Evil Vampire Novels & Stories

Alberto answered, leaning close towards Eva. Eva strokes her chin , once again getting into thought. If Lucifer was guarding Alberto's mother ( Alberto's mother is dead now) , then how old exactly Lucifer is? She glances at Lucifer who was standing tall at six feet and had pitch black hair and those blood red eyes. No matter how much Eva looked at him, his age was indistinguishable. He looked in his twenties, maybe because vampires don't age fast like werewolves.

The vampire smirked and brought his lips close to hers. “I will suck out every single drop” He licked his lips then suddenly took his fangs to her nape. "Argh!!!" Eva screamed in terror.

His sister is Eva. Eva: A Russian vampire and a leader of a resistance outpost that fell to the Nero family. She has snowlike hair that goes down to her shoulders and blue eyes like her sibling Dmitri. She loves her brother and knows more about him than most. She gets captured and held by Primrose. Her powers can manipulate the wind and air.

he added and laughed evilly. "You sick bastard!" Cassandra yelled. "Not really, just a bored vampire," Hecatos said and shrugged. Alekxia lost her focus, and Hecatos found a way to counter her. He held both of her arms, and with her superhuman strength, he punched Alekxia, making her kneeled on the ground, coughing up blood.

I cleared my throat. I went back to my desk and ready to answer her question. " In German folklore: The Alp is a vampire-like creature who visits its victims at night. It wears a cape called a Tarnkappe which is imbued with magical powers". As you can see miss Scott Incubus demons are not human same as the vampire but they can use them to mate with their human prey". My eyes winked at her and her gaze at me became intense. I moved my eyes to her seatmate whose name is Thamer. He's not an ordinary mortal. I think he's hiding something and that's the thing I must find out.

Father lord protect your son, what is happening to me, I stood scarily and made to run upstairs to my room when a heavy wind blew and my door opened automatically and everywhere became dark. I fell scarily on a couch behind me, I began to hear some horrendous sound after some seconds everywhere became bright and what I saw was the most terrifying animal I have ever seen. I felt like I'm watching a horror film. This is a bat in front of me but not just a bat, one side of it was a female vampire's face while the other side was a bat's face. This is damn scary. Father lord help me!. TBC.

“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?”

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

Eva stood there at the edge as the blood made her wet. "I love blood bath", Eva said and smiled. Damon was standing at a distance watching his sheep burn into ashes with people screaming and burning with it. He was freaked until he saw Eva. She was standing in the dark glowing because of the flames near her. She was wet yet warm and she was smiling with blood on her face. The cool breeze that ran near her made her look devilish. Damon couldn't believe that he was watching a human enjoing deaths. Moreover, it was hard for him to believe that it was Eva.

The dim lighting cast shadows across his sharp features, enhancing the undeniable beauty that had always marked him. Valen was a masterpiece of vampire allure. His face, perfectly sculpted, held a quiet but overwhelming intensity. High cheekbones, a strong jawline, and lips that, even in their neutral state, seemed to hold the promise of something dangerous. His raven-black hair fell in soft, controlled waves to his shoulders, framing his face in a way that made it impossible to ignore his piercing crimson eyes. Those eyes, glowing faintly in the dim light, held centuries of knowledge, pain, and fury—yet beneath the coldness, there was something infinitely more dangerous: control. Complete a