Funny Vampire Lines Novels & Stories

her wolf answered. There are traces of fatigue on her face. She tried to stand up again, and this time she did it successfully. When Cassandra looked around, she saw that they were only three remained in the ring. Two werewolves and one vampire. Slowly, she walked towards them. The black wolf glanced at her and nodded his head, which Cassandra did the same. They started circling their prey. With the black wolf's signal, they attacked the vampire. Cassandra jumped on his right while the black one jumped on his left. She got punched, but the vampire couldn't dodge the black wolf's bite. It gave him a fatal blow. The vampire tried to stand, but he had no strength left. Slowly the mark disappear

Reinhard stood up from his chair and walked over to the table of the vampires. "Hey, man. What are you doing? Can't you see we're watching the news?" "Watch the fucking news?" asked Reinhard back with a slight smirk. "What's the matter with that?" said the vampire. "Look, I've been working all day and want to enjoy my time with my friends. Can't you appreciate it by not bothering us? We don't want any trouble here." "You don't want trouble? Ever since you motherfuckers came to this world, you've only caused trouble!"

Reacting swiftly, Raven crouched down, seizing a brief moment to slice her knife across the vampire's leg. Before it could fully recoil from the pain and retaliate, Nolan leaped into action, launching himself into the air and driving his knife straight into the vampire's heart. A dark substance, resembling blood, spewed from the vampire's mouth as it locked its angry gaze upon them. Unfazed, Nolan smirked in response, yanking the knife out of its lifeless heart, causing the vampire to crumple to the ground, dead. However, their victory was short-lived. In a matter of mere seconds, four other vampires came into the scene and circled them.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

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.

said the vampire in that Russian accent accompanied by a smile, revealing a pair of fangs. I heard the crunching of bones in Shaun’s hand. I looked down and saw his claws, beginning to elongate, turning it into sharp claws. “Back off,” Shaun whispered softly to me. I did as he said. The moment I stepped back, an animal-like roar escaped from Shaun’s throat and he quickly rushed towards the vampire. The vampire teleported in front of me first, but before he could touch me, Shaun grabbed the vampire's arm. Shaun flipped the vampire on the floor without difficulty. The second time Shaun tries to knock the vampire down, the vampire pulls out the gun and shoots Shaun's body three times in a row.

Chapter 57 Vlad sighed deeply, running a hand over his face, but ended up smiling. "At least they’re punctual." One of the vampires from the Skull Clan, tall, thin, wearing sunglasses even at night, pointed toward the tree line, where the howls of Dracula’s wolves were getting closer and closer. "Hey, boss! Looks like Dracula’s little doggies are coming to the party. Want us to start shooting now or wait until they get closer so we can insult them properly?"

I said while twirling a sword in my hand. “Are you challenging me? It is a joke?” “Häagen Dazs?” “Deal.” William pulled out his silver gun. We’re wearing front-back formations. Trust each other’s backs. Those vampires started attacking both of us at the same time. I pointed my slash and prick at them. In one slash, three vampires split up and turned to black ash. A loud bang of music accompanied our hunt tonight. One vampire threw a medium-sized beer bottle at me. I quickly twisted my body and kicked the bottle until it broke. Fragments of the bottle stuck to the bodies of the vampires right in front of me. They moan in pain.

“To get back to that cow Sibyl and her entire line. They’ll get what is owed to them soon enough. To think the line had fallen so far…” I frowned. “The line?” “We’ll get to it. Very long history lesson ahead of us.” She turned to me. “At this point, it seems silly to ask, but what do you actually know about vampires?” “They’re… evil,” I said. “Blood-sucking, vicious monsters trying to destroy us… They can’t be killed easily, and… they can turn werewolves into their kind.” She snorted into her hand. “Oh, could you go back? I stopped listening at evil.”