Gay Vampire Books Novels & Stories

“He’s clearly got you on drugs or something.” “That’s ridiculous. I’m completely sober.” “Are you, Camille? I should give you a test or something.” He checked out the other books. More vampire romance? Where were the werewolves? He saw none. “Wrong,” Dire grumbled. Don’t worry. We’ll get her proper books. Maddox browsed more of the vampire books and realized that they all had the same author. Grace Moon. That was an interesting name.

“I do feel something for you.” Caitlin felt her heart swell. “But you must understand, it is forbidden. The laws are very strict on this. A vampire can never, ever, be with a human, or a half breed, or anyone who is not a true vampire. The punishment would be death. There is no way around it.” Caleb looked down. “So, you see,” he finally continued, “if I were to feel something for you, if I were to act for some motive other than for the general good, then it would mean my death.”

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

“It’s not nice to make fun of people.” I laughed as she hurried out of the general area of the library. I closed my textbook and grabbed my things before heading deeper into the library. The member of Team Gamma-2 trailed me several feet away before settling several tables away with his head in a book as I searched the shelves. I pulled a few books down on the Moon Goddess and the history of the packs. Then, a book that had to have been misplaced caught my eye. The History of Vampires wasn’t a book that belonged in the religious section…

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

I hissed. "Nope. What is that?" playing dumb again. "Go look in the dictionary..." I mumbled. "Ooooooh but I love it so much when you act so smart!" He was enjoying himself so much while I was dying on the inside. By now Haydon was so close to me I could feel the heat from skin radiating off of him...wait. Heat.... vampires were only warm after they fed. As soon as I realised this, I shivered in disgust. "So who was the unfortunate human?" I asked

he said as he barked out orders. Oh my God. He was gay! I had never met a gay vampire before. You’ve never met so many Vampires before coming to Canada, I thought to myself. I smiled, pamper treatment here I come! Twenty minutes later, and I was looking like one of those preppy bitches at my school, maybe even better.

He probably felt that the two he gave me were not enough, so he gave me all the boxes of anesthetics. At this dose, the elephant must have been numbed twenty times, right? During this period, I moved only in my room and study. There are Ike and soldiers guarding the outside, vampires can't get in here. I found all the books in Noah study that were related to the Bloods and looked through them one by one. And those books, most of them are books on the history between humans and vampires, and books on the study of humans and vampires. The one Noah showed me was rather unusually

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.