Cullens Vampire Novels & Stories

he starts, and that’s it, that’s enough to stoke the fire again. “So all vampires are our friends now?” I snap. “No.” Aiden glares back at me, the first sign of anger I’ve seen from him so far today. “Sutcliffe was working with two other vampires, Whitfield and Ewing. Whitfield’s sire was Laurence Taylor- the vampire I staked a while ago, before we met- and Taylor was Cavendish’s rival. We, uh, did Cavendish a favour by taking out Whitfield and a chunk of his organisation.”

a grim reaper reported. "What did you say? Did you say, Zanea?" his eyes widened in fear as he looked at the grim reaper. The man bent down his knees and frowned, "Yes, archangel. His name was written in the list," he responded and his heart sank to realized that Zanea was the one who killed the Vampire.

Isabella said and for the first time in this conversation, Sophia giggled to herself when she heard this because she knew in actuality that it was her that would ruin the genes of Ronnell due to her bad eyesight. Ronnell noticed this, she looked so fucking cute. Licking her tongue discreetly, wetting her lips in either lust or excitement. In a dark room, devoid of any sun rays or light, sat a man with blood dripping from his lips and eyes shining through the abyss. The clock ticked, a sound that seemed endless for one that couldn’t die. The relevance of time was lost on vampires because time is the one time they had an unlimited amount regardless of how much passes.

She slightly raised her long slender hand, gently caressing her red lips. This vampire seemed to be weighing the truth of the words of the person in front of her. Her long, narrow eyes were scheming, but also sly and malicious. Selina lowered her eyes and looked at the person kneeling on the ground. Her blonde hair was floating, and her color was bright and gentle like the morning sun, like a soft patch of sunlight slung over her pearly shoulders. Those blue eyes, like the autumn sky, were full of helplessness, then intertwined with hatred and sadness. The turbulent emotions in those eyes were like a whirlpool, wanting to pull her in and then break her flesh and bones.

"The Sullivans remain untouched after the last vampire woman married into their family. So whatever that little girl claims is merely out of spite after years of being ostracized due to their stained blood." Elder Philip used to be one of the closest confidants of the current head of the Sullivan household. After Mr. Sullivan's marriage with the last vampire, he distanced himself and found ways to lessen his contact with him. As a pureblooded werewolf, he was disappointed that Mr. Sullivan chose to tie the knot with that woman rather than marry a woman bearing the Ivanov name. "Alaric," Elder Karen called. "This matter will become clearer if you speak with Castellana herself. Gain her trust

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

“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.

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

I tell him as he lunges for the vampire again, suddenly a knife comes seemingly out of nowhere and plunges into the side of Kylo. Kylo grabs the vampires arm and tears a large chunk out of it before collapsing in a heap, the pain too much to bear, he whimpers and everything starts to spin and goes black. MATHIAS POV The hybrid thought I was a normal vampire, exactly what I wanted, the knife ,which I had hidden in my back pocket, was ingrained with wolfsbane, I stabbed it into his side and watched as he collapsed and passed out from the pain. I left the knife in the wolf's side, taking it out would remove the effects of the wolfsbane and he was strong, too strong for me to take on with the wo

Confused, Thaddeus had no choice but to pull Catalina's body out of the murky water and bring her with him. 23-year-old Catalina Sullivan. Vampires would want a human who is young and beautiful, and young humans have a fresher and healthier blood. She woke up in a strange place that she had never expected to be in. The last thing she remembered was that her fiance had strangled her to death, and now she was in someone else's dark bedroom. Catalina had no idea that meeting the most lethal and dangerous vampire, Thaddeus, who was cruel and violent toward any humans, was the beginning of her life-threatening story.