Dark Vampire Romance Books Novels & Stories

He enlightened her. "Breed? There are breeds? Aren't you all the same?" Adrianna was dumbfounded to know that vampires have different breeds. He got up and went to grab a book from his shelves, and hand a heavy book to Adrianna. "This will help you because I am not good at explaining things and facts." Said Alaric. Her palms touched the cover of the book which looked antique and royal. She read the title 'Vamoose', called Vampire in latin. "You didn't tell me you have kids." Alaric asked her.

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

“But over time, the darker vampire races followed them here, and in increasing numbers. The early wars in the colonies weren’t between humans: they were really wars between good and evil vampire races. “And the persecution of witches in Salem was just a front for a persecution of vampires. Wherever there is good, bad follows. A perpetual battle between light and dark. The witches who were persecuted and hung in Salem were all of the good vampire race. “This is why it would make perfect sense for your father to be buried here. Why Salem, in general, makes perfect sense. Why your necklace makes perfect sense. It all points to the same thing: that you are the one heir. The key to finding the sw

I flipped back a few pages, for a few minutes, just reading headers, until I came to the page that mentioned the rules for dealing with vampires. One, no association with vampires, or one will be cast out of the Coven. That seemed to be the only rule. It couldn’t be too far away. Few more pages back, and I finally found it. It wasn’t too big. I read through it quickly. Damien had been good friends with Magnus. They were never apart from each for long. They used to work on taking out hunters, and other threats to the Witches and Vampires. Then one day Damien just brutally murdered him, quartering him in pieces. Something about a love interest, it didn’t go into that too much. Were they in lov

Although, he knows I would never hurt our mate, and having tasted her the first night I marked her without issue, he is still concerned for any potential bloodlust I have for her divine blood. Admittedly it is so difficult to pull away. No blood I have ever had has tasted as amazing as hers, she is my personal aphrodisiac drug. Fighting myself with all my willpower, I remove my fangs from her delicious neck and clean up her wound with my tongue. Her sweet nectar coats my hard cock as she rides me faster. The experience of my venom surging into her as I drank from her neck heightened her arousal as well as mine. Both Damen and Max felt it too and are fighting their transitions. Damen’s eyes f

he ordered them and they picked her up again, dragging her inside. Kyra woke up to the sound of people talking and she groaned a little, feeling her head banging. The people were still talking and when she read the room, she realized they were not just talking, but arguing. She soon heard loud angry murmurs and she moved her eyes to look around the room which was huge and brightly lit with torches everywhere. The room was filled with vampires, all dressed in black, and they moved around the room, talking to each other. The angry murmurs grew loudly in the room and unlike Athens, she felt pure evil and darkness here.

When she raised her hand to wipe at it, the vampire’s vice grip stopped her. “Allow me,” the vampire said with a sickening sweet tone. Agatha’s eyes widened as the vampire’s face moved close. The intense light magnified the pulsing of her blueish veins beneath her white skin. Her thick, pouty lips parted as her long tongue licked the blood from Agatha’s flesh. An involuntary shudder of revulsion by the witch caused the vampire to laugh out loud. “Oh I do hope Corey wins you. If you shudder from my touch, I can only imagine how you’ll respond to his sadistic sexual prowess.” She clapped her hands in a childlike manner. “He promised to let me watch and then share your blood at the end.”

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

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The wolves howled together, backing away as if afraid, even the rival hunters faltered outside and their voices weak. The Blood Moon’s light poured through the broken roof, shining down on her like a spotlight. She couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t choose. But the choice was choosing her. The journal opened wide, pages whipping like wings. Words wrote themselves in glowing light in a language she should not have known, but the meaning sank deep into her blood. The heir must bleed to bind the oath. Her knees gave out. Ash caught her. Kael called her name. Then the wolves jumped again, breaking the brief peace.