Fanfic Vampire Novels & Stories

As fate sisters were explaining, Clotho looked at Ethan and warned him “Ethan it might happen that when you both will face Sandra, Alice can get injured and starts bleeding. You will have to control yourself. You might feel like feeding on her blood but this will weaken her and the fact you are a newly turned vampire once you start feeding on her you will not stop.’ “Don’t worry aunt Clotho. I have never felt an urge to drink blood. I just used to drink thinking it as a juice” Ethan said “It is not that easy Ethan. Alice is a fairy. A fairy and a vampire have a quite unusual bond between them. Though both belong to different worlds, fairy blood attracts vampires, and once a vampire drinks fa

he added, the sweetest smile on his face. But Cyrille was taken aback when the man’s fangs protruded from his mouth, as if in a vampire film, and she became even more terrified. “Now, let me taste you once more, my love...” Cyrille awoke sweating profusely, trying to catch her breath. She can’t believe what she’s been dreaming about. She enjoys everything about vampires, but that was the only time she was scared. “Wait, what was that? Why did I have such a random dream?” She kept asking herself, unable to believe what had happened to her. She felt as if she were in a bureaucratic nightmare that she would never be able to escape, no matter how way too obsessed she is with vampires.

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

There was a flash of light in her eyes as she finished the glass of blood and turned back towards the kitchen. “I’ll make us tea.” Francia was a vampire. They were all vampires. I was surrounded and alone. My heart started to race. Were they in league with that vampire? How long would it be before he found out I was here?

The lycans had turned on him, most likely as a result of the venom the fairy told us about, and he was defending himself. “There is the Vampire King.” Dayanara motioned to the trees. I glanced quickly, not wanting to take my eyes off Darren for long. Finn seemed to be in a similar predicament, only against vampires. “I’ll help him real quick, then circle back to your mate.” “Go ahead and help Finn. I’m getting off here, though.” I didn’t give her any time to respond. I jumped off the griffin, propelling myself toward Darren. I shifted in the air, which was a very unique feeling I wish I could have appreciated.

Their children, Anna Cheyenne and Jacob, had grown into their own, embodying the power and grace of their lineage. Anna Cheyenne, with her striking red hair and piercing green eyes, had always been the more adventurous of the two. She roamed the kingdom with a fierce determination, her laughter echoing through the ancient halls. Her heart, however, was tethered to a vampire named Elias, a noble with a mysterious past. Together, they explored the depths of their heritage, uncovering secrets long buried in the annals of vampire history. Their bond was a testament to the strength of their kind—passionate, intense, and unyielding.

THE VAMPIRE'S WEAKNESS 18+ ~Fucking you is all about me~ ~l know what you're, you not a human but a witch~ ~Am a vampire, you a witch~ ~Am gonna fuck you like one~ **** SCARLETT'S POV.

"Dignity, girl don't play with me. I know the guy you're talking about. It's that hunk who's always coming to the cafe these days. Fuck dignity, friend, if I could get him, I'll do him anytime any day" "He's a vampire" "Wow, kinky" Gracie purred and drank her shot. "This never gets old". "I think I am done. This is disgusting" she said setting her glass down, feeling out of it when a burning tingling sensation broke out over her arm and traveled all over her skin causing her to moan out before she could stop herself.

Her oral skills were highly developed and she came to the group already indoctrinated by the ridiculous revelations of a popular series of "Vampire" stories. They were well written and attracted the devotion of a number of disaffected young people to the romantic elements of vampirism. Lafitte had not hesitated to give the beautiful young girl the fang of creation. His long cock buried in her tight young pussy was treated to her violent changing life-force opening her core to his vampire seed. He had done that on several occasions and he never tired of the stimulation that replenished his sexual energy. Lafitte made a habit of tasting the pretty girl's blood early each morning before the sun

Vivian, weakened and in pain, managed a feeble smile, placing a delicate hand on Damian's cheek in gratitude. In that moment, Eric Damian's heart swelled with profound pity. The thought of losing Vivian's life haunted him, knowing that he had almost succumbed to the belief that she was merely toying with him. The weight of potential loss pressed heavily upon him, a burden he wouldn't have forgiven himself for bearing had Vivian perished. Biting into his hand, Damian extended it toward Vivian's mouth, and she eagerly drew sustenance from his life-giving blood. Her strength slowly returned, and her wounds began to heal, empowered by the regenerative essence of his vampiric blood coursing throu