Friendly Vampire Novels & Stories

She was so cautious in everything that she did with it, touching it lightly like she would hurt me if she didn't. Even the way she would slightly push on a certain spot to tell me to fold it a bit was gentle. "You're sure I'm not hurting or annoying you right?" she questioned yet again, drawing her hand back ever so slightly. I gave a small nod, "I'm sure." It would take a lot more than whatever a human could do to hurt a vampire's wings. They only showed up when we were in danger for a reason. And she wasn't even close to being annoying.

"But you did show them." "Them? Aren't you apart of them?" "I apologize." He approached me with his hand held out. I stiffened but didn't step back. "My name is Tony. Tony Yates, Vampire, Council member, and ex-hood rat." I put my hand in his and he bowed over it. "At your service," he said. I swallowed dryly but at least some of my nervousness had left. "I'd introduce myself, but you already know my name." I marveled that his hand was nothing like touching William's had been. Tony's hand was warm.

"Do you know them?" Dante asked Dae in an emotionless tone reading papers of business. "No, I don't. " Dae answered. "The big man came to get the little one and they wanted to give me some...companion." "Fine. Do you like it, the companion?" "..." Without having an answer, Dante didn't ask more and continued to mind his own business. The little Dae looked out the window counting the raindrops. It seemed that he was enjoying more the silence.

Sid replied and hides behind Ishu. "That's why you are destroying my life right?" She asked threw another pillow to his side. "You will help me right? Won't you?" He asked keeping his eyes as innocent as possible. "Help means one should ask for it. Not to snatch." She replied and Arjun couldn't control his laughter. Lavanya took a big vase and targetted towards his head as Arjun came in between. "Will you kill him? He is my only friend" arjun interfered and saved Sid.

Silas huffed Fanger was the term used to describe men and women who liked having their blood sucked by vampires, some hoped to be turned someday and others just enjoyed the feeling. Most fangers were essentially walking blood bags, they had their own special rooms in the catacombs, but some Vamps prefer to feed while having sex. At the thought of this I couldn’t help but to rub the two scars on my skin above my clavicle, I never considered myself a fanger, but I guess in some ways I basically was one, except it was only with one vampire. The vamps don’t tell the fangers, but the ones hoping to be turned, never will be and all of them get discarded when they can’t produce blood fast enough be

There’s something in the way he looks at me, in the way his voice softens around me. I think about the way his hazel eyes lock onto mine whenever we are alone, the way they seem to see through everything, straight into me. He always manages to make me feel like the only person in the room, even when he’s surrounded by chaos or dealing with a million other things. Should I even call this a friendship? Or is it more than that? I’m still confused. The cab finally pulls up outside Zack’s huge mansion. I lend a few dollars to the driver, and he drives away the moment I step out of the car entirely.

Silently praying for my safety, and for my mother’s as well. The guy knocked three times. You can hear the laughter of girls inside that stopped at the sound of the knock. The door was opened by a woman, around five-six feet tall, wearing a very skimpy spaghetti dress that is untied on the back and on the verge of falling out. She smiled at the guy then her eyes moved to me. Her smile faded. I felt like I was being undressed at that very spot.

“You really need therapy, not a blog.” So much hate. So much mockery. Chloe almost clicked away. Almost. But then she noticed something odd. The last blog post was dated two years ago. The title was short. Ominous. “Do. Not. Sign.” Her heart sank as she clicked. “Vampires are real. Not the ones in books. The ones that blend in with us, but aren’t human. They feed on emotions, lust is their favorite. That’s how they get in. That’s how they hook you. They’ll offer you everything you ever wanted. Luxury. Love. Power. All for one thing: your soul. They don’t take it like the devil does in stories. They make you sign it away. If they ask you to sign a contract, don’t. You’re fine as long as you h

And most importantly, Amy has a very close relationship with Katherine from the first branch, they were best of friends. Since Amy is one of the only two friends Katherine has, she was very good to her and will give her whatever she wanted which gives birth to Amy's belief, what belongs to the first branch also belongs to them which prompts her to do whatever she likes since there is always someone to clean the mess she made. The first branch's girls are of good character and never use their status to bully others but Amy on the other hand was the complete opposite. And now, an unknown transfer student dares to embarrass a princess, It simply means that the person is seeking death.

Violet would not leave her sister, and even if anything happens and she has to, she would rather leave her with the nurse than with Edward. Cause right now, she trusts nobody that much anymore. In the dimly lit secret basement, the lady of the coasters and Richard were engaged in a conversation over the phone. The lady, crouching in front of the coffin containing the cyborg, just stared on emptily. Since she had found out it was a cyborg, it had taken her hours to come to terms with her realisation. She had even passed her aggression on poor Sarah, hitting the girl and inflicting pain on her to cool down.