Handsome Vampire Novels & Stories

He looked exactly like Caspian but only his hair was blonde and he had a strange tattoo on his neck. When he saw me looking at him he quickly ripped off the heart of the Lenora beast while winking at me. He left the beast dead and started walking to me. I looked at the beast and was surprised to see it turning into a man with beautiful godly features but he was dead. This surprised me to know that someone so handsome could change into such beast as a Lenora. "So what is a vampire beauty like you doing in this dangerous place alone?" the vampire Caspian look alike said while circling me like a prey and licking his lips like he was looking at a delicious desert he was ready to devour.

My father takes a quick glance at us before gesturing to us to take our respective seats. He is sitting relaxedly, leaning comfortably against the soft cushion of his specially designed chair. He is tall- a bit taller than my mother, with a perfect build. His short yet thick black hair is swept backwards. In addition to his perfect look, he is wearing rimless glasses, making him look a hundred times more confident and charming. You can never guess that this handsome vampire is thousand years old. He is Harvey Judson, the merciless, righteous emperor, the sun of the vampire world.

Kat frowned uncomfortable with the attention but Ruben smiled, holding his chin high and led Kat over to his guests who were standing together at the edge of the where the marble foyer met the lush living area, staring open mouthed at Ruben’s stunning companion. There were two of them, both male and were typical high class, pure blood vampires – meaning gorgeous. Dressed in high end suits and looking, to Kat, like stereotypical mafia type business men. They both looked about the same age as Ruben. One was blond with blue eyes a few shades darker than Ruben’s and was pretty rather than handsome. The other had brown hair cut short in a modern fade and long on top swished back and gelled in pla

The handsome guy looks fine, he can even stand up. “Hahaha… you see! I can still stand. Hahaha ..... "he said in a loud voice that immediately he knelt on the ground, his body weakened. In a low voice, the handsome one said “What happened to me? I can't possibly be defeated by a weak human vampire like you! ” The handsome man was dying, he could hardly get up again, it was also because his strength was decreasing.

He must be a very concerned guy. His face cracks into a smile when he notices me. Maybe he quite friendly. "Hey, Damien. You brought us a visitor?" the serious gentleman says while walking to us. "She just came right now and I have been here like for hours," Damien replies. "I think I have missed out on some interesting things while I was dead asleep," he says. "You didn't miss out on anything important," Damien tells him. He stands infront of us and looks at me. He is handsome. Every male Vampire in this house is handsome, but Damien has a special touch that makes him unique in a hot and sexy.

Even though his movements looked very gentle, only Aurora and that bastard knew how strong the force was. Her cheeks suddenly turned pink and her whole body felt hot when she heard Harvey say she was his woman. - Who is this? A gigolo? You're old, so you have to spend money to have young men, right? Why don't you accept me? I will give you both love and money. As soon as the man crawled up, he quickly spoke up and immediately after that, he continued to receive a strong punch from the handsome vampire, causing blood to flow from his nose and flow all over his face.

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

A scream comes out of her lungs and falls to her knees because of extreme fear. "W-What do you w-want from me? W-Why did y-you bring me h-here?" Celestine stuttered while asking. This is the first time that she saw a vampire up close and in person. What the book said about a vampire having good looks is true. Because the vampire in front of her is dashingly handsome. His face was every woman's dream of their boyfriend. But no matter how handsome he is, to Celestine, he was still a vampire who is merciless when it comes to killing people. What's the use of your beauty or handsomeness if you don't just benefit from it, instead they will benefit from you because they will drink your blood.

His lips were pouty and kissable, and his brown eyes would hold me, watching me as if I was something new and wonderful. I loved the way he looked in human form but he was equally as stunning in Vampire form. His skin was alabaster because he was so old. His eyes were like black orbs, and the dark hair haloing his head was a striking contrast to his skin. When he was still, he looked like a statue with a Mona Lisa smile. Some were chilled by that smile. I was turned on by it.

A man stepped through—dreadfully handsome in a way that made your skin crawl and your heart skip at the same time. He was tall, almost unnaturally so, with pasty skin that looked like it belonged more to a gothic painting than a living, breathing human. He looked like something straight out of a vampire film—elegant, magnetic, dangerous. His eyes were rimmed with a faint red tint, but it didn’t take away from his appeal. If anything, it made him more compelling. Not my type—too sharp, too cold—but undeniably a looker. And easily in his late twenties, if not older.