Harry Potter Fanfiction Vampire Harry Novels & Stories

She said with a frown and a cute pout. Harry was going to tell her something when Vidhant cut him off and while giving him a wink, said to Swara, “I think he is a vampire, as I also doubt him, you know once I saw him drinking something red,” Vidhant said in a most serious tone. Harry just turned his face to control his laughter after hearing the cold-blooded lie of Vidhant.

before Ava could tell something, he roughly pulled her to him, she was stunned, when she was so near Harry, he grabbed her cheeks roughly and shouted at her face "SO YOU WILL NOT LEAVE FROM HERE AND I CAN SEE, YOU CAME HERE TO SHOW YOUR SULTTYNES RIGHT, THEN FINE, I WILL FULFILL THAT FOR YOU, JUST LIKE HOW YOU WANT ME TO DO" Ava was stunned, she never expected this, she looked at him with pure shock in her eyes, while only hate and anger is visible in Harry's eyes, he didnt even wait for any response from as he attracted her neck, she was stunned but he was not leaving love mark there, but he bitting her neck, where he was not gentle but being like a vampire, who is getting blood out from he

he added, the sweetest smile on his face. But Cyrille was taken aback when the man’s fangs protruded from his mouth, as if in a vampire film, and she became even more terrified. “Now, let me taste you once more, my love...” Cyrille awoke sweating profusely, trying to catch her breath. She can’t believe what she’s been dreaming about. She enjoys everything about vampires, but that was the only time she was scared. “Wait, what was that? Why did I have such a random dream?” She kept asking herself, unable to believe what had happened to her. She felt as if she were in a bureaucratic nightmare that she would never be able to escape, no matter how way too obsessed she is with vampires.

He wasn’t supposed to interrupt Phil from taking the potion, even if it meant Phil biting Becca. Pristine and Vanessa stood next to each other, looking at Phil and waiting for him to bite Becca. Phil closed his eyes and when he opened them, his eyes turned golden. His fangs descended and he looked at Becca’s pretty face for one last time before proceeding towards her neck. As soon as Phil was about to bite her, he sensed a strong presence nearby. He stood up at that instant. “Oh, fuck,” Vanessa mumbled as she and Alexander looked at each other as they transformed into a vampire.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

I needed to get the hell out of there. “Well, what do we have here?” My blood ran cold when a voice spoke behind me. I turned around to meet a pair of hazel eyes watching me. The man was gorgeous, with messy red hair, which I was sure he had dyed, and a dangerous smile playing on his lips. Seeing those sharp fangs, I knew he was a vampire. I tried to shuffle back, but the man didn’t give me a chance. He grabbed me roughly by the arm and studied me. “Why would a human be here, hmm? Are you one of the feeders? I hope you are because you smell divine.”

"Then let us make the dream look pale in comparison. I want to fuck you until you forget everything but my cock inside you." I swooned internally. OMG! I had no idea that the Vampire Lord had such a dirty mouth. Always acting all prim and proper. He leaned down and kissed me hungrily. His tongue swept into my mouth, tasting of the wine we had just shared and something uniquely dark and addictive. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, my fingers tangling in the damp hair at the nape of his neck. I sucked on his tongue, moaning softly as our lips moved together, wet and urgent.

I gasped when I looked at my wet fingers. Paul lifted my chin and looked down into my face. With his thumb he touched one of my tears. "Kim …" My tears were clear. They were no longer blood. "What's happening to me?" I moaned. He examined his wet finger. "I don't know, but do you think …" I shook my head. I didn't want him to jinx it by saying it out loud. Was it possible that a Vampire dead over a year could become human again?

“Take one more step, just one more and you'll be picking pieces of your head from the ground. I know you can do that. Picking pieces of your head, I mean. You are a vampire after all, so you probably won't die if I shoot you.” “Hadassah, please put down the gun!” His eyes flashed red and I found my arm lowering, totally disobeying my brain. It's like my arm suddenly has a mind of it's own. I frowned as I realized that he was behind it. I looked up at him in fury. “What's this? What are you doing to me and how are you doing that?” “Compelling. It's just a thing vampires can do” he shrugged simply like it was a normal thing.

He groaned in agony, unable to comprehend the sudden and intense pain. As he tried to shake off the pain, he was inundated with a series of images flashing before his eyes. He saw Raven, lying motionless on the ground, blood pooling around her body. She was hurt, badly hurt. He felt His heart rate quicken as the images grew more vivid, and he could feel the pain. He shouldn’t be able to feel anything or have his heart beat, he was a vampire, yet it was strange. The High Lord opened his eyes, breathing heavily. He had never experienced anything like this before. He prayed that his intuition was wrong and that Raven was safe. But the images he had seen left him with a sinking feeling in his he