Gay Vampire Books Novels & Stories

"I know you'd ask for evidence,but I do not have any. I was just discussing this with my wife the other day and thought it actually might be true. Her past actions have been suspicious, and the coincidence...The vampires attacking the grove to steal the journal then a few days later, the main pack was attacked and you were targeted…it makes me believe she's on their side, feeding them with information. Who else would know the way to my study room and want you dead that is not in our pack?" Tyler, conflicted by his mixed feelings for Audrey, reluctantly accepted Henry's reasoning and agreed to approach the situation with caution. "I need you to explain more…" "The journal contains ancient sec

PROLOGUE In the second book of this thrilling supernatural series, our heroine Scarlette finds herself in a dangerous new situation. No longer a goddess, she's now a powerful seer, and she's mated to the vampire king, Gabriel. But Gabriel's clan is not happy with their king's choice of mate. They demand that he either turn Scarlette or reject her, or they will kill her and demand a new vampire queen. With tensions running high and danger lurking around every corner, Scarlette and Gabriel must navigate the treacherous waters of vampire politics and fight for their love. Will they be able to overcome the odds and prove that love conquers all, or will their enemies tear them apart? Find out in

Then Luxury caught him, and it was then that Gabriel Mathieu found himself powerless to resist the advances of each of these strangers, murderers, shifters, vampires and beastmen. In which now, he finds himself incredibly attractive, that from that day on, they would take him every night, from that day on. Now he stands in shadow as the other vampires slaughter, torture, and kill all that remains of their enemy clan. His stories of the Crimson Order of Um-Mua both terrify and fascinate, even as his mere touch sparks a fire that could end up consuming them both. The young boy, was caught in his arms, when he simply, hugged him, nuzzled into his neck, then he said.

He watched his little brother’s eyes widen a bit at the words “ his loved one,” and he knew he remembered the last time he had used such a name. There was only one person in the whole world who had ever seen him go the way of the vampires of old and become the demon that the humans fear. He had been young around a hundred and fifty, just turned. He had still had his feelings, and he had met a beautiful woman whom he had fallen for hard and quick. Her beauty and her kindness were more than he had ever seen in any other human. An evil man had decided he would burn her at the stake for refusing to sleep with him. That evil man, who had hidden behind the Bible, had raped, tortured, and then burn

Memories flooded back to her as she read about her father's struggles with being a vampire, his innermost thoughts and feelings about their kind and their place in the world. she began to realize that there was more to the journal than just her father's personal musings. There were mentions of a group of vampires who believed that their kind should rule over humans, and who were willing to do whatever it took to achieve their goals. Celess felt a sinking feeling in her stomach as she read on. She had heard whispers of this group before - they called themselves the "Purebloods," and they were notorious for their extreme views and violent tactics. She turned to The Shadow, her voice trembling.

I wish the gods or ancestors or whoever was in charge of this distribution will look down on me and grant me the gift of gab so I can convince the rigid elders of my kingdom to grant me permission to leave. I wish I could just send out the royal servants to find but it'd be a waste of manpower. Even with their keen senses the task seems almost impossible. Sarah's is in an entirely different world. I'm not sure how I'm going to find her but I know there'll be something to guide me through this mess when I open the history books in the palace. There has to be a reference, Sarah can't be the only irresponsible vampire in history. SARAH'S POV. The room looked very basic and I liked it. I guess t

Nylo preened and he's been visiting Gavin every night since. Vera, who I've always respected for her good sense of judgment, is no better. All it took was for Gavin to offer to get her books. Large tomes on a variety of subjects — philosophy, mathematics, alchemy, supernatural taxonomy, herbology, necromancy, literature. Some of the books are arcane, and if I know anything about the kind of person Gavin is, most definitely illegal. In any case, the damned man has stolen my friend by preying on her nerd weakness.

When his eyes averted mine, I knew that I wouldn’t like what he didn’t want to say. “There are two that I can think of right away,” he said. “The first would be the vampires. They are always searching for a blood source.” When I gasped, he quickly continued. “The second would be the Gargareans for their brothels. They wouldn’t breed with her because she is not of A****n descent. They only breed with A****n women during a breeding festival. They have brothels to keep their needs for the months between the ceremonies. They would use her for their pleasure until she was used up. From what I understand, that wouldn’t be very long at all.”

My fingers examined the fine-textured white substance. It smelled of old perfume and...gasoline? The odd scent only boggled me more. "What are you?" I whispered. Was it just some powdered chemical to keep the bugs out? Or something else entirely? ◇ "Vampirar et Dhampirica" The gothic-styled calligraphy printed in gold ink intrigued me as I studied the brownish, tattered cover. It was a vintage-looking book Miles currently engrossed himself in as he sat next to me.

He sat stiffly, his gaze flickering to the book in Lucian’s hands. “You like to read?” Elias asked, mostly to fill the silence. Lucian chuckled, closing the book with a soft thud. “I’ve had plenty of time for it.” Elias frowned. “How old are you?” Lucian arched a brow. “Older than you.” Elias rolled his eyes. “No shit.” “I am a vampire, Elias. What do you think?” Elias’ breath hitched. Something in his chest tightened, heat curling in his stomach. He tried to ignore it.