Cute Vampire Novels & Stories

Something about her seemed so dangerously alluring, but he couldn't understand why. "Easy." Jayce growled deeply at him, his crimson eyes dark with murderous intent. Dante put up his hands. "You're quite lucky to have such a lovely lady at your side. Especially one with such remarkable beauty." Dante winked at her. Lily's cheeks flushed lightly before she rested her hands on her hips. "So, you're that type of man. I'm a little disappointed that that's the charming personality of the very first Vampire." she said sadly. "Ouch, what a jab at my ego." he winced, patting his chest gently. Lily out a small laugh before moving her attention to Janice.

"Do you want me to squish some garlic in your mouth?" The vampire, showing no shame, retorted, "You’re being too harsh! Aren’t you thrilled to see me? Admit it, Cassie, you’ve missed me terribly. Your heart is racing because you’re so excited to have me around again. I can’t blame you for that—I’m quite stunning."

The aroma of freshly drawn blood permeated the atmosphere, and those who were standing outside were taken aback to see a group of regular humans gathering around a vampire. They didn't understand how they could appear so knowledgeable, but they managed to kill the vampire by driving a stake through his heart. Vampires lose the ability to see and make use of their eyes when they use mirrors to create light. Smart people know that to kill a vampire, they need to take advantage of all the seemingly useless items that are being thrown away. They even can use knives to sever the heads of vampires and set fire to the rest of their bodies.

I just narrowed my head and nodded slowly. For some reason, whenever I looked at him, I felt butterflies in my stomach. It might be because he was a tall and handsome man. He was tall and muscular. His hair was curly brown. I loved to see those curls bouncing up and down. His eyes were orange. Maybe all vampires had these types of different eyes. His skin was pale and his lips were red. A signature that he was also a vampire. A diamond shaped face with light stubble on his jawline. He had the deepest dimples whenever I saw him smiling. I wanted him to stay. I didn't know why I wanted that. But I wanted him to talk to me. Maybe because I was feeling lonely.

I shield my eyes as I try to adjust to the light. “Hello, beautiful, we finally meet,” a voice behind me says; I turn around to see the owner of this voice. A very handsome vampire stands before me. His hair is as black as night. His beautiful green eyes stare at me and take in my whole appearance. His brows are full and thick; even with the little lighting in the room, I can see how red and full his lips are. How can a vampire be so handsome? Aren't they all dead-looking? Why does he look human? If I couldn't smell the vampire on him, I would think he was human. He doesn’t smell as bad as they do. His scent has a mixture of death which is how all vampires smell to me, and cinnamon, yes, cin

I watched Aiday's eyes grow wide, she looked at me, and smiled lightly, "Before I tell you my answer, I need to confess something to you." I got scared for a moment and stood up, ready to hear what she had to say, "I found my mate." My heart crumpled, but she didn't stop, "He's tall, bright blue eyes, dark hair, kind hearted," this woman is torturing me, I thought, "and he's a vampire." I paused when I heard that, "What?" I asked, and she nodded, "I'm your…"

Caspian engaged the other three at once, his speed and centuries of survival making him a whirlwind of death. And I— I leaped onto the palanquin and came face to face with the first vampire. Vladimir was beautiful. Of course he was. Ten thousand years had refined him into something almost divine—perfect features, skin like marble, eyes the color of blood that had never stopped flowing. He looked at me with something that might have been amusement. "You're brave," he said. "Foolish, but brave. Just like her." "I'm not Elara." "No. You're not." He rose, and even standing, he towered over me. "You're something else. Something new. Something I've been dreaming of for ten thousand years."

"Listen well, my brethren. Tonight, we shall employ a different approach to fortify our ranks. We'll target the most attractive men and women in this town. With their beauty and charm, we shall not only increase our numbers but use their allure to manipulate the werewolves when the time comes." The vampires, diverse in age and appearance, nodded in agreement. Joey's plan promised a subtle yet potent advantage in the looming conflict with the werewolves. They dispersed into the night, their eyes gleaming with anticipation as they approached each residence, seeking out those whose physical beauty might serve their strategic purpose. As they silently invaded the homes, Joey and his vampires wer

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 was so close that one of them suddenly grabbed me. "Fin!" I looked around at the entrance of the cave. "Fuck!" I said when i saw Clementine. I immediately put the wolf vampire to sleep by scratching my arm. "Let me go!" I turned to Clementine who was being held by two vampire men. "Fuck! Let her go!" I shouted and threw fire in their direction. I immediately teleported to the back of one of them and put him to sleep then I kicked the one who was still holding Clementine's arm and put him to sleep as well.