Good Vampire Romance Novels Novels & Stories

As much as he loves her, he worries about her safety. If he guessed correctly, all of this was related to her background. But how could they recognize her so quickly? At the same time, in a room surrounded by books, the excellent police officer was still diligently researching documents about vampires, how to recognize them with the naked eye, and their typical habits. - Do vampires eat meat? Why do vampires know how to cook? Are vampires so young and handsome? He asked himself after a while of staring at the old documents. He even had to hold his breath when turning each page for fear that the strong force would tear them apart because they were so fragile and expired after so many years in

she said “you are not crazy little tank, there is no doubt that the vampires you have met are and were evil but the reason i seem to be making you question everything is because you have lumped us all into the same category which i find surprising. I mean, how exactly is it you think we get half breeds like yourself? If we raped and pilaged all the time we would have been extinct by now, in this day and age where even fankensteins monster can find someone to love in the movies why cant we? It was you who made us realize even vampires are romantic now after all” he said

But was he strong enough to dent two motorcycles with only his hands? I felt like this research was starting to drive me crazy. I could hardly wrap my mind around all the stories I’ve been reading. Most of the pictures were similar to one another with the same wounds on their necks and pale white as the clouds. It was like whoever had done this had drained these people of every last drop of blood. Opening a new document, I began writing a new short story. A story about a charming vampire seducing a young girl. In the end, the girl becomes a vampire and began “hunting” in the city with the male protagonist.

But vampires were newly accepted into society, you see—one couldn’t have news like this leaking out to the public. Damien remembered this case quite well. Six years ago, he had seen pictures of the murder scene. A typical case of a human being drained to death by one of his kind. Precious. Who would have thought, years later, he would be with the victim’s beautiful wife—and slightly deranged daughter? He could play the part of a loving partner so well that nobody suspected a thing. Well, except for the little brat Gwen was raising. Rude, vulgar, and above all, too damn smart for her own good.

I flipped back a few pages, for a few minutes, just reading headers, until I came to the page that mentioned the rules for dealing with vampires. One, no association with vampires, or one will be cast out of the Coven. That seemed to be the only rule. It couldn’t be too far away. Few more pages back, and I finally found it. It wasn’t too big. I read through it quickly. Damien had been good friends with Magnus. They were never apart from each for long. They used to work on taking out hunters, and other threats to the Witches and Vampires. Then one day Damien just brutally murdered him, quartering him in pieces. Something about a love interest, it didn’t go into that too much. Were they in lov

He trailed his lips down to her hand and kissed the back of her knuckles. "It's been a pleasure, Miss Willow." he said before releasing her hand and getting in the car. Willow placed her hands over her chest, her heart drumming against the bone as she watched the car drive off. That only confirmed it now. Dante was a Vampire, and somehow their lives are going to become intertwined. ----------

Blake was surprised by what he saw… A man was gripping the woman’s neck and pointing his knife on her stomach as he harassed the woman, kissing her on her neck, thirsty. He was afraid that something might happen to her and calling the police would be waste of time because they would surely come when everything was done, the police station was miles away from the incident, the time calculation won’t make it, and the victim was already in the centre of death. The criminal was now pointing the knife at her neck, making sure she would keep her mouth shut as he continued harassing her. Being a vampire, he could go near them in just a blink of an eye. He was like a wind when he went near them, yo

"And I've never loved awoman like I've loved you, I still do till now,’ Damien responded. He was still sober but pretended to be drank. He could not allow himself drink too much when int h e company of his wife, he had to take care of her. "How could you lie to me even now, when you have fallen in love with someone else. You loved her before, you even made her like you, but you won't do the same to me." Alma said drowsiness evident in her eyes. "That's not true Alma, I can't lie to you that I love you. About Frida, that was a stupid mistake I made in my youth. I swore never again to have anyoneturned into a vampire. This life is no good for anyone, especially when you have no one to share yo

Marcelo respectfully bowed before me. "Do you have any spells that can remove the impure blood of a vampire from my mate?" I asked him nonchalantly. The wizard was shocked to hear that my mate was a vampire, the enemy of wolves since the awakening. "Alpha, vampirism is not a curse. It seems like your mate died and was resurrected through the turning process. I have no power to reverse it," Marcelo explained. I let out a sigh of disappointment. I had expected Marcelo to have a solution for me. My request seemed simple enough, but apparently, no one could grant it.

I told him. A scoff left his mouth before he turned on his eyes. God, he should thank his stars that I am actually locked away here or else, I would have made sure he got the worst day of his life for scoffing at me. Rather than worrying about the guard did to me, I sat upright, wondering why Gaby had sedated me into a deep sleep and also, what do they want to do with me? For as long as I remember, vampires don’t take werewolves blood because of the connection between them, and same applies to werewolves.