Fantasy Books About Vampires Novels & Stories

They settled on the floor with her head on his shoulder; this time, with no headrest. "I think I've read up to half of it," she told him, skimming through the pages. The book was quite thick. "The vampire lord and his immortal empress," he read out the subtitle, "I thought they were both immortals?" "Yes but he was a vampire and though vampires can live forever, they can be killed but she, she was blessed by the moon goddess and so, she couldn't be killed. Whenever she is killed, she just wheezes back to life," she explained.

The moonlight shining down on the pages illuminated the words in a way that made them seem to come alive. Without thinking, Verena sat down in the nook by the window and used the full moon as her light. She began to read from the book. "Seriona," she read the name written as the title of the first chapter. The story was captivating, and she was drawn in by the tale of werewolves. It was about a pack, led by their king, Lucas, who were cursed by a powerful witch named Seriona to only be alive inside the book. They were inside their own world where they could no longer harm humans, and the world was called Lunaria. The tale sent shivers down her spine; it was so wonderfully written, and the em

She had married Eric's colleague, and now our two shops were side by side. Our kids ran back and forth between our places. Jenny and I would sit on the rattan chairs out front while watching the sunset. "Do you still remember those three?" she suddenly asked. I thought for a moment and nodded. "I heard the vampire died alone in his castle. He kept calling your name until the end. The werewolf never marked anyone else and died in exile. As for the elf, he went somewhere far away and never came back." I was quiet for a while. "It's all in the past," I said.

“I never paid attention to the stories because I didn’t believe they were true. I do remember that vampires live on the blood of humans, not their flesh.” “Wadim change himself,” she said. “He eats flesh. He is…how to say... mute?” She shook her head with obvious frustration as she struggled for the right words. “Mutant,” I said. “Wadim is a mutant vampire?” I couldn’t believe my own words. “Yes… mutant. Wadim mutant himself and others. Now they drink blood and eat flesh.” “I saw pigs when they brought me here. What are they for?” I asked.

I wish the gods or ancestors or whoever was in charge of this distribution will look down on me and grant me the gift of gab so I can convince the rigid elders of my kingdom to grant me permission to leave. I wish I could just send out the royal servants to find but it'd be a waste of manpower. Even with their keen senses the task seems almost impossible. Sarah's is in an entirely different world. I'm not sure how I'm going to find her but I know there'll be something to guide me through this mess when I open the history books in the palace. There has to be a reference, Sarah can't be the only irresponsible vampire in history. SARAH'S POV. The room looked very basic and I liked it. I guess t

She learned nothing new from books dating back to the 19th century at the oldest. She found the book she wanted not in a library. It was crammed in piles of one of the Block 71’s book vendors. A dilapidated book–with pages torn–containing ancient tales. The bookseller elf, in a gown, asked for a book so thin a price that nearly forced her soul out of her body. “A dirty secret vampires don’t want to see another daylight,” she laughed.

Some vampires wanted to go home, only coming to Earth to find their mates. "Is it like the books?" I asked. Sebastian hummed, leading me to the couch, wrapping me in the throw of a blanket. "Is what like the books?" he kissed my forehead. "Bergarian? Is it like the books they put in the human houses?" Sebastian leaned back to study my face. "Mostly yes, about the foliage, the things that live there, out in the open. Faes, pixies, dragons, shifters of all kinds, yes."

I uttered and immediately left their table even though I heard their laughter. It's not fun. If I'm not mistaken, they're vamps…vampires! My head's gonna explode in no time. First the goddess itself and her magic, second, the wolfy stories—or rather me as a wolf. And now this? Vampires? In the middle of the afternoon? Aren't they supposed to be hiding, far from the sun? This information is hard to process. Fantasy stories turned out real? Who the hell would think that?! I'm slowly losing my sanity right now, I swear!

com - "Femme Fatale: The Queen Of Chess" (Has similar tech-mafia themes as that was my favourite plotline personally in contemporary romance I'd suggest to give it a read.) "Bitten By A Loveless Noble Vampire" (Is a wonderful dark medieval romance with vampires and other mythological stuff. I love how gory and dark it is with the utmost sexual tension between the duo.) "Criminally God" (Is a Male Lead book with a system, demons and a vampire main character. I was inspired by Eoin Colfer and fused his style with my own and in fantasy genre.)

He refused to believe in supernatural beings before despite the strange things that happened to him and his constant nightmares, but now that he was here right before one, there was no way to deny that fact. The side of her lips lifted a bit. “What do you think?” He didn’t say anything. From all the mythical books he had read, only dark creatures had red eyes, and the most famous were… vampires. What was more peculiar was he had dreamt about them before. In his dreams, everything felt real. It was like something about them kept on haunting him. “A demon or a vampire?” He didn’t want to know but he needed to. “Both.” His jaw clenched. He wanted to believe that this couldn’t be real, but altho