Fanfic Vampire Novels & Stories

I went over to the desk in my room and started writing, ‘Hey Mom, it’s been a while. I found out a lot over this last week; first, Nick is trying really hard to get me to like him, it’s sweet. Second, he took me to the house of the witches and I discovered that Nicholas is my mate.’ I wipe some of my tears away, ‘A vampire is my mate. How could the Moon Goddess pair me with a vampire? I don’t know what to do, Mom. What about children? Would they be hybrids? I feel like I should tell him but I don’t know if I want to be with him; maybe I should reject him, at least then I’d be free to find someone that I could truly love. I wish you were here to help me, Mom, I need your advice; I don’t have

She opened one eye slightly as she replied, “Laura,” “Laura, I'm Larry, I'm a vampire and you should probably hold on tight and try not to scream, the speed might feel strange but remember I've got you.” She nodded frantically, closed her eyes again, tightened her grip around his neck and bit her lip to keep from screaming as Larry whooshed them out. In a matter of seconds, they were in front of a beautiful condo surrounded with white picket fence and lilies that were almost completely dead. Their once vibrant colors now looked faded.

I stomped back to Lou and asked him exactly what had happened. Sphinx pov My name is Sphinx Elderon, a 28-year-old powerful necromancer, hybrid vampire/lycan fairy who is also a future guardian of the fae. I'm the youngest son of Nyx and McKenna Elderon and I drink blood in order to live. I'm an oddity, like my mother and brother, we are mixed with a fairy's mortal enemy, the vampire. When Alaneo asked me to go to the vampire bar I was curious, I'd never met a vampire before in real life and thought it would be fun. I hadn't realized that us fairies were a delicacy of the bloodsuckers and had to use my magic to clear the dozen or so who were wanting to drain us. It was dumb luck that a sexy

Being a creature of the night, I embraced the warmth of the Lycan Alpha's lips as a harbinger of change—a celestial alignment that defied the conventions of our supernatural realms. In that fleeting moment, I surrendered to the currents of destiny, my lips locking with her in a silent vow that echoed through the ages. The kiss, an ephemeral communion, spoke of a connection that transcended the confines of immortality—a union forged in the crucible of time, where vampire and Lycan found solace in the embrace of each other. Yes. She's a Lycan. A Lycan who was destined to end my life, but even after knowing that, I am still ready to get my life taken if it's her who’ll take it.

“I’m much stronger than you are.” The older vampires are, the stronger they become. A nearly thousand year old vampire would be a formidable enemy. Not impossible to kill, but it will be a brutal battle. “According to that crazy broad, we need you, so I won’t kill you,” Felicity goes on. “But I sure as fuck will make you wish for death.” Dante abruptly lets go and without any warning, he forces me to shift back to human. “I can’t just stand here and listen to her-”

I do not reply immediately but instead use her hand to help myself up into a sitting position, still not letting go. “All my life, the truth has been kept from me” I say. “I thought Sancta was just an old family word. Something used for a contracted bride. But a few days ago I overheard my parents talking. About Sanguinari. About pregnancy. And about my fiancé being one.” I watch her closely for any reaction. Dona Elena moves and comes to stand beside me. “The word was new to me,” I continue. “So I looked it up. Vampire. A Sanguinari is a vampire.”

Lucian moved to my shoulder, biting a fresh, deeper wound and drinking while his hands gripped my hips. They rotated relentlessly. One or two vampires always buried deep inside me, fucking my pussy and ass with immortal strength. Sometimes they double penetrated me, stretching me wide and deep while the others continued to feed. Seraphine rode my face hard, grinding her cool, slick pussy against my tongue while she bit repeatedly into my breasts. Viktor and Damien claimed my ass and mouth in turns, their thick cocks filling me as more and more bites appeared across my body. Bite after bite after bite.

“But I guess we can try to get to know each other a little better-” Before I could finish, he yanked me into his arms. My eyes widened and my face grew hot. I let out a small whimper, which made him loosen his arms around me and I pulled slightly away to look at him. His normally cheerful hazel eyes had changed their color to a darker shade. I gulped. “I said t-try knowing each other first!” I cried out in alarm. My hands flew to his chest to push him away but it was futile. Damn pureblooded vampires!

He tried to run, but managed only one step in the direction of the stairs before falling to his knees, clutching his head, screaming. Aster cocked her head at him, a cold expression on her face, an almost serene smile on her lips. Whimpering softly, the vampire fell over, crumbling into a pathetic little ball. “It’s a shame you won’t live to tell the tale, because I would have send you away with a message--”Aster knelt next to him, “--this is what happens when you touch the ones I love.” She blinked. He didn’t so much explode as disintegrate, and a red mist of blood that was once Armand rained down on them.

IF THE MATE BOND HAS BEEN STRENGTHENED TO NEAR COMPLETION BY CLOSE PROXIMITY BUT NOT COMPLETED A REJECTION MAY CAUSE THE WOLF TO DIE IF IT ISN’T STRONG ENOUGH. This information is a little unsettling, especially the warning at the bottom, I am no werewolf but our connection has been there since she was 7 and has only gotten deeper over the past few months with her shift and everything that has been happening. I then switch to the Vampire book and find the section that I require and then read. (EXTRACTION FROM THE BOOK OF VAMPIRE) REJECTING ONE'S BELOVED - VAMPIRE TO VAMPIRE. This is very rare a Vampire rarely finds their beloved.