Fred Vampires Novels & Stories

He stood up immediately and hurriedly took a deep bow. "Adrik." The silhouette ignored his son on the ground and gazed intently at Adrik, who wasn't in the least surprised at his sudden appearance. "Vlad." Adrik's lips arched up and he gazed at the silhouette that was known as the one and only Vlad the Impaler, the strongest and ruler of all vampires. His entire body was draped in a black cloak, and his dark raven short hair matched his pitch-black eyes, which complemented his pale skin and gave him the appearance of a young man.

Catrina smile at him then return her focus to the teacher. Rudolf was in his room like every other day in his life doing what he always does and that is to drain the blood of the servants and leaving them cold, as cold as ice. He has become ruthless, arrogant and wicked. " life will not be fair to you if you choose to be good" this is his new motto. He was drinking the blood of the last human servant who was unaware that her masters are vampires when he received a massage on his phone from his friend telling him that Catrina has resume school. He drain her and left her cold (dead).

Alessia will not casually spill Federico's secret of being an immortal vampire to anyone—let alone the dumb mortal girl who dares to force herself into Federico's home. But Federico does not nod or even look grateful at Alessia. In fact, his brow is beginning to droop low—almost as if he is displeased. "Hailey is my possession. You are not break what is mine," Federico replies. Alessia laughs without any joy. "You can find another servant to replace her. She isn't worth keeping when she's already so defective." Then Federico does the unimaginable. He walks up to Hailey and grabs her by the wrist. The poor, idiot girl startles, but Federico has supernatural strength—one of the perks of being

I was about to yell at him when I saw Alexander lift my dad who was still unconscious in his arms. "Don't hurt him!" I yelled as he looks at me. “don't you think it's too late for that? Next time, behave" he shot back before disappearing out of sight again .I was about to start crying and hurling curses when David spoke. “He's taking him back, he will be fine . just calm down.” he mumbled . This is what I hate about Vampires. They never have any remorse or regret. I kept silent as he guided me back inside. Franklin was waiting for us near the staircase.

Dennis, who spent his entire time in The Unknown, and had never encountered Shadow or Shadow’s people, failed to understand why. Vilfredo couldn’t help but laugh. “Right. Damn her and her underlings.” He clenched his fists. “If my calculation is correct, the T-Vir is on the brink of collapse.” “Then, this blizzard makes sense. I know one person who is capable of doing this.” Freddie looked at Vilfredo and Ferdinand in a meaningful gaze simultaneously. “Blue Bunny,” Vilfredo called the name that he hated so much. “My rival.” He hated the man so much. Despite lacking a mana density in the Underworld, the man was still far superior to him. He was profound in handling his power as if he practice

"And what are those?" "First, the Vladers. They are the type of vampires who possesses mind reading. They are the strongest type of vampire so they are the first. You can only tell if Vlader is a vampire if they have bloodshot or red eyes. They lead the other vampires so don't try to fight them or you will be the first to die. And don't approach them, they'll know what you're thinking," Then Vlader is the man of my dreams. The strongest type of vampire. Strongest of all vampires. But… the vampire I dreamed about was not real!

she said softly. I smiled as I felt the twins moving, trying to ignore the nausea and craving for odd foods. I looked at Serena, her presence a comforting anchor. "That means so much to me, Serena." I said, squeezing Serena's hand. Just then, the door opened, and Dr. Frost entered. He was a 5'10" older vampire who still looked like he was in his mid-20s. His blue scrubs and coat contrasted with his youthful appearance, and his sneakers squeaked as he approached the bed.

, Jacob's uncle said, leery. "As her guardian and all". "On the first day of your coming?", Jacob mocked. "You couldn't wait to see your guardian daughter that bad". "I figured two birds with one stone", He shrugged lightly, his well set shoulders bunching up at the motion. He didn't look like over a million years old now. Too bad he hasn't keeled over and died. Most vampires never looked their age. The pure bloods of course. I bet little Miss Slut was a pure blood, my heart pricked with jealousy.

Caldaur asked coming to stand right in front of him He put his hands up using the chains as a prop to lord over caldaur who looked up “Yes” he said looking down at him “ that’s amazing seeing you this distraught makes me very happy” caldaur said He laughed hard making caldaur back away “brother I am not distraught I am not anything anymore which should make you very, very afraid” he said looking caldaur up and down “ because I plan to teach you just what a vampire without emotion can do, I suggest you kill me now while you have the chance because as of the last feelings I had it was complete and total anger towards you and I plan to take out said anger just on principle” he said

“Stay here. I’ll get the food.” Liz nodded and watched him walk away. The moment he was gone, she didn’t hesitate to approach the vampire. Damn — it would be nice if she knew his name; she hated having to refer to him as “a vampire” only. She’d never cared for vampires; anyone who knew her was aware of this. She feared them more than she hated them. Still, seeing this one in such bad condition made her heart ache. His hair was matted with dirt and sweat; his arm and chest were flaming red — the sun must have scorched him. She couldn’t imagine how much it must hurt.