Good Vampire Novels & Stories

"How can you stand there and say that when you are the one who's seducing a monster?" "First of all, I am NOT seducing anyone! Secondly, you do not know him. I do, and I can say that you are far bigger of a monster than he will ever be!" "Never! All vampires are monsters and no amount of time will ever change that! They are evil beings who deserve to be slaughtered." "Oh my God! Why are you so stubborn and stuck in your ways that you can't wrap your tiny little peanut-sized brain around the fact that they are still people and not all of them are the same?"

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

Some dropped their thumbs at us while the rest uttered profanity for being a team of losers. His name is Damon Salvador. Apart from that he is the son of the King of the vampires, Damon is the most arrogant, ruthless, and self-centered vampire I have ever known. Degrading, humiliating, and ruining someone's life is his best fortë since he could not kill someone's life as well. Our team hates him to the deepest part of our souls. Those vampires who are not well aware of his attitude being the worst will basically end up giving up their own lives. But the four of us are already accustomed to his treat and tricks. His team was also assigned to New York.

“One vampire isn’t much of a threat to us. Especially not to him.” The severed arm and the screams of agony came back to her with a little too much clarity. “No, especially not to him.” “He’s a ruthless killer when he needs to be, I won’t deny that,” said Victor. “But the vampires are worse. Much worse. We kill out of necessity, they kill for the thrill of the hunt. I guarantee that the death my brother gave him was far more humane than whatever he had planned for you.” She swallowed hard. “He said something about killing it—I mean, Darian,” she corrected herself, “and taking us both to some market.”

“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.

Because this was none other than Damien Vandolff, the Vampire King. Damien was perfection personified. Built the size of a battle tank, a physique to die for and a face so unparalleled in beauty that no one can forget it once they had a look, he was the most coveted and the most dangerous creature on the planet. Except, he didn’t just break hearts, he crushed them in the palm of his hands, after ripping it out of the person’s body. His hair appeared black in the darkness but I knew that it was originally a very, very dark shade of red.

“Oh my God… It’s you. You’re one of them. The Dominion.” The vampire’s smirk widened. “So Valerius broke our law and told mortals about us. Tsk, tsk. That is a crime punishable by death. But I won’t go back empty-handed. I’ll start with leverage. And you, chef girl… you’ll do just fine.” Before she could scream, he lunged. His hand slammed against her chest, knocking the air out of her lungs. Zoe clawed at him, pushing, kicking, but his strength was inhuman. He pressed her to the wall, his fangs glinting.

Anger is evident in her voice despite having a cold expression. Dhampir is a breed of humans and pure vampires who have mated. They will have the same abilities as vampires and are much stronger than normal human strength. But they are much different from pure vampires in terms of controlling their desire for blood. They will suck dry the human body until left with nothing but bones. These dhampirs are later called dark dhampir when they are in the phase of creating havoc—seeking human blood like a hungry monster. Asmodeus's eyes widen, followed by shaking his head, “There’s no way vampires can easily escape that zone. The Eliad wire we built was high and strong enough to restrict their abil

Caldaur asked coming to stand right in front of him He put his hands up using the chains as a prop to lord over caldaur who looked up “Yes” he said looking down at him “ that’s amazing seeing you this distraught makes me very happy” caldaur said He laughed hard making caldaur back away “brother I am not distraught I am not anything anymore which should make you very, very afraid” he said looking caldaur up and down “ because I plan to teach you just what a vampire without emotion can do, I suggest you kill me now while you have the chance because as of the last feelings I had it was complete and total anger towards you and I plan to take out said anger just on principle” he said

Thru seemed to have a leader this time, a huge hooded man with an aura twice as intimidating. "Sebastian Deusdedit," he called out in a eerie tone. "Respect," she spat, "emperor Sebastian, your honor." The hooded blood sucker laughed, an unpleasant sound. "I'm also a king, you know, a lord. The lord of the vampires, what you term as blood suckers." "I don't care what you call yourself but I warn you to stay away from me and my wife." The vampire lord chuckled, throwing back his hood to reveal a deathly pale face with long sharp fangs.