Gay Vampire Novels & Stories

I was putting on my shoes by the front door when Daisy stopped me to hand me a small bottle. I looked at it, then looked back at her. “What is this? I know the city’s not so safe right now, but I don’t think pepper spray is going to stop a serial killer.” Daisy rolled her eyes. “It’s garlic powder.” “Oh for fuck’s sake, you’re still on this vampire bullshit?” I pushed the bottle back into her hands but she stepped back. “Just hold it with you. It’s better to be safe than sorry.” I shook my head, but stuffed the bottle in my bra. My Uber was waiting outside, and by the time I pulled up to the event hall, the party was in full swing.

“Get to the fuckin point sinner!” He yawned and position himself honorably, “That young cursed baby happens to be our dear guardian vampire’s mate”

“What? Of course not, I love David. I would never do anything to hurt him.” Candice took a long look at Kayden Edwards. A hundred-year-old vampire with a mop of black hair and deep blue eyes that felt like seduction itself. He was tall and of average build. She could see a glimpse of why her brother was so obsessed with this vampire. He was a sexual magnet.

The bottom of it reached just above my belly button, exposing a bit of my stomach, and it had a v-shaped neckline that revealed a bit of cleavage. I took a few minutes to collect my thoughts and anxious feelings and then bottled them up in the back of my mind. I had to look at the bigger picture and realize that Giovanni is a Lycan and Samael is a vampire. Which makes the two of them enemies. Which could put me in danger if I wasn't careful. Once those minutes passed, I gathered myself up, turned toward the door, and stepped back into the room.

I THROW MY HANDS UP IN DEFEAT, acknowledging my true nature as if I’m a clumsy waiter carelessly spilling a tray of drinks. “Alright, you got me,” I confess with a sheepish grin, my fangs gleaming in the dim light. “I'm a vampire, okay? But trust me, bud, Jaja's not the appetizer you're looking for.” Angel's eyes widen, his own fangs glinting in anticipation like a child stepping into a candy store for the first time. “Is that so?” he growls, eying Jaja like she's a Thanksgiving turkey, fully-cooked and ready to be devoured.

"I'm not interested in you. I just want to know more about vampires. I thought they were all fictional characters, but after seeing a real one, I'm intrigued. I've read that there are three types of vampires: blood, psychic, and hybrid. What kind of person are you?" He stopped and said, "You're annoying." And walked away from me as I stood stunned. Did he just call me an annoying person? How rude!? How annoying do I look? No wonder he had no friends. With that mouth, he won't get friends at all. I sighed and started walking to my class. I'm glad that I won't change into a vampire. But I'm eager to know his age though.

Occasionally, she would push my head down and sigh contentedly as I licked and nibbled at her breasts, but mostly we shared deep, lazy kisses and a part of me felt as happy as I'd ever been in my life. Another part of me felt guilty, even ashamed of what we were doing. After I'd cum, I'd regained my senses, so to speak. How could I love a vampire? I mean, I didn't know anything about her, or vampires in general, except what I'd seen in movies. Did she sleep in a coffin? Could sunlight kill her? I'd never seen her in daylight, so ... That would suck! What about mirrors and crosses and garlic and all that stuff? I'd been raised Catholic, but I wasn't really practicing my faith, although I went

It was nothing like the rosy smell she had when they first met. "Hey," he said, still typing away He took a deep breath, but the nasty scent was still stuck to her. Gore tried to place where he knew the scent from, but came up short. Even though he knew he came across it before, it was as if his memory box was telling him otherwise. "What are you doing?" Selina walked closer to him. The scent that was attached to her grew stronger. Then Gore froze. It was the scent of a vampire, and not of the good ones who claim they are righteous because they only drink the blood of criminally incarcerated humans.

Dani questioned. Jayden ignored the question and moved closer to the echo of screams. Dani cautiously followed him. Lena was laying on her side, her eyes closed and Gage nearby waiting for her to try and get up to fight. Jayden's anger boiled, his body started shaking. “Picking on a girl Gage you should be ashamed of yourself,” Jayden yelled. Gage focused his attention on Jayden, he half smiled and slowly walked closer to Lena. He knelt and whispered. “Too bad you're a vampire, your beauty attracts me but your smell disgusts me.” He spoke looking down at Lena, he touched her face.

Dan said, so I quickly looked away. So he was no longer a v*rgin when he met me? Oh, no! I hope he doesn't have any diseases like AIDS! Wait, do vampires even get those diseases? "Why do you look like that? Sorry, but I'm a vampire, and we don't get those things, so we're safe, so you don't have to worry. Also, I swear to you, I will not be able to find someone like you," Dan said, and he smirked at me and leaned his face toward me.