Female Vampire Books Novels & Stories

"Here. Look at this chart below. It will tell you everything you need to know." I pointed to the bottom of the page in an attempt to distract myself from saying or doing something stupid. I'd had my share of sexual escapades, but no female caused me to feel this nervous. Her laughter could make even the coldest of hearts break. It's as if I lost all sense of rational thinking when she's around me. Gwen held the book in her hands and continued to read. “‘Red eyes indicate that vampires live on human blood and have recently drank from a human.’”

"Yes, I was worried, but the blood moon doesn't affect female vampires as much as the males. That's why there are always more male vampire rogues than female ones. Males are more primal to start with, more violent, more cold, more susceptible to give in to the bloodlust. Zachary was also a little more protected because I am already pregnant." We were just standing and talking, watching the kids play with Phoenix and Sebastian. The next thing I hear is an ear-piercing scream coming from Scarlett and see her running towards Phoenix who is now laying on the ground, I pull out of Dominic's arms and run towards them as well when I feel a pinch in the top of my arm. I stop running, look down, and

But I had caught her reading a book every now and then. "The books here are thousands of years old," I told her. "You can pick whatever you want, Love." We went our separate ways, searching for books that I thought would have useful information that would help Mikhail. I never let her get out of sight though. I saw the book she picked up and I saw that it was about fayes. A shy smile grew on her face. She wanted to know more about her kind. I found a book on vampire venom and thought it would be useful. I decided to not check out these books. It was easy because the library was empty just then. I put them in a bag so no one would see the titles of the books.

It wasn’t clear to me why I felt a twinge of guilt, just seeing it. “Chasing down the Vampire. Stopping the reign of blood.” She read, pointing to the title, and subtitle. “Oh. What’s it about?” I asked, a little awkwardly. “It’s a vampire who suddenly went crazy after tasting blood for the first time.” She replied, and I scoffed. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” I said, snatching the book from her hands.

Usually, she'd have been cursing at them but today she was grateful that they weren't paying enough attention to notice her. The daylight stung her eyes but she was in too much of a haze to care. She only stopped moving when she reached the cemetery. It wasn't a planned destination, she had no specific place in mind when she had fled the house, somehow she'd just found her way there. All she wanted to do was get as far away as possible before she lost control and did something that she would regret. It was a completely foreign feeling, craving blood but she knew something was up the second she inhaled Mason's scent and found herself thinking about his blood. Vampires didn't crave the blood o

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

She ignored my question. Without warning, she lunged forward, grabbing my hair and twisting my neck to a side before burying her fangs inside my neck. A blood curdling scream escaped through my lungs and she clutched my mouth roughly. She was a vampire, she was so much more stronger than me and I was aware of that. But I had to fight back, I had to do something, anything. With another muffled scream, I tried to lean away from her as she kept sucking my blood, completely draining me. " I hate you and your presence so much that I had to stop myself from ripping your heart out every fucking time you lay your filthy hands on him." She kept rambling as I broke down on the floor, clutching my neck

No wonder some people get addicted to it. The memory of what happened last night makes me shudder, and I try not to think of those men's threats. Now I just want to enjoy being alone for the first time in a while, so I go down to the library and search for something to read. There's an entire shelf dedicated to novels about vampires, which is amusing to find inside a vampire's library, so I pick one called Carmilla and settle down in an armchair. I'm ten pages into it when the door opens abruptly.

As we were walking back to our room, Red suddenly ran into a girl who was wearing reading glasses. "I'm sorry," he apologized as we helped her collect her books. "It's all right," the woman said. She looked like someone who enjoyed studying, was petite, had two braids on each side of her shoulders, and wore thick reading glasses. Looking at her ID lace, I could tell she was a vampire. "We'll assist you in carrying these books." I smiled at her and reached for her books, but Red suddenly stopped me and asked the girl. "Are you one of our classmates?" Red asked with a sneer. I know Red is annoyed with our classmates, and the girl also feels Red's annoyance with her.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.