Glitter Vampire Twilight Novels & Stories

Seraphine echoed, confusion etched across her face. Lyra leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling with intrigue, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Alaric Vortemont. The vampire. He’s the one with those molten-silver eyes, always looking like he can peer into your very soul and tear it apart. He’s heir to one of the oldest vampire bloodlines in the world.”

I hope he didn't suspect me. "Hmm, well a vampire could be killed with the silver dagger, which you try to steal for Terry -" "Danny, focus." "Putting a vampire to sleep forever is easy. Just dip the silver dagger into a bottle of vervain and keep it inside the bottle for at least 24 hours before stabbing the person's heart with it. It'll put them to sleep for at least a generation." by the time Danny finished, my heart was beating like crazy. Was I really thinking of doing this?

“You either learn from it, or you let it drown you. So maybe just… try not being a dickhead again.” I barked a short laugh. “Is that your great wisdom for tonight?” “Take it or leave it.” A flash of light pulsed at the edge of the corridor—soft, sudden, and unmistakably magical. The Northern Lights. Lira turned her face toward the glow. The light caught the golden undertones in her caramel skin, painting her in starlight and shadows. She looked like a warrior born from the dusk. Her grip on my hand tightened slightly. “Let’s go.”

My voice quivered, the words barely more than a whisper. "That, my dear Lyla, is called glamour. A nifty little trick we vampires have to ensure compliance." A self-satisfied smirk spread across his lips as he leaned back in his chair, seemingly pleased with himself. My thoughts spun in disarray, struggling against the unnatural calm settling over me. "You can't just make me do what you want." "Oh, but I can. And I did." His eyes danced with a twisted delight that both frightened and infuriated me. As he looked at the clock on the wall, he seemed to make a quick decision.

Without the intention of killing another vampire, he knelt down, so that Tyler was pinned to the ground and began raining down punches on him, in the hopes that it would at least disorient him. On the other side of the street, Demitri was locked in battle with another hunter. A woman with raven hair and piercing green eyes that were almost identical to Harley's, but who was visibly older. She swung at him with a stake only for him to catch her wrist midair and force the weapon to fall from her loosened grip. Demitri shrieked as she produced another weapon; this one silver, and seemingly dripping with some kind of liquid, and made a deep slash in his side. She pulled back the dagger again, ai

He dug his long fingers into her soft, yielding hips and pulled her back into his 450 year old groin to give her the last steaming drops of vampire cum. Gloria was laughing at the look of shock on the older woman's face. She leaned down and kissed the beautiful woman's tears. They were so salty and human tasting. The vampire girl licked her lips and shivered in anticipation of tasting human blood. Maybe not the blood of this Lafitte favorite but the very next morsel of food delivered to the basement lair.

“Ten glasses of manhattan.” After a few minutes of receiving her order, the bartender handed her the glasses of liquor she had asked for. Akira stared at it and drank it, causing a burning sensation in her throat. She groaned while sliding the glass onto the table, licking her lower lips that tasted blood. She bit her lips so hard in anger that it became an open wound. Akira sighed and muttered, “It's not even sweet. What the hell is with those vampires saying our blood is sweet? It tastes like fucking iron rust!”

she repeated, teasing me before sauntering off. It was a vacuum here. Everywhere was dark. Zita had pure daffodil colored eyes that beamed radiantly. She had supervisions, and same for Wendy who had brigy onyx-amethyst, or dark purple eyes as she called it. Well, I needed to use my super vision. Shifting to my vampire form, the entire place shone brightly. I could see even germs roaming around- well, maybe not that superior. We searched our asses out. Well maybe there was no way we could find that book. Did the book even exist, or was there ever a book like that.

A heavy wind started to blow. Gemini bent down and held his shoulders, "Starlix please calm down. Control yourself. Stop the weather." Alistair looked up at him and Gemini gasped. His tears were bloody. The only times vampires cried blood was when something very painful happened to them. Starlix must really love this people. Gemini felt very guilty for lying to him but he couldn't disobey the queen. "I can't control the weather, it isn't my doing" "Yes it is, as soon as you screamed the weather changed. Now breathe with me calmly"

Unlike any other human gaze I had encountered, hers shimmered with an otherworldly radiance, reminiscent of stars sparkling upon a midnight canvas. Her natural eye color transcended the conventional hazel shade, revealing occasional flickers that had caught my attention on multiple occasions. Initially, I hadn't paid it much heed, dismissing it as a trivial peculiarity. However, now, as her eyes shimmered once more, I couldn't ignore it. Vampires' eye pupil tends to flicker to red when they are hungry for blood, agitated, desirous, or experiencing other intense sensations that could trigger a transformation. The crimson flicker of a vampire's pupils held a profound meaning.