Fanfiction Vampire Novels & Stories

As she waited, she began to remember how all of this started. It all started with a raging headache on her wedding day, which led her to becoming the wedding day vampire, before she discovered a magical world she was now a part of, and her getting married to Derick, and finally conceiving baby Jennifer. How will this story end? Well, the real truth is that it never does, the life of a vampire is eternal and goes on forever. There is no end, but we can still allow a little pause. The End. Special note from the author:

She whispered and seductively flaunted her fangs. " Fuck.." I uttered and she laughed. " Why would Aiden date a vampire ?" I asked, still struggling to free my hair from her grip. " Ooh.. you don't know. Aiden is such an idiot. Your lover boy is a bloody vampire. You suck." She said and let go of my hair. " What?" I asked. " Aiden's a vampire."

Push harder, Alexandra. I muttered, bringing my power forward as I reached out to break the last barrier over them, revealing a sinister presence that had me releasing a small gasp. Violence poured out from them as well as bloodlust. They were feral, inhuman creatures that seemed to possess more than a longing for blood. "Vampires...They have vampires...and not the normal kind. They seem to have been altered by magic to be more violent..." I spoke up, earning multiple curses from my friends and family.

He was hungry for it, yet it didn't smell nice to him. Damien moved in the dark towards the main city, searching for one's blood that would satisfy him. He was nearing the main city when a hoard of people beleaguered him. They weren't humans. Most of them had odd-coloured hair and white eyes. They were Whigans. Whigans were beings that transitioned from humans to vampires. Those creatures had everything a normal vampire had, except a human form. When humans transform into Whigans, they lose their ability to retain their human physique forever

He would lose himself in this woman. How the hell had he gotten to this point? The world had turned upside down, or he truly had moved past Pebbles. He stiffened in her arms; the thoughts of Pebbles had deflated him. Vica seemed to know what was going on because she bit into his neck. Lucian had never been bitten by another Vampire. He moaned as she sucked on his neck. His hands moved to her ass, pulling her closer. When he moved her, he noticed that she had undone his pants.

I told him. A scoff left his mouth before he turned on his eyes. God, he should thank his stars that I am actually locked away here or else, I would have made sure he got the worst day of his life for scoffing at me. Rather than worrying about the guard did to me, I sat upright, wondering why Gaby had sedated me into a deep sleep and also, what do they want to do with me? For as long as I remember, vampires don’t take werewolves blood because of the connection between them, and same applies to werewolves.

"Wait. What do you mean illegimate blood?" "Eleanor was killed by this lovely friend of mine whom I trusted. And, I was killed from the fact my wife was no longer alive. You are not the blood of me and my wife. You are the blood of my friend and me." The statement of The First Vampire left me baffled. "You slept with your friend!? You cheated on your wife?" "I was drugged and bound by magical and divine restraints and under the influence of magic." "Wow! That's some effort to sleep with a married man. Who's this friend of yours?"

It was an exquisite torment, a dance of surrender and yearning. The vampire's fangs, unveiled like secrets shared between lovers, gently pierced her supple flesh. A sigh, laden with pleasure rather than pain, escaped Amira's lips, as if embracing a hidden union that bridged the realms of darkness and desire. It was a union forged in the alchemy of their souls. With each languid pull, the vampire savored the intoxicating elixir that flowed forth, mingling his immortal essence with her vibrant life force. The exchange was not solely sustenance but an enchanting pas de deux, a symphony of passion interwoven within their intertwined destinies.

We don't know the actual plan he has for them or what he does to them but all I know is I just keep gaurd. Mind my own fcking business and stay out of sight. The last thing I want to do is give this motherfucker a reason to make me his next bed pet. Vampires are notorious for sleeping with multiple partners. And we even sometimes get soulmates. Not doing things like this. Frustration flows through me while thinking of mates and love I shove both hands through my long black hair with silver and purple highlights running through it. My ice blue eyes are burning from exhaustion.

Glenn asks. The vampire shakes his head. “We don’t take sex as seriously as other creatures do. My bride has several lovers of her own.” “And where are they?” “Wondering where she is,” Alhora says and laughs. I roll my eyes and shake my head at Glenn. Vampires are built differently. The nymph gives up on us and makes her way over to Zael. “Vampires are cold.” “It’s me or nothing for you tonight.” She presses her nose into Zael’s neck and inhales deeply. “You’ll do.”