First Vampire Story Novels & Stories

, I announce, throwing open the cupboard to get my cheerios cereal. "Hey cupcake, sleep well?", he responded, his eyes still glued to the newspaper. From his still shaggy hair and sleep swollen eyes, I could tell he had just rolled out of bed and had come down for his usual coffee fix. The house still seemed very empty with just the two of us. My mum had died three years ago, during an uprising by the vampires in the city. She had been staked to our backyard tree and left to burn when the sun rose, because she had married my dad, a human. My mum was a vampire, a made, not a pure blood, and she had been brutally killed by a sadistic bunch of fuckers who believed that humans were lower than th

“What? When?” "Don't know." Kahn shrugs. “The… creature said a name. Thrax.” I stare at Kahn. It means nothing to me. “Okay, and?” “He is believed to be the first vampire. The father of their kind.” “Wasn’t it Vlad the Impaler?” I ask flippantly. Kahn rolls his eyes at me. “Don’t be ridiculous. Vampires are older than that.” He peers at me with his red eyes. The vampire hasn’t fed yet, and he’s hungry. “Are you even able to have this conversation?”

It also belonged to the very first vampire. The one who ruled all of them until he was seduced and killed by a very eager female who only wanted the power that came with the crown. The female burst into flames the moment she touched the sword. These were all stories Anna had never heard before since they formed part of Vampire history and a lot of people thought they were just myths.

Alice felt a pang in her chest, but she wasn’t angry at Clarisse for doing so. "The mystery of why my original life cursed Elijah has been answered. To make the story short, you’re looking at the first vampire that ever existed. I was a creature born from humans’ fear, fueled by constant fear of the unknown, I would never cease to exist. At least, that was what I thought. One day I found two children dying from an epidemic. I was a creature of fear, I couldn’t help them without a consequence. They became turned vampires as we know now, but they were much more docile. They never killed anyone. One day, I met Elijah. We had a relationship, and I ended up telling him the truth but hiding the tr

I hoped she wouldn't creep out and tell the whole city because her mother was the sheriff. "Hope,"I began. "I am a vampire, and so is Solomon." Solomon shifted uncomfortably in his seat. I knew I had just messed up his chance with her. And part of me liked it. "We were born in 1003 AD and became the first vampires in 1020 AD", I explained. Hope sighed and massaged her forehead with her fingers. It was too much for her, and I didn't expect less. "So you guys are over a thousand years old?"she asked after some moment of silence.

In some cultures the dead were buried facedown to prevent them from finding their way out of their graves. The modern incarnation of vampire myth seems to have stemmed largely from Gothic European literature of the 18th and 19th centuries, about the time vampire hysteria was peaking in Europe. Vampiric figures appeared in 18th-century poetry, such as Heinrich August Ossenfelder’s “Der Vampyr” (1748), about a seemingly vampiric narrator who seduces an innocent maiden. Vampire poems began appearing in English about the turn of the 19th century, such as John Stagg’s “The Vampyre” (1810) and Lord Byron’s The Giaour (1813). The first prose vampire story published in English is believed to be John

My eyes scanned over the words but I knew them by heart. The story of how the ancient created the first of his children. The first vampire. My heart went out to him at how lonely he was. It made me feel as if we were kindred spirits, even if I was seen as an inferior creature. I skipped the part about how his son’s bride died. I read it once and that was more than enough for me. I couldn’t read about that sadness again. The story tells of how the ancient loved his grandchild so much that he didn’t want anything to happen to him.

Adrian mumbled asking Alexis to stay calm. Alexis slowly nodded her head. “I promise to stay calm, Adrian. Just tell me.... it won't be a problem for me tho...” Alexis mumbled promisingly there. Adrian slowly drew closer to Alexis. Then stretched out his right palm to hold Alexis's palm there. “Alexandra was the first woman in my past, Alexis… her full name is Alexandra H. Wilson, the first woman to become a vampire hunter in 1840. I met Alexandra in 1838. She was a brave, friendly woman, and also beautiful. When we first met, she even knew that I was actually a vampire. But she didn't kill me, she protected me. At that time, I was still a vampire who was angry with the world. You could say,

Lark was quietly drinking alcohol mixed with blood as he stood on their terrace and stared into the distance. But that blood wasn’t random because it even went through his family’s laboratory that was based in England. They are a race of vampires that came from Europe. They only came here to the San Roque area because of a prophecy that their older generation of vampires believed. According to a prophecy, a girl will be born with a rare kind of blood inside her body and she will be the key to awaken the king of vampires, Damien, his uncle. Because King Damien was his father's brother.

The girl twitched a little in his arms, barely able to hold her head as she pulled back to look up at him. "I...uh..." His brows knitted together, curiously peering down at her as he observed that conflicted look on her face. That mild blush in her cheeks. "What is it?" She hesitated for a moment, nervously biting her lower lip as she stared up at him from beneath those half-closed eyelids. "I-Is it possible for me to get pregnant now?" He smiled, "Nope. Humans are not made for procreation with vampires. Vampire semen is way too strong for a human egg. It will destroy it before it could fertilize it," he explained, earning himself a rather odd look from her.