Gravity Falls Vampire Novels & Stories

He got to his feet, and the vampires began to chant as he approached the crowd. “All hail the king of vampires!” “All hail the king of vampires!” I joined in fear, trying to take my eyes off him, but then he walked out of the coffin, taking a few steps toward where I was standing, before collapsing to the ground. My heart pounded in my chest as everyone gasped in shock. Before we could say a word, his hands stretched out, wrapping around Lyra’s legs. He pulled her in, and she fell to the ground at once with a scream. In the twinkle of an eye, he was on her, sinking his teeth deep into her skin.

She stumbled again but he only held onto her, steadying her before she could fall. "Do you honestly think that you can escape me?" The vampire uttered with an aggravated tone, holding her so tightly. She started to scream and thrash again, pushing and slapping against his chest like a feral little cub, still trying so desperately to escape. She tugged and tugged against that firm restraint, almost to the point where it was starting to hurt. But she didn't stop. She was relentless. So she tugged and tugged until he finally let go of her, making her stumble and this time actually fall back on that incredibly soft grass.

I said as I moved closer to h and put my palm on his forehead. He looked at me with a kind of, 'what are you doing', facial expressions. "What are you doing?" He asked as he removed my palm from his forehead. "Stay still---" I said as I put my palm back. "I am just checking your temperature." I added. "Your body is cold." I said. "I told you that vampires are cold blooded. Do you forget things so quickly." He said to me with a frown as usual. "I didn't forget. I will get going now." I said as I held the knob of the door.

My semi-conscious vampire sucked greedily. As I watched the color return to his face, even more so than normal, I felt it drain from mine. The more he sucked, the better he looked and the weaker I felt. I knew I had to stop him, but I was feeling too weak to push him off my arm. His grip was powerful and greedy. Once again I was in danger of Duncan literally draining the life from me. I looked around the room, frantically searching for someone to help get him off me. We were alone.

Make a spooky ghost picture with your computer. However, the manner in which he puts an end to the lives that are firmly held in his hands is far more terrifying than his physical appearance. The unfortunate vampires and regular humans that were already writhing on the ground suddenly convulsed violently, and after that, they wobbled and rolled onto the ground. The pupils of the eyes grew larger, and the previously present black heart vanished, leaving behind only the white monotonous. In a single fleeting instant, the person loses their ability to breathe. The blood from their bodies traveled along the chain, which was transparent, and eventually arrived at Lucas, where it began to seep int

Every time I used to open my eyes to move the less I could focus on the sound of water dripping, it was getting difficult for me to move like this so I stopped in the middle of the forest for some time and then I closed my eyes again in this time I could hear the sound of water it was coming from my left extreme left and I knew that was the direction I was supposed to go so I followed the sound of the water and I followed my gut feeling and after moving for around 5 minutes I found a waterfall it was very huge and magnificent at the same time. The sight of that waterfall was beautiful with green recovering every stone around this waterfall and the water so crystal clear then I could see my f

His grin is wide, his lips stained red with fresh blood, his hands dripping with it. He steps forward and then leaps. The fall is more than fifteen stories, but Baron lands effortlessly, as if gravity itself bends for him. He stands just a few meters away, looking far too calm. As he walks, I see the night twist and bend behind him. Dark shapes crawl out of the shadows. A swarm of vampires, at least thirty of them, emerges, each one pale and hungry, their eyes glowing faintly crimson. But I don't fear them.

Then I sighed. With a small flick of my wrist, the earth trembled beneath her. Roots slithered aside as soil loosened and parted, forming a hollow grave. The ground accepted her silently, swallowing her whole. When it closed again, there was no trace of her—no blood, no struggle, no witness. I reverted my attention to the vampire, who stood a few paces away, licking the last of her blood from his lips. His smirk was sharp, fear slipping away–or pretending to, the kind only creatures like him could wear—half mockery, half hunger.

She crawled back to her car and reached for her silver knuckles in the center console. She whipped around just in time as the female vampire lunged at her. Claire’s fist collided with the cheekbone and she landed another blow into the torso of the vampire. She doubled over and Claire kicked her right in the face, knocking her backwards. The vampire took a few steps and then collapsed to the ground in a heap. Without missing a beat, the other vampires turned their attention to Claire and the vampire on the ground. They both glared at her with their predatory eyes, slowly stalking towards her.

Carissa waited for a few more minutes, waiting for that bossy commander to go back to his camps before she made her move. She climbed down as silent as the night as she focused her senses on her surroundings. She heard two pairs of footsteps on her left and one on her right. Smiling, her eyes flashed with an eerie excitement. Time to hunt some souls! She moved towards her right and watched as the vampire scanned his surroundings with his back to her. Carissa moved from the trees by stepping on the branch. At the same time, the rain pours down adding a glee to Carissa’s excitement. She flicked her fingers and watched as the vampire touched his neck before he fell.