Fat Vampire Novels & Stories

He quickly shriveled into a withered husk and collapsed on the ground, convulsing. His clouded eyes stared straight at me. "Why... why..." Because fat was conserved. Whatever fat Selina had given him would naturally be taken back. But the weight he had recently lost created a deficit. This deficit was greater than the total fat he originally possessed, so he was completely drained. In the blink of an eye, Selina had swollen into a ball. She looked at me in agony, her lips moving. "What is it... what did you use..." She desperately wanted to know what I had used to bind the system to her.

You know the Fosters. Everyone does. From the beautiful Victorian on the bend. A stone’s throw from the canal. Damon was a policeman, back in the day. Discharged on pension. Went on to become a cardiologist—best one within a reasonable drive. I hear they pay him a fortune.

Fatty quickly swallows his qi regeneration pill and summons his three heads six arms Black wooden armor and prepares for the worst. Fatty Pao silently looks at Azanah with a smile and nods at her like some kind of signal while Azanah’s face is pale and quickly shakes her head in denial.

She was a kind-hearted soul and truly one of a kind which always made me feel lucky to call her my best friend. “You know what? Fuck them. All of them. Fuck Blaze, fuck Noah, fuck Nate, fuck john, and fuck Andres. Like enough! If they want us, let them beg for it” With that said, I lift my plastic Cola cup and fake-toast with Ava as we both down our remaining drinks. ****

Hundreds of Vampires sat around this large wooden table, plates piled high with amazing smelling food. It only made me hungrier. Each plate had something different on it, probably to match each vampire's specific cravings. I felt bad for the slaves that had to prepare all of this three times a day, not to mention filling all of their glasses with blood. Master's looked especially delicious, steak with a side of garlic mashed potatoes, and a big, red apple. I remembered that I used to love when my mother would make mashed potatoes and the apples that she picked from our tree before we ran from the city.

And even I was eager to hear the answer. "It's not a joke. Refrain from using such words in my class. Anyways, it was the death wolf's power. To absorb souls of weak girls to get more power. Some even say, that it absorbed souls of more than a thousand girls in it's lifetime." Can it be? That my mom was one of these girls? But Mrs Fernandes said rejected. I am sure Dad would have never rejected mom. Then why was she near the tree. "Mrs Fernandes? Where is this tree located? Like if this story is true ....it must be somewhere?"

Maybe thinking about the right words to say. “ No, he didn’t got a bite though. He’s real vampire which mean he doesn’t a bite from vampire. He turn into the vampire itself when he turn into 18 years old. Real vampire and bite vampire is different. Real vampire has it special abilities, ” Harley explain everything carefully. Hope it doesn’t drive Adryan crazy. “ So you’re saying that I will turn into vampire once I turn 18 years old and I will have special abilities? Like what? I can fly? Breath forever underwater? Or sleep underground for the entire life?, ” Adryan clearly seem did not believe it.

I said, and he just laughed at me and waved his hand in front of him. "Go on. Just keep asking," he said, and just kept on eating some fries. "How old are you? They said vampires don't age. Is that true?" I asked him, and he laughed so hard, which caught other customers' attention. "Hahaha! What do you think of me? A hundred years old man? Just like in the books? Hahaha, of course, we're aging too, but just not as fast as humans do, and our souls it doesn't die that easily," he explained while wiping some tears of laughter from his eyes.

"Shut up," "But what a waste of an outfit, maybe I should like challenge him to a dual, wait no, he looks stronger than me. You never told me he was below average in the looks department, ugly," "Liam!" "Okay fine, hes more than average," he huffed rolling his eyes, "But don't let him take control of you, show that female power, be Vulan!" "Who the fuck is Vulan," I asked as I walked back to the lounge room, I wouldn't be surprised if he was just gone. This was molto awkward and that's where my Italian skills stopped. Wait, Molto did mean very right?

"Please help me... I can't die..." In that moment, something inside her snapped. A sharp pain eent through her body, starting from her spine and then manifesting outside. Her Bones cracked and shifted, muscles contorted and reformed. She could feel her skin stretching, fur shooting out in its place. Her vision blurred, but she didn't falter. Her transformation was complete in seconds, leaving her not as a human, but as a wolf.