Ff Exo Horror Vampire Novels & Stories

He then glanced at me before adding, “She’s dead already, so I don’t see why you can’t have a little fun.” What happened afterward was a thing of nightmares. Felix’s face—I never saw anything like it. His eyes became completely black and his teeth were suddenly elongated. It reminds me of when I saw him feeding off that old woman in the alleyway. I stepped back until my back hit the cupboards behind me and Felix lunged at Jay. The two of them started fighting in the most surreal way. Vanessa looked at me and dropped the wineglass. She took my arm and started dragging me into the living room.

“Look here are the bottles you smash into the vampires or submerge your weapon in when attacking. I labeled them, and they are Purple V for the vampires. Green Z for Zombies are what I used to help at least subdue them. However, I don't know how effective it may work on them due to their makeup.” “Amber that is terrific. I looked up some information my good friend Marco had provided me about attacking them. He said chopping off their head and burning them has been working so far. However, he told me they are very strong, very resilient, and seem driven by orders.” Alex adds while examining her bottles of mixtures she had put together.

I wouldn't let that happen now. My whole body morphed into my vampire self. My eyes turned into a bright glowing red colour. My canines sharpened and my nails grew longer. I whipped my head towards Maya one last time to make sure she was safe before bolting down with the sole purpose to attack that damn creature. The wind rushed through me, my feet dug on the dirt as I was skillfully making my way through the thick trees. His pestering odour grew stronger and stronger meaning I was getting closer.

"Hah! Yeah, right. Come on, everyone is afraid of something." "Not me." "Look, if it makes you feel any better, I'll even tell you my biggest fear." Harley laughed quietly through her nose. "You're a five hundred year old vampire, I highly doubt there is much on this mortal plane that can scare you." "It may seem like that, but I can assure you it's not the case." "Alright then, I guess I could tell you mine if you tell me yours." "Deal… but you first." "Okay, the truth is that I'm afraid-"

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.

Jake immediately pinned the cross on himself before continuing to speak. "Then we are actually in danger. Imagine if there were more people like Vincent Cox; then we would never leave the house again!" Jake said, describing the feeling of horror that enveloped him. Emma still had a sullen face. "I don't believe in ghosts," Emma said wide-eyed. "Vampires are not ghosts, Missy. He is a blood-sucker creature."

The dream played out like a surreal tapestry of anguish, each frame etching a painful image in Xander's subconscious. Chassy, refusing to yield, rallied against the vampire's onslaught. Bloodstains marred her fur, a testament to the sacrifice she endured for the pack. In the dream, Xander's silent pleas for Chassy's safety reverberated, but he remained a captive observer, unable to shield her from the onslaught.

Well, one with enough juice to stop an elephant. “What the fuck?” the last vampire standing cries. His hair is slicked back and he’s wearing a leather jacket, looking so cliché it annoys me. The vampire shoved into my magical defense system slumps to the ground, knocked out cold. Binx and Pandora shadow around the other vampire and he snarls, slashing his fangs through the air as he charges at Pandora. In spirit form, my familiars are only corporeal when they want to be. And right now, Pandora very much wants to be the shadow she’s appearing as.

They did not say anything but helped me up. "Get me the prince," I said. "Please get me, Xavier." Fear gripped me to death when the bleeding became more serious and intense. The last thing I saw was Maria standing in a corner with her hands over her chest with the same fear written all over her face. - Giselle - There was something off about the drink Kira offered to me though I could not tell what it was but my instincts greatly told me so and I listened to it. Before she passed me the drink, I tried using whatever power I might possess to exchange the contents in both cups and amazingly, it worked.

I fight the urge to scream. “I don’t know if you remember, Princess Esther, but this is called a ghost orchid," he motions towards my wrists with his head, and then points at a cup on the table. "It’s something that makes stubborn vampires like you obedient. We dipped the cloth in it before binding you. Every time you move, you will feel the burn.” Dominic growls from inside the bubble. “I’m going to kill you, Felix,” he growls over and over again. “Finally,” Felix sighs. “Some reaction, Edmund.”