Fantasy Vampire Novels & Stories

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

“You bitch! Who are you? Do you know who I am or who I work with?” “No! I really don’t care. If you see one monstrous, blood sucking Vampire you seen them all. I am nobody.” “Your dead that is what you are!” He again lunges for her but fakes her out and grabs her by her beautiful, long, curly red hair. Then throughs her across the small lot toward the other wall and trash bins. He chuckles as he did it and wipes his mouth. Damn she made me bleed. No one makes me bleed. He then takes off running to finish the red hair thorn in his back.

(Elijah) Elijah was correct to wait for my decisions, after all this is a big contemplations for anyone, especially in the world of medieval era fantasy as Fantasma. On normal occasion, in any kingdom in Fantasma a normal actions that should be taken by a leader of a nations of perhaps anyone in that involved in the war, against each other the losing side, will naturally should and will be receiving any type of actions that the winning side will incur on them, including genocide. But in this case, it was concerning a race, Vampires is a race, but right now, the vampires that were in this context, cannot be fully said that they were a true and full blooded Vampires, they were turned into a va

"Yes! Kill her, my bloodthirsty little servant!" "Give her to me!" She could only turn to stare up at Nicholas again, her vision blurring and distorting as her head continued to swim. Battling between reality and unconsciousness. The vampire simply stared her down. Gazing at her drained and almost lifeless expression. Hearing those sluggish and slowing heartbeats. Her wheezing breaths. There was so much blood pooling somewhere close by. He could feel the potent scent of it. Its mouthwatering aroma. He wanted to slurp it. Lick every last single drop of it. It smelled so incredibly delicious. Unlike anything he'd ever smelt before.

The warmth of his blood spills from the wound, but before darkness can claim him, a cold rush fills his veins, a sensation both alien and intoxicating. He opens his eyes to see her—the creature that has sealed his fate. Her beauty is otherworldly, her eyes a deep, fathomless black, reflecting the night sky. Her hair, dark as a raven’s wing, cataracts down her back, and her lips, stained with his blood, curl into a smile. She is Matilda, daughter of William the Conqueror—the first of their kind, an Original Vampire, the progenitor of a race that will haunt the world for centuries to come.

, they urged him to speak. "Uhmm I read a lot of fantasy books and a vampire is a mythical creature that drinks blood. They also have the power to erase memories. What your servant said matches with the description of a vampire. But they aren't real". "but the beast is obviously real, it might be a vampire as you said, most fiction come from a place of truth. I will inform my uncle, he is one of the council members. Thanks for informing us Theodore". Lord Fife said. The other men looked at Theodore with a new eye of appreciation and they all crowded him so he could tell them more about vampires.

Taking her free hand, I watch Fulton take Sydney off to the other side, where the fire will be to lay their burning sticks down. “Wanna explain?” Merrick asks as we lean down with our fire. “Dude, apparently a vampire thing just happened to me. It only happens to vampires. What are the chances that Mom or Dad or even both aren’t actually my parents?” I blurt out. I trust Merrick with my life; I know for a fact he will help me no matter what life throws our way.

I asked "I was punished for trespassing this land and I promised my life time, instead of being killed." She said "Where is this place and why can't I escape." I asked getting a little bit scared of not being able to go home forever. "This is the empire of vampires. Vampire realm. It is covered with a magical force field, which will not open unless he wants you to do so and once you do. You will drop died." My new maid said. "Wow, he is indeed evil." I said

She was tall and slender, and yet you could see the muscles hiding just below the emerald silk of her extraordinary gown. “She should have been killed on sight!” exclaimed another voice, and I turned towards it, the male vampire having almost the same features as Victoria; only he was rather plump, and his face was partially covered by an unkept beard. Suddenly many of the vampires stood from their seats, turning towards me in fury with their fangs pressing into their bottom lips. Silas stood mimicking their aggressiveness as he moved to block me from the reach of the undead creatures. Vincent was suddenly beside me, he had moved faster than the blink of an eye to get between me and them, an

The vampire is like a man who is very greedy and wants everything that belongs to him, something that is not his own will be robbed so that it is owned by him, whether it be people or things. People who fought for so many years didn't change anything, Vampire still grew and grew more, they couldn't even grow old, what about the weaknesses people found? Can they help? The answer is no.