Cake Vampire Novels & Stories

“Look here are the bottles you smash into the vampires or submerge your weapon in when attacking. I labeled them, and they are Purple V for the vampires. Green Z for Zombies are what I used to help at least subdue them. However, I don't know how effective it may work on them due to their makeup.” “Amber that is terrific. I looked up some information my good friend Marco had provided me about attacking them. He said chopping off their head and burning them has been working so far. However, he told me they are very strong, very resilient, and seem driven by orders.” Alex adds while examining her bottles of mixtures she had put together.

Alessia will not casually spill Federico's secret of being an immortal vampire to anyone—let alone the dumb mortal girl who dares to force herself into Federico's home. But Federico does not nod or even look grateful at Alessia. In fact, his brow is beginning to droop low—almost as if he is displeased. "Hailey is my possession. You are not break what is mine," Federico replies. Alessia laughs without any joy. "You can find another servant to replace her. She isn't worth keeping when she's already so defective." Then Federico does the unimaginable. He walks up to Hailey and grabs her by the wrist. The poor, idiot girl startles, but Federico has supernatural strength—one of the perks of being

The day i went up the warehouse in broad daylight coming back into the darkness with a mad dying young vampire. Daylight should have stripped everything to the bone, but some nights refuse to let sunlight hold them. I remember stepping into that space, the way the light changed the angles of bodies. The vampire we had found was like a moth collapsing on itself, eyes rimmed with the wrong color. He had smelled of cheap cologne and old wounds. I had watched him die and felt an absurd shame for the satisfaction that sat beside the necessity. “So club Volvo is associated with this Gabriel Arande Reyes? That’s the name of the mad vampire isn’t it? The one we’ve suspected was from Texas because of

"Dignity, girl don't play with me. I know the guy you're talking about. It's that hunk who's always coming to the cafe these days. Fuck dignity, friend, if I could get him, I'll do him anytime any day" "He's a vampire" "Wow, kinky" Gracie purred and drank her shot. "This never gets old". "I think I am done. This is disgusting" she said setting her glass down, feeling out of it when a burning tingling sensation broke out over her arm and traveled all over her skin causing her to moan out before she could stop herself.

"Do you know them?" Dante asked Dae in an emotionless tone reading papers of business. "No, I don't. " Dae answered. "The big man came to get the little one and they wanted to give me some...companion." "Fine. Do you like it, the companion?" "..." Without having an answer, Dante didn't ask more and continued to mind his own business. The little Dae looked out the window counting the raindrops. It seemed that he was enjoying more the silence.

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

Damn, I thought. She was obviously in a bad mood. The young vampire cringed and transported away. A split-second later, Monica disappeared after him. None of us moved. We'd seen the young ones do this often enough. A split-second later she returned, holding him suspended in the air by his throat. She had gone "hissy face," her teeth longer than normal and her face etched in a monstrous scowl. She brought the vampire down to her mouth and ripped out his throat. Seconds later, young vampire Charles was nothing but ash.

Kyle was silent as Eva's words ran through his mind again and Luca continued "You haven't experienced love before and this is all new to you. So I think you should give Eva space and also do what you think is right" Kyle had no expression as he listened to Luca. He decided to focus on other things and will handle Eva after this issue had been solved"Have you found out who sent those vampires?" He asked and Luca said "Yes, but I'm not so sure. It's a woman named Carmilla. She lives at "Oceanside" house number 22 and works in the East side of the city and surprisingly, she's human". Kyle's eye color changed from it's normal color to red. Bloodlust oozed from where he was standing and Luca had

I watched her face as I said that, her brows scrunching in concentration while she processed my words. “That explains why you aren’t pasty like me” she said, wrinkling her nose and looking at her arms. “I mean according to pop culture vampires are pale, hate the sun or die from it, have an aversion to garlic and can be killed by driving a stake through their heart.” Her gray eyes flicked to mine, and she gave me a wry grin. “Don’t worry Cade, I don’t plan on turning into Buffy anytime soon.” I laughed at that and so did she.