits in our game.” “Well then, Mr. Supernatural, I don’t want to play a game with you.” “It’s Helion. My name is Helion.” “I don’t care about your name at all.”

⸻ Dante looked horrified. “So there are secretly evil ancient murder wolves just… walking around?” ⸻ “Yes,” Kael muttered darkly. “That appears to be exactly what she’s saying.” ⸻ Amara’s chest tightened painfully. ⸻ Then one horrifying thought hit her. ⸻ “…Victor.” ⸻ Selene looked away. Which was answer enough. ⸻ Lucian’s expression turned murderous instantly. ⸻ “Victor is Blackthorne.” ⸻