Fantasy Male Vampire Novels & Stories

he scratched his head. "It's ok. I understand." "Ok, kitten... Oh and one more thing... Whatever you do don't stare into his eyes." "Why?" "He is not just any vampire, he is a vampire prince and the son of the oldest vampires alive. He has special seductive powers. He can seduce anybody to his bed, you have to be really powerful to resist. His powers work best if the person is naturally attracted to him. He also likes to keep pets. He is a sick fucker," Zander growled.

Hera waking from a nightmare A tall dark muscular male figure stood before me and I could see the red eyes of a very ancient vampire. He brushed my bangs back before presenting me with a tiny black root and told me to carry it within myself until it was ready to sprout. I said whatever creepy old dude.

It was not that I was to forcefully marry and bond with someone but it was the who. King Vampir was ruthless. He was the first vampire, the sire of the whole vampire race. He was not just a vampire but a hybrid, a cross between a witch and vampire, making him as old as the world, rendering him immortal. My stomach turned and I thought I would vomit right there as I continued crawling my way to the door, getting there and standing up only to rush out to the crowd outside, patiently waiting and hoping for their name to be called.

“How would a vampire have gotten a God and Goddess to do his dirty work for him?” “That is what I am going to find out. I think there is more to this. Somehow he has been able to conceal his identity from me which is unusual. I need to figure this out.” The two of us talk for a few minutes more about the happenings of the other realm before I hang up. Putting the conversation out of my head, I close my eyes and try to get some sleep. But one thought keeps plaguing me, keeping my awake. Cash now meets four of the traits. Tall, male, early twenties and most incriminatingly, he is a vampire.

He stared right straight into my eyes. "This blood belongs to a married vampire man, little one." He spoke in his low, baritone voice again, which sent shivers throughout my neck. I gulped. I cannot believe that he is the vampire, but I'm the one who is thirsty for him. Damn. I could never admit that in front of anybody, let alone him. I just sparingly answered 'okay' but I silently cursed at myself for stuttering. He looked at me and smirked again. I swear! Sometime soon, I would have the last laugh. Vlad had an incredible idea of giving me a nickname now after what he did earlier!? I rolled my eyes again and handed him the red flask. As much as he annoys me right now, he still needs to dri

His dark, piercing eyes shone like polished onyx in the dim light, and they were fixed on me with an intensity that made my heart race. His jet-black hair was slicked back, revealing the sharp lines of his angular face, and his full lips curved into a taunting smile that revealed a pair of razor-sharp fangs. He was tall and lean, with an athletic build that hinted at his supernatural strength and agility. Dressed in a cloth that hugged his frame, he exuded an air of elegance and danger that made me both fearful and strangely drawn to him. "Well, well, well," the vampire said in a voice that dripped with malice. "What have we here? A little human, all alone in my castle. How delightful."

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

Harvey pointed to the book and continued: “Vampires are the most loyal and highly intelligent species in the world, they mate for the first and only time with their mate. The male usually gives the female his blood to drink to nourish the fetus in the female's abdomen. The fetus that is nourished by the blood of the turbid breed who is also the biological father will grow up healthy and can mature normally, thereby creating a new generation of Vampires.” “Females during pregnancy often lose consciousness and only act on instinct and those females can only stay close to their partner, their partner is also the male - the father of the child in the womb has given them blood. Females have a fea

"And regarding his urge of blood, if he could control near you, it's great. But remember this is a long process. Don't ever think of having sex. A vampire senses will be heightened during that process and he will lose control on himself. Fine, I will leave you alone then" While he was leaving, "Chill Boss! I have a lovely partner", he boosted through the mind link. Beau chuckled!!

The bell rang as a new vampire entered the shop, and for some reason, I decided to see what had just walked in. He was tall. He ran his hand through his seemingly naturally waved back, medium length black hair as his eyes scanned the shop. His eyes were a deep emerald green, a color that I had rarely seen in the other vampires that come in here. He even had a sharp jawline that nicely framed his face. Yet another vampire that could easily show up any human man. "What can I interest you in today?" The pet master spoke to him with the line I had already heard 60 times today.