Harry Potter Fanfiction Vampire Harry Novels & Stories

I say, trying to pull my arm. His eyes were darker and scarier, as if doubling in size. My heart was racing, feeling like it would jump out of my chest. "You smell different; you must be an envoy of the Vampire King! I'll end this now!" His threatening tone sends shivers down my spine.

Melia burst out laughing. "You're sweet, really," she said, still laughing. "I can see why I didn't bite your collarbone." "You're, oh my God," he shouted out of nowhere, standing up and backing away. Melia stood up straight again and faced him. "What am I?" "You are... unbelievable!" he exclaimed, and it seemed that everything he had been feeling just a few minutes ago faded away to a feeling of awe. "Biting, 38-degree food, hell, aura," he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

Another figure leapt out of the darkness to where she was lying, picked her up and hoped away Earlier, Damien had gone hunting for blood. Damien didn't usually hunt for blood every night, a single person's blood was able to sustain him for a few days. However, ever since he crossed paths with Elsie, he has been strangely hungry for blood and never got his fill. He was deep in the forest, he picked up the scent of blood which meant someone was approaching. He got a feeling which wasn't the usual feeling the smell of blood gave him. Vampires, all vampires get crazy at the smell of blood when they needed their refill. They get drawn to it like a mouse does to cheese. But for Damien, his nose pe

"Bastard, it's time for you to pay for Sean's life." With that, Valor let out a roar. From a small human, he transformed into a wolf three times the size of a regular wolf and immediately rushed towards the tall vampire. At the same time, Finn and Harry were able to save Keelin and Clara but as soon as Harry untied them Harry suddenly felt a sense of danger, he suddenly turned around but it was too late, the purple bottle was thrown. straight into him and broke. The purple liquid fell on Harry's arm and quickly seeped through his skin.

“Do you feel how hard I am for you? How much I’m drooling for you?” “I feel it… I feel it…” “I’m going to wreck you, Evelyn.” His voice was a growl against my skin. “I’m going to open you up so much that you’ll leave here carrying me. Carrying my cum. You’re going to spend days dripping cum.” “Promise?” He laughed, and then his teeth sank into the curve of my neck. It wasn’t a feeding bite, it was a bite of possession. Strong enough to leave a mark, to hurt, to make me scream. He sucked the skin afterward, pulling the blood to the surface, leaving a hickey that would last for weeks.

I sighed at my unfortunate fate and looked away when they both leaned forward to kiss each other after a couple stumbled their way out as they got a card of a skeleton and blood seeping out of its mouth with a brain in the hands of the skeleton. Seriously, why do such things even exist? Shaking away my thoughts, I decided to disturb their make-out session and remind Jasper that it is past 11 at midnight and tell him that we should think about getting home. A loud crash and continuous screaming of people startled me when I was about to touch Jasper's arm. What the hell?

Ignoring Chloe and Ronan entirely, he leaned on the table, smiling at me predatorily. “What do we have here?” he asked, flashing glimmering white fangs that were razor-sharp just looking at them. “A little puppy got lost in the viper’s den?” “Fuck off,” Ronan snarled. “She’s taken.” The vampire straightened. “By whom? You? Mutt?” “Me.” Damon suddenly appeared behind me, holding four cups; three beers and a glass of what was definitely vampire wine, if the coppery smell of blood was any indication.

she said, looking up at him with that innocent smile. Dante’s jaw tightened for the briefest moment, but then he gave her the kind of calm smile only a father could wear. Meanwhile, I was shaking inside. My mind kept circling back to what I’d just discovered. A vampire. He wasn’t human. And if Dante wasn’t… then what about Rosa? Was she one too? The thought made my chest feel heavy, but I didn’t have the luxury to dwell on it. I had one goal—only one. To break my hymen. Everything else had to wait.

They’d shared a look, one so fraught with emotion that I’d had to turn away. Nobody had spoken since. The last words I’d said to Harper rattled around my skull, spiteful and damning, the anger behind them as cutting as a blade. It was no wonder he’d hardly looked my way since my Dads had arrived. The silence roared in my ears, louder and louder, a spinning crescendo with no end. Until – “So, are either of you going to tell me what happened?” I drummed my fingernails on my tense thigh. “Harper turned up at Ella’s with a vampire this morning.” I shot him a cursory glance before I continued. “The same vampire that carved me up last night. He didn’t know.”

"Do you know them?" Dante asked Dae in an emotionless tone reading papers of business. "No, I don't. " Dae answered. "The big man came to get the little one and they wanted to give me some...companion." "Fine. Do you like it, the companion?" "..." Without having an answer, Dante didn't ask more and continued to mind his own business. The little Dae looked out the window counting the raindrops. It seemed that he was enjoying more the silence.