Fanfiction Carmilla Novels & Stories

Tyler stood up and left the living room, leaving me cold and alone with my alive father. "All I want to do is tell you everything, why I faked my death, why you had to fake yours, why Richard wants you." He explains. All the answers? He wants to give me all the information I would kill for. "Fine." I agree briefly. A small smile forms on his face. "Anna when you were a little girl you were special, you have always been special." He explains. "Back about a hundred years ago there were creatures called Lycans-"

On a couch near the fireplace sat a very old wolf in human form, his thin glasses perched neatly on his nose as he read a stack of papers. “Maddox!” Damien’s deep voice broke the silence with a smile on his face. His arms spread wide like he was about to hug the old man. The old man rose slowly, but in a heartbeat, his form blurred and shifted. Bones cracked, fur sprouted, and before me stood a massive wolf, his silver-streaked coat bristling with age and power. Damien’s lips curled into a smirk as he too shifted, his Lycan form towering and regal. He looked magnificent—so magnificent that I forgot to breathe for a moment.

He was a genuinely kind man, never suspecting that his new friend 'Steven' harbored such dark intentions. Later that afternoon, Garett met his pregnant wife on the rooftop. Camilla was feeling particularly needy, her pregnancy cravings growing more eccentric by the day. "My love! I have a craving for camel blood! Will you find some for me?" the vampire woman pleaded. "Camel blood? Come now, Camilla. If you want rat or cat blood, I can manage that. But why a camel? Where would I even find such a thing?" "Please! Just find it for me!"

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

While I was sucking my wife's fingers, her other hand begins to rub my cock, which stirred me up even more. Jessblue is an addiction you can't get enough of, every Bampire’s fantasy. "She tastes magnificent, my love. Now, kiss me.” And she does. The mixture of her orgasm and her blood brings adrenaline to my body. "Thank you for this treat, Candice." "Cameron, the next orgasm she has, you will drink from her neck, and I will allow you to touch her as you feed on her," Candice says before walking back to Jessblue. JessBlue

I ended up deflowering Wilhelmina. I was ashamed and thought I'd perhaps take the secret to my grave. I told her that it would just be a one-time thing. But the crow we eventually met, she knew Rayne and also knew about my curse. She told us that the curse would not be lifted until I had fucked Wilhelmina a 100 times." "What?"Livanna exclaimed with her eyes widened. "You're lying," Briony raged. "He's not," a masculine voice chimed in. Rayne, the shape-shifter, appeared and sat on the last empty seat in the living room.

Camilla gritted teeth, squeezed tears from her eyes, and screamed into her own throat. Then the cavern flared to life while the candles and fiery ring blazed up. Despite her eyes shut, Camilla beheld the eldritch monstrosity clutching her: six eyes within a bulbous head, the lipless mouth full of fangs, a body in black scales, swarthy despite the light, impossibly huge with corded thews set upon a wagonlike chest, and the claws and limbs that held her helpless, cut her skin, violated her body. Her mind fought back madness.

It was at that time that she met Beta Grill and got married to him. Karina, on the other hand, also succeeded in ousting Mary, Camila's mother, from Alpha Cameroon's life and also succeeded in killing her. What both of them never expected was for both kids, Ash and Camila, to inherit their parents mythical genes. When they came to the realization that Camila was a Lycan and Ash was a guardian, they separated them when they were young. Sabrina, being a witch, gave them some food poisoned with herbs that weakened their mate bond.

Camilla grins faintly, her finger gently tapping Karla's nose. “I want a pet, so we can get one.” she says excitedly. Camilla's gaze shifts to me, “Hmm, a four year old and a pet? That doesn't seem like a good idea.” “Oh, okay.” Karla says simply, looking down at the sheets. Okay? So Camilla says no, and it's fine but I say no and it's crying time? Just when I think I could not get more betrayed by my daughter, she surprises me. Camilla cups her face, holding it up. “What pet did you want?”

I would feel exiled the same way my sister was. Miles reached out to touch me but I snapped back, glaring hatefully at him. He sighed, turned on the car’s engine and soon I was driving away in a car with my sworn enemy. This was the origin of my villain story. This was the beginning of the evil Miles had always accused me of. I would live an unloved life, rejected by everyone. But I wouldn't live to see Miles happy with me or anyone else. With blood dripping down onto the soft black leather, I swore silently to become that devil they called Adriana Nox.