Dreaming Of Being A Vampire Novels & Stories

I saw the bandage still on it, but it didn't hurt anymore, and earlier when I ran, I could almost match a vampire's speed. "I am a vampire now?" I asked excitedly, looking at the people around me, and I noticed the two women I was unfamiliar with. I quickly covered my mouth when I remembered I blurted vampire just now. "Oh!! I laughed awkwardly. "I'm just joking about a vampire thing. I love to read vampire stories, and I dream of becoming a vampire one day because you know they are cool. They are fast, strong, and most of all, they are gorgeous."

I walked over to the bed and let myself flop onto it, gathering the pillows and snuggling under the quilt, I let myself sink into the softness of it all, trying to pretend I was in my own bed and everything I feared wasn't just outside the door. My tired eyes flickered shut and I hoped I wouldn’t have another dream like every other night, of vampires sucking every ounce of blood from my body, then when they were done with me, they’d turn to my mum next while my dad fled without trying to pay them their money. I’d wake up every time in a cold sweat. The worst part of all this, though, was not being able to see my mum or speak to her to make sure she was ok. I could only wish that tonight I’d

As soon as I saw the face of the vampire, my eyes widened in shock and my mouth almost gaped. I recalled the dream I once had after the night I encountered the warlock. I remembered him sitting on the other side of the bed while he stared at me mischievously. Then a woman, a tall one, sporting a dress from the eighteenth century and a crimson red lipstick to indicate her hunger for blood. Her bloodshot eyes pierced through me as veins bulge around them. Her raven hair stood out because of her pale skin, and the fangs she flashed in my dream caused the hair at my nape to bristle. I remembered having that dream and it was nightmarish. Perhaps it was a foreshadowing I should’ve recognized befor

I think it was is just a slip that I found some of them drunk, but they still have the seriousness engraved in their behavior. I walk through a long corridor full of closed doors. There must be specific bedrooms for each one of them. They seem to be very awake like their day has just started I bet they sleep all day and party all night. The thought of spending the whole night awake with my mate makes me grin like a fool. I have to find him soon before I get myself into trouble. Maybe these rooms are all no-go areas. There could be creepy things hidden in there, or... The sweet mouthwatering scent snaps me out of my delusional thoughts. Mmm... my wolf purrs. He is here somewhere. I walk throu

She'd attack me with her fangs and pointed nails and she wouldn't wait a second to drink my blood and he started the car. "Oh! Come on dad. It was your plan. You told me yesterday that you got bored of eating mum's cooked food.She already drinks your blood everyday by scaring you like an angry bird. Anyways, if she is a vampire then you are also the leader of your pack and your brave daughter is always with you." She gave a high-five to her dad. "Wait, wait. You said my brave daughter. Where is my brave daughter? " He asked and turned back to see.

The vampires behind her were in their defense stances, baring their fangs and hissing at Anthony. The vampire standing near her back made a grab at her. His hand was sent flying in the air by Anthony, who transformed into a creepy and unbelievable form that spooked Kayla. She even recoiled. His candlelight eyes flashed through her mind like a sense of déjà vu. Like she'd seen such eyes or even the creature stare at her before. Maybe in her dreams. Come to think of it, she couldn't remember seeing this event and creatures in her dreams so far. But it didn’t change that this was a nightmare.

I hugged myself, not being able to look him in the eye. "Longer, actually…" I said quietly, but he heard me. He straightened himself before moving a bit closer to me and placing a hand on my leg, "Please, tell me." He said sweetly, I nodded. "Ever since I was a girl, I've had these strange dreams; at the start they were just of me running until I came to a halt with hundreds of eyes staring at me." He sat silently as I spoke, "Then they became different," he gave me a curious look but I continued, “It started showing both the vampires and werewolves and recently, in every dream, I’ve come close to death. And for some reason, for the past two nights, there’s this red moon that keeps popping u

Christian patted at her unruly hair. "I don't know, I'm in pain but yet it felt like the best sleep ever.'' As she said it, Christian could see the sadness in her eyes. "You were having night terrors.'' She sighed, ''always.'' "I have heard that vampires dream of their past, is that true?'' Seeing the panic in her eyes, Christian instantly regretted asking. "I'm sorry, I didn't m-'' "It's fine.'' She cut him off. "Yes, we do. We also dream of other people's past. Only if we drink their blood from the veins, which I'm not willing to do now or any time soon.'' She added, with the same sadness flashing across her face again.

She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing. "Uhm, do you want me to set up a bed for you?" She asked me. "I wouldn't be sleeping." "So you're just going to sit there and watch me sleep?" "Basically. Or I could lay on the bed with you if you'd like." I shot her a smirk knowing full well what effect it had on her. Vampires could sense pretty well human emotions. She took a dazed glance at my lips then refocused back on my eyes. "N-no there would be more than fine." With that, she hopped on her bed and grabbed her laptop making me frown while watching her silently.

“Yes, Dad. With the dreams last night, I am very sure he is a vampire, and I even had a vision but not like any of the visions I have had in the past, which rolled into the dream. If this is a new power, I am not sure I like it.” “Honey, maybe because you are half human some of it is like how our visions happened for us. I remember waking up in cold sweats, erotic dreams, and uncontrollable emotions.” Her mother popped back into the conversation. “Vampires don’t have dreams normally or have the sweating issues like that either. Your poor mother had to deal with those, and I believe this was a side affect of her being human.” “Oh, Honey! Those were so difficult and until I was able to jump yo