Cia Vampires Novels & Stories

She looked in our direction but the cloud like color in them indicted something more. The woman smirked and stepped a few more feet closer to us. A small group of three men followed close behind her as well. "Have you never seen a blind vampire before?" she asked, her Romania accent thickly laced every word she spoke. Her alluring aura and soft tone is enough to make me to melt. Vampires are such sensual creatures and all she did was spoke a sentence. "Victoria, don't tease. This is neither the time nor place. Yes. There is Kaia and Saige Woods and their mates. They are the deceased's daughters" Ares scolded her.

Nothing was going to stop her today. "Of course, I'm the hell raiser remember" She said with a hint of her seductive edge that makes her who she is now. Cassandra reached for the door but it swung open itself. A female vampire in a beautiful light purple gown dashed by them using immortal speed. Cassandra didn't recognize her and proceeded to stroll in with Kellan close behind.

I noticed a small couch in a corner and took a seat on it. "Do you always watch me every night?" She suddenly asked me breaking the silence. "Since you got attacked," I confirmed and she nodded. "You're quite calm for someone who just learned that completely fictional characters actually exist," I pointed out. I've noticed ever since I told her that I was a vampire she kept a calm expression as if she's been told the exact same thing her whole life. "I really don't know either. I just feel this weird sense of belonging." That's probably the effect of the sacred book on her. She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing.

"But seriously, answer me." "No, I don't sleep. I don't have the privilege to do so," she finally replied. "Why not? Don't go with a lie now." "I won't lie to you." "Yes, and I'm stupid." His sarcastic tone could be worse than anything else. She ignored it and responded, "Vampires don't sleep." The laughter from his forum echoed in his conscience. Hell, what a big lie. Didn't it occur to you to tell him that it's because you like the darkness too? You're so... bad at this, seriously."

I took a deep sigh and then said, "Uhm, A pleasant day to you, our deity. I am the heiress of Vamparia, Celestine Duke, and I came again to this place to ask for your favor." My voice was echoing all over the place, the silence was very loud, and it was killing me inside. "I ask to have a gift. It was said in the books that I was born because of your favor. You have given my mother a gift to be able to conceive a child just like humans. And now I am here. As an heiress, I desire to have an extraordinary gift that can have a contribution in ruling Vamparia as part of the royal family." I continued in between spaces. There was no response at all, and I am starting to be confused. Why have I be

"Okay, first of all, Rihana, you need to take a step back and not make this about you-" " I'm just being honest with you because I care about you too and wouldn't want you to get hurt. I know how many girls Alex has used in the past for his own pleasure while I was gone. You just happened to be a bit special because of your blood, darling, it's making him crave for more. He's a vampire, Katy and you're a human. That's never happened before. He is never going to fall in love with a human." "And what about you?"

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

Casie started the engine, her mind already mapping out their investigation. "Dr. Vasquez first. We need to know what this girl was before we can figure out who wanted her dead." The city morgue was housed in a brutalist concrete building that looked as cheerless from the outside as it was on the inside. Dr. Helena Vasquez met them at the security entrance, her olive complexion unnaturally pale under the fluorescent lights—a telltale sign of her dhampir heritage.

Her eyes were cold as her voice. “She arrives first, of course,” one villager muttered, clutching a charm in his pocket. Cassandra’s carriage, shaped like a coiled serpent with crystal windows, gleamed ominously as she stepped in, head held high. Next came Velarissa, Vampire Princess of Duskmoore.

Cassie joked, and he chuckled before sitting on the couch opposite her. “And I see you’re still hot,” He replied, winking at her. “Never happening.” She did not miss a beat. “I came here for a reason, and that is most definitely not to suck your d*ck.” “You still can if you want, though.” He wiggled his brows. The blonde girl rolled her eyes. “I’m being serious, Chad. I don’t have much time. I was bitten by a vampire, and I’d rather drown myself than become one.”