Darkness Vampire Novels & Stories

"What do you know of this darkness? Speak, or forever hold your silence." Dalia's smile widened, a twisted satisfaction etched across her face. "You will soon witness its power firsthand, vampire. It will consume your very essence, leaving you shattered and broken." I clenched my fists, refusing to let fear take hold. "I have faced countless adversaries, Dalia. Your threats do not sway me." Hahaha.... Her laughter reverberated through the dungeon once more, a sound filled with a perverse delight. "Oh, but this is no ordinary adversary. Its darkness knows no bounds, its hunger insatiable. It will be the end of you."

“Yes, and I found it rather interesting. What was he doing praying on a child?” “You have no business here, stranger, and you need to leave unless you feel like joining my clan and being one of my pets. You’re yummy enough that I could use fresh blood.” Mara purred. Dominic shuttered with the thought. She was an older vampire, created a while ago and had red glowing eyes, the palest skin one could have, and almost white hair. She repulsed him because she smelled like bad news, evil, and disgust rolled in one. “No! I am not here to join, but to inquire. Are you the leader of this clan, then?”

Victoria moved through the darkened halls of her fortress like death incarnate, her footsteps silent on the cold stone floors, cloaked in shadows and malevolent purpose. The ancient walls seemed to pulse with dark energy, responding to her presence with subtle shifts in temperature and light. She entered the grand chamber where three vampire lords waited with predatory patience, their immortal forms radiating the kind of power that had terrorized mortals for millennia. Their eyes gleamed like burning coals in the dim torchlight that flickered across gothic architecture, their razor-thin smiles promising violence and pain to anyone foolish enough to oppose them.

The emergency lights, low and sickly yellow, flickered on, barely cutting through the gloom. Damon used the darkness and the few seconds of shock to launch himself into a terrifying, dragging crawl back toward the open doorway where the light of the main hall spilled in. Vladimir roared—a sound of pure, frustrated fury—as his prey slipped away. He didn't hesitate; he plunged his hand into his own jacket, retrieving a silenced secondary pistol he always kept concealed, and fired two quick, cold shots into the darkness where Damon had been. He missed. Damon Salvatore, crawling, choking, and bleeding a trail of his own life, burst out of the shadows and back into the main library room. He dragg

Besides, vampires were physically stronger than humans. “I will do it myself,” I said. “Do what?” “Undress entirely,” I said. I was still in my undergarments. “Why, I will be glad to watch.” The room was dark, but Demian could see just fine. Vampires could see in the dark. He pulled me with him as he sat on the single couch. He made me stand in front of him. I could not see him entirely even though my eyes had adjusted to the darkness. But I could feel him.

I know that they fight when they are behind me, but often I look back to make sure they don't hurt each other. By late afternoon after school, we usually boarded sports together. Today I and they gathered together under a shady tree. We only talk small talk. I saw Lili was very happy with her new boyfriend. *** When night comes, moonlight forms a circle in the sky. The stars appear far apart. Tonight in their rooms - each doing their own duties. Except for the two princes of darkness, they go somewhere. But for the lord of darkness and his descendants could not be separated from drinking blood, they are vampires. They are resistant to the heat of the sun, only when the night has come before

His white essence merged with the blood and joined the floating dagger. “I, Lord Dracula, grant you my blood, the ability to shapeshift, and the wisdom of ages drawn from long lives, fragmenting my essence so that you may carry the thirst for blood and the desire to make this world singular, immersed in darkness,” said the shadowed vampire. His words drew the attention of the Lycan and the witch, who immediately tried to stop the spell but were repelled by the vampire’s betrayal. His black essence fused with the blood and the dagger, which spun in the air in three distinct hues before plunging straight into the baby, taking his life.

“What good is it to turn me when you won’t stay afterward?” “I’ll stay.” She chuckled bitterly. “No, you won’t.” “You don’t know yet, but you will.” She sucked in a breath when he licked his wound. She groaned when he yet again pressed his mouth against hers. His tongue danced with hers, tasting his blood upon her taste buds. When did blood become an aphrodisiac? Oh, right, his vampiric blood was pure and a known aphrodisiac. It wasn’t fair that everything about him was addicting. He didn’t even try to hide his darkness. He wasn’t controlled by it and he didn’t hide behind it. He unapologetically owned it and that type of self awareness magnetically drew people in like moths to a flame. Like

I was simply tired. I couldn’t restrain my rage, I could hardly remember how it happened. I killed every single living soul. I murdered 4289 people in cold blood, I ripped their head off and squeezed their hearts out. They held me down and called me a beast, so I howled at the moon and showed them all. Now, they don’t dare to say my name even though no one has proof of what I did, they only presumed it and they were right. My parents got a hold of my actions and sent Dominic to stop me, the only one potent enough to handle me. He was only 19 then, a perfectly trained vampire, and was considered the best of the greatest. Invent about his reputation now.

I didn't understand how it could be that way. My neck began to prickle, and another Vampire materialized in the room. He was old and stooped and wore a long white robe like a monk would wear. Someone had to turn him when he was old. It seemed such a horrible thing to be trapped for all eternity in that decrepit body. Four more Vampires materialized, each wearing white, and they stared at me. In unison they began to glide toward me—all except Alexis, who watched me with completely black eyes.