Cake Vampire Novels & Stories

he said and she was confused. "What do you mean?" she asked and Blake asked him if she would love to check his room. She nodded and Blake held her hands and they headed to his room. The door opened and there was no light. Blake then turned a lamp on and there she saw coffins and there were no windows, it was dark and only the coffin was in there. She was surprised and stared at the man beside her. "You're sleeping in a coffin?" she asked in surprise. "Yes, vampires do that," he said.

Mountain Time, she called Phillip Mogollon to check on one detail only he could verify. “Hello, Becky Asplundh, my caller ID says it is you. Well, is it?” “Yes, Phillip, it is me. I wanted to thank you for the lovely flowers you sent my sister and me. And I want to ask you a question. I cannot ask this directly, but I need to know about hearts and coffins. When anyone wants to kill vampires, he must plunge a sharp wooden stake into each heart, whether it is attached to a body or not. Is that correct?”

With one flick of my head, I expose my razor-sharp teeth, and with as much as two deep slices, I rip out every attery that will make a difference if he stays alive or not. From behind, there is the sound of another Vampire approaching me, in as little as three…two… I spin on my heels and reach the sharp nails of my claws out, with one smash into his chest; I rip his heart from his body. As he tumbles to the floor, the third comes towards me; he stumbles and falls with his face in the mud. With great ease, I grab a loose tombstone and drop it down on his body. As the final one looks at the perished bodies, he only but takes a giant leap and makes his way down into the darkness of the cemetery

Nina smiled as he looked at the tombstone with Amber Hudson engraved on it. “I miss her.” “I miss her too.” Lane kissed Nina's forehead. ~ The night was long and distant. The moon was at its peak, giving off the brightest rays and flourishing the earth with its glow. “I'm Cataleya Drew. The witch who created the first vampires and werewolves. I've returned. Powerless, but I'm going to find a way to put an end to what I created. The O'Connors, the Salvadors, and the Graysons will suffer at my feet because I'm going to bring them to their very end. I always find a freaking way.” Cataleya's lips stretched into a smirk as she walked on the tarred road. It was midnight. The town was still and ser

The thick, tangled mess of hair covers parts of his face, making him appear more menacing than he already is. He runs his hand through those tangles, letting me see his glare in full. A small dribble of blood runs down the side of his head. The wound is deep and gruesome. It looks as if it should produce more blood than it is. “You’re bleeding?” I say with a barely audible shaky whisper. “Vampire 101, love, we tend to hold blood in areas that cannot be covered up. The head, neck, and hands remain seen by human eyes; therefore, blood accumulates there to keep one looking alive.” He looks at me with those devilish eyes.

SAVE HER, VAMPIRE Cathy arrived at the Knight's mansion, along with Kids. She was terrified to enter the place considering it as a vampire's lair. There might be more humans working under Alaric Knight but chances of getting bitten by a vampire were high. Before she could enter, the guards stopped them and demanded an explanation for their visit. "Lady, may we know why you are here?" The guard asked Cathy. "I need to meet Mr Knight! It's urgent!" She had her voice graveled due to dryness. The kids hugged Cathy's leg as they felt intimidated by the guard's gaze.

I couldn’t help but smile at her. “As for the regular vampire abilities, we all have the ability to teleport and move with incredible speed,” Bernard continued to explain. “We all have heightened senses and can see in the dark with ease. We are also immortal, but not indestructible. Everybody has kryptonite. Ours happens to be silver. Silver weapons are used to kill us. The sun makes us ill and we could die if exposed long enough, but we won’t burn alive or explode.” “And we can eat garlic just fine,” Carter added with a smirk. “I hate that stereotype.”

“It is too dark for me, especially for someone like me who prefers the opposite.” “That must be pretty hard living with.” She inhales sharply. “I do the opposite of everything. I let animals free during hunting, I don't like drinking blood, and I hate attending the gothic parties. I could on and on.” “I'm so sorry you have to live with this, but trust we are not much different. I just discovered I'm a vampire with a very bad blood lust and so much more I'm yet to comprehend.” We walked to the windows at the end of the hallway, looking out at the village. We watch outside in silence for a bit.

Sean replied. “Bring him to me,” Carl ordered. “There’s a problem, my lord—he’s a vampire.” “What? How can a vampire enter Santossa?” Carl’s brows furrowed in disbelief. “Well, according to my research, that vampire is married to a human. He survives on animal blood and owns a vacation house at the boundary between Santossa and Carreon City—a free city where humans reside. He was out hunting deer and rabbits when he witnessed the event.” “Hop in. Let’s go meet him at his place,” Carl said, excitement lighting up his face. Finally, the puzzle might be solved.

She watched him intently reading her schedule. “Go back to your classes. I'll see you later mate," he said and gave her the schedule back. He disappeared into the thin air leaving Cassandra all by himself. “That fvcker,” she cursed under her breath and stomped her feet. She breathed deeply and looked at the ceiling, realizing something. Her mate is no other than Sebastian Alistair Blood and worst of all he is the vampire prince. Cassandra doesn’t know if it’s possible to be mates with a vampire. Cassandra was lost in her thoughts. She heaved a sigh and left the room. She went back to her classes as the break was finally over.