Desmond Book Vampire Novels & Stories

I quickly turn around only to realise I had cornered myself. “The roof” I say angerly when I realise my mistake. The sun was setting and I am surrounded by goddess knows how many vampires. I start walking to the closest edge to figure out where I was and how I was going to get away. I survey the surrounding area around two of the sides when I hear a commotion hissing, snapping and growling coming from the next side I was walking to, then I smelled it. The faint scent of my mate, even Lagertha was fighting me for control, I quicken my pace to see if I could spot him, I reach the edge and quickly locate Desmond fighting in wolf form in the crowd below. In a single moment I thought everything w

I winced in pain and got on my feet in a matter of seconds, breathing heavily and glaring at him. "Joseph!" My mother screamed. "Enough, Clarissa!" He snapped. "You can disrespect me all you want but you will never disrespect my woman that way in my presence. You think you are all that because you are a vampire prince now" He slammed his fists on the wooden table beside him and it broke into pieces. He picked a straight wood and broke it into two with his legs.

With the most apologetic voice I could muster, I mumbled, “Sorry.” No one calls it their ‘man parts’. Also, he’s two thousand years old? My mind was going everywhere, but at the fact that I was at the mercy of a, possibly, murderous vampire. I should be afraid of him. But because of the realization that he could be vulnerable too, he didn’t come off too daunting as he should. “I would appreciate it if you refrain from doing that again,” he continued to say, sounding more irritated this time. “Your blood is unlike I have ever tasted before, but I will not hesitate to take drastic measures if this adorable rebellion of yours continues.”

I have no right to complain because I brought this upon myself, if I had just kept still at least I would be free. Mr. Vamps is still keeping his distance. The reason being he is afraid to tear me up or he dreads to look at me. I heard from Ingrid that when he is angry he hides inside his room afraid to lose control. The room was forbbiden and no one was allowed inside it. She said I was the first one who entered it after it had been declared no entry. It's a pity that my luck was in fact a curse that took away my happiness.

All in all, I felt ready and eager to face the enemy; which was a good thing because we came across them all too soon. We were almost to the portal into Desolation when a small band of Charles’s vampires stumbled across us. We’d seen them coming and hid in the trees, but my human scent was too so strong it gave me away. As the vampire that discovered me sneered up at me with glee and called to his companions, I looked fervently for Gwendoline and Luthias. They were nowhere to be found. I almost lost my grip on the tree branch as panic seized me. Seeing this, my would-be captors laughed and jeered about how easy it would be to capture me if I just fell into their grasp. They stood below

Apparently, last-night-me had decided we were now writing about vampires. Specifically, a vampire falling in love with a woman hunted by his kind. She was brave. He was tortured. There was a scene where he saved her from a rogue and then watched her sleep while battling his own thirst. I skimmed through it, cheeks heating. It was good. Embarrassingly good. And clearly inspired by a certain brooding neighbor who refused to stay out of my subconscious.

Given such an opportunity, his desire to try was understandable. What I could not forgive was deception. He secretly dissolved our Blood Bond. He secretly bound himself to another woman. That betrayal was unforgivable. “If you continue to harass me,” I said calmly, “I will not hesitate to invoke the authority of the Vampire King and imprison you in the blood dungeons.” “We once loved each other. I do not wish for us to reach that point.” At my words, sorrow spread across Dominic’s face. He knew that once I made a decision, there was no turning back.

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.

It wanted me to sink my fangs into it. Seeing the blood pulse through her, her heartbeat thrumming with delicious blood that had never been tasted by another vampire. Until now. Gods, she tasted exquisite. It reminded me of tiramisu or a perfect Crème Brulee. My tongue savored my lips again, hoping to find another drop of blood I had missed, but to no avail did I taste anything.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl