Fantasy Vampire Book Series Novels & Stories

He was too lenient in tormenting me, unlike what he did to Danrious. Perhaps he's so furious with Kaelyn because she's Tita Rose's daughter from his first marriage. I walked down the hallway, carrying the books I borrowed from the library. The final exams are approaching, and even though I might be a vampire, I still need to study to interact with people. I looked at my arm, which was growing pale, with my green and violet veins prominently visible. Glancing at the clock as I passed by, I realized it was already morning, and I needed to hurry home.

The wind’s howl is a lullaby. “So do you believe me now?” Alec asks. I lick my cracked lips. “What you did… it’s not normal.” The clouds part, and moonlight shines down on us. Alec’s eyes have turned hazel again, but I know I didn’t imagine the red. “I…” I can’t finish my thought. To say that I believe he’s a vampire would be like admitting I’m crazy. I shake my head. “Everything is just happening so fast. Coming here. The Selection. Alice. Heather. The… thing I can do.” My breath catches. “And it all started with my dad.”

His large, light brown eyes opened wide, and as she watched him, they changed color to a light green. Caitlin sat up straighter, and saw that her glass of red wine was still full. She took a sip, and it warmed her. She hadn’t eaten in a while, and went right to her head. She saw the other plastic glass sitting there, and she remembered her manners. “Can I pour you some?” she asked, then added, nervously, “that is, I mean, I don’t know if you drink—” He laughed. “Yes, vampires drink wine, too,” he said with a smile, and came over and held the glass while she poured.

Firstly, I would like to thank you all for reading and being patient with me. It has been decided that the vampires and the dragons will each have a series of their own continuing from their books in this series. I would also like to apologize because as I revised the book, I realized that most of the time instead of writing Areli, I wrote Alina which must have been confusing for some of you.

The ring on her finger burned with power. Lucien grabbed her arm. “We need to leave. Now.” Cael tilted his head. “She’s not going anywhere.” Because from above them, the stairwell collapsed. Stone. Fire. Darkness. And Alya Roth? She was trapped in a tomb with two vampires. One who swore to protect her. And one who used to rule her. ~~~~~

The woman is still sound asleep, I undress her, i need her dress, as mine tore when i shifted, i bite her neck and drain as much blood as quickly as I can. I bite my wrist and put it to her mouth just so she heals and no one knows she was killed by a vampire, I then get Nova to dig a hole, bury her and put her dress on. This is it, I need to find my mate, I head back toward the town and pick up his scent, following it away from the town. I travel until dawn, I'm getting tired, I need to rest, but Nova is getting antsy, this tells me my mate is near, she is running circles in my head.

Laurence's POV: I sat up slowly in bed, I could feel the sun setting off in the distance as it was now dusk. I spent most of the day transforming into a vampire. I could still feel my body aching from the transformation I took on after an impact of a car crashing into me. A vampire had saved me last night. I let out a small moan as my fangs exposed and hunger struck me. I looked over at the sleeping vampire next to me and visualized him telling me his name, Silas Rosario. I could imagine him ordering off his phone for maids to bring us a bottle of blood. My eyes flickered to the straight jacket I had once been in as a human. I slipped my hands into my maker's pocket and pulled out his phone,

My mind was a chaotic mess. Vampires. Wolves. Royal Academy. My father, Harold, being murdered. It felt like I was trapped inside a supernatural horror novel, and somebody had forgotten to hand me the script. And worst of all, Daniel. My sweet, fiercely protective Daniel. Was his father really one of the cold skinned monsters they were talking about? Was he one of them? "You know, if you keep staring at the ceiling like that, your neck is going to freeze up." A deep, smooth voice suddenly broke through the silence of the corridor.

She felt as if she were outside of herself, looking down, and she became more and more confused. She read. And read. And read. Finally, it hit her like a lightning bolt: this book, it was hers. Her journal. The journal of a teenage girl. A story of coming of age. Of going back in time. Of falling in love with a man named Caleb. Of having a daughter named Scarlet. Of becoming a vampire. She wondered if she were losing her mind. Was this some sort of practical joke? Some sort of fantasy she’d had as a young girl? What was it doing here? How did her grandmother have it? And why was she only drawn to open it now, at this time?

He enlightened her. "Breed? There are breeds? Aren't you all the same?" Adrianna was dumbfounded to know that vampires have different breeds. He got up and went to grab a book from his shelves, and hand a heavy book to Adrianna. "This will help you because I am not good at explaining things and facts." Said Alaric. Her palms touched the cover of the book which looked antique and royal. She read the title 'Vamoose', called Vampire in latin. "You didn't tell me you have kids." Alaric asked her.