Filipino Vampire Novels & Stories

I watched her face as I said that, her brows scrunching in concentration while she processed my words. “That explains why you aren’t pasty like me” she said, wrinkling her nose and looking at her arms. “I mean according to pop culture vampires are pale, hate the sun or die from it, have an aversion to garlic and can be killed by driving a stake through their heart.” Her gray eyes flicked to mine, and she gave me a wry grin. “Don’t worry Cade, I don’t plan on turning into Buffy anytime soon.” I laughed at that and so did she.

They’d made the decision firm when they were in Jodhpur, searching for a vetal that would take over corpses and haunt the souls of the living, begging to pass on from this world to the next. I’d been fairly nonplussed when they’d told me that – the stories about Paris sounded much more pleasant – but I supposed it wasn’t as bad as their travels through the Philippines, tracking a particularly nasty manananggal who was leaving a trail of injured pregnant women behind, who would later give birth to children with grossly deformed faces. They’d told me in gruesome detail about how they’d found the detached bottom half of her body, and how it had dissolved when they’d covered it in salt and garli

I checked around for my phone on the bed but it wasn't there. "Then I have to ask him for it." I said as I moved out of the room. A/N: Hey people!! Veronica got kidnapped by a vampire.!!!!! Is she save or not?. Why did he kidnap her?. Find out in the next chapter. Please vote and comment. Love y'all. Philip

The world was gone—just blood, bruises, cock, and filthy moans in the night. Francesa clawed his back, riding his thrusts, her accent sharp through her cries. “Harder, papi! Fuck me like you kill them—fast, rough. Don’t stop. Break me.” He growled, biting her lip until it bled, licking the red from her chin. His thrusts turned brutal, hips snapping, cock drilling until her legs shook. She screamed, loud, shameless. “¡Sí! Fuck me, papi! Right here, with dead mens watching! You nasty vampire, you love this!”

He took a step back and she landed on the bare floor. "I doubt you know who I am," he spoke without fear. She laughed maniacally, "we, the condemned, have neither fear of the gods nor of man. Tell me, who are you?" He smiled, "I am no man. I am Sebastian Deusdedit, lord of the vampires." She seemed a bit shocked for an instant then her eyes glowed even more. "Even more lovely," she licked blood red lips, "your heart will give us even more power than we have ever had and we will conquer the villages and rip their heart to shreds."

My eyes drifted to the woman and saw her blazing red eyes staring at Jaxon intently. "What are you doing to him?! Stop it!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. I remembered Carter had told me that vampires who were born and didn't undergo transition can acquire unique abilities. And what this woman was doing must be her ability. "Why would I? I am enjoying this," the woman said evilly. Tears formed in my eyes as I witnessed how Jaxon kept on shrieking in pain.

Filippa puffed her cheeks and seriously explained, like someone who had known me all her life. Luna smiled in pride, and the Alpha's lips curved slightly as if to smile, but the smile never appeared on his face, perhaps due to the furious expression on the elders' faces. “Filippa, he's a vampire. And he's likely a spy.” The alpha patiently explained to Filippa as if he were educating and reminding an adult. He picked Filippa up and made her sit on his lap. The elders’ faces turned ugly; somehow, I can't help but think that this is likely not the first time that Filippa has innocently opposed the elders' judgment.

MANANGALS – I took the inspiration behind this from the Manananggal which is a vampire-like mythical creature that originated from the Philippines. Like the above, the rest of the supernatural beings have my own take on things. - I hope this has helped somewhat! Thank you!

With that, he then turned to look at Old Flint before saying, “Not a clue. Do you know what they look like, Old Flint?” “Feral vampires have particularly sharp fingernails that can easily tear through human skin, not unlike a predatory animal’s claws. They’re also reliant on and enjoy drinking blood, so much so that they have a keen sense toward blood!” explained Old Flint. Now understanding that they required blood to live, Ray then asked, “…If they’re as scary as you say, then why are we even looking for them?” Hearing that, neither Gerald nor Old Flint responded. Only Gerald and the old man were allowed to know the reason for now, and until they arrived at the vampires’ territory, the rem

He asked the vendor of Silk. "Itinakbo ng kawatang babae ang aking panundang tela. (A woman had stolen yards of my silk)," says the Filipino vendor. The elite and some Filipinos had learned to understand Spanish but they find it difficult to speak the language. "Una mujer había robado yardas de mi seda (A woman had stolen yards of my silk)" says the neighboring vendor. One of the Filipino folks who knows a little to speak the language had translated it for Estefan.