Harry Potter Fanfiction Vampire Harry Novels & Stories

Harvey looked at the boss's urgent and awkward actions and felt funny because he had never seen the Boss like this and did not expect that he would witness this. "Love is a magical thing, it's like magic that can change a person's character," Harvey mumbled softly. Louis acted like he was a male Vampire taking care of his mate, he read what Vampires should do when their partner is pregnant. The book about these things was given to him by Harvey, Harvey once said that he needed to see this book if he wanted to make things better.

Her eyes caught him cutting a rose as he in turn revealed his intention. "Lara my love, my cupcake, the mother of our child and other children to come. Please can you give us another chapter in life. I know you have given me your life for eternity. Your body, your love and your soul as well. Will you grant me your word to be my wife. I am not good with this but l just want to say 'marry me'," he finished as he put a ring on her finger without waiting for her answer as if he already knew. She ended up saying yes yes as she cried on his chest, she never expected to get married to a vampire but here she is loving one with all her being. She herself turning into one of them for his sake.

As fate sisters were explaining, Clotho looked at Ethan and warned him “Ethan it might happen that when you both will face Sandra, Alice can get injured and starts bleeding. You will have to control yourself. You might feel like feeding on her blood but this will weaken her and the fact you are a newly turned vampire once you start feeding on her you will not stop.’ “Don’t worry aunt Clotho. I have never felt an urge to drink blood. I just used to drink thinking it as a juice” Ethan said “It is not that easy Ethan. Alice is a fairy. A fairy and a vampire have a quite unusual bond between them. Though both belong to different worlds, fairy blood attracts vampires, and once a vampire drinks fa

The morning dew still lingered on the leaves, condensed into drops, and fell onto his platinum hair. This time, he didn't cry anymore, just stood there, smiling and waiting for the sunshine. For the first and last time, he looked forward to those rays of sunlight even though he knew they would burn him. The first rays of sunlight gradually fell, passing through the leaves and shining directly on the happy face of the vampire, the last descendant of the royal line. Harvey felt the warmth brought by the sun, he thought about Aurora's beautiful face, her radiant smile, her long slender hands, her soft lips.

She opened the gate quickly and let them both in. "Do you know why the moon isn't red?" Harry asked, pointing to the dark sky, "because we aren't vampires!" He announced cheerfully. A person could get drunk from perceiving the amount of alcohol his every breath carried. Maria pushed and pulled till they were finally inside. Harry fell to the couch, his face buried in a pillow. For a brief second, Maria could have sworn he passed out, till she heard whimpering sounds coming from him. Was he- was he crying?!

Although she wasn't expecting an answer, she asked anyway. Akira's anxious about how a vampire could enter the safest place in the city. “For the fall of the king and rise of the new king.” The vampire guard muttered, and Akira heard it. ‘King? New King?’ “For the fall of the king and raise of the new king.” He muttered it repeatedly like a chant. The vampire's mouth was pouring saliva so thick and in the color blue. It reminded Akira of rabies, and she also saw it in pictures. Traces of thick things on the scene and the color blue weren't able to be identified back then. But after long research, it belonged to a dhampir.

She says provocatively. I don't want to look at her, however, her alluring tone that sounds like a lovely song pulls my eyes back to her as my brows knit displeasedly. This woman, who I believe is a vampire based on how she killed her prey, might have used some spell to control me or perhaps hypnotise me. I find that explanation so absurd. I see her looking coquettishly at me as she delivers her finger inside her mouth and sucks it. She hums in pleasure, and I gulp in fear.

The vampire smiled and walked behind me, yanking my hair back and exposing the veins on my neck, he licked the vein and I tried hard not to be sick. ‘’You think your Werewolf lover -- Percy is going to come save you don’t you?’’ He whispered into my ear and even then tied up as I was, scared and badly needing to use the bathroom, my heart still started the erratic beating I was now so familiar with. Percy. What had happened to him? . . . . and why was this male referring to him as a Werewolf? I hoped these vampires with the audacity to kidnap their princess hadn’t harmed him. I wondered what I would do, how I would feel if they had.

It was an exquisite torment, a dance of surrender and yearning. The vampire's fangs, unveiled like secrets shared between lovers, gently pierced her supple flesh. A sigh, laden with pleasure rather than pain, escaped Amira's lips, as if embracing a hidden union that bridged the realms of darkness and desire. It was a union forged in the alchemy of their souls. With each languid pull, the vampire savored the intoxicating elixir that flowed forth, mingling his immortal essence with her vibrant life force. The exchange was not solely sustenance but an enchanting pas de deux, a symphony of passion interwoven within their intertwined destinies.

123 Jenny’s POV I had always imagined the vampire realm as something grand, magical even. Maybe a mix between some ancient gothic castle and a supernatural paradise. But as I stepped through the portal with Jacob, Ian, Sophia, and Lyanna by my side, I couldn’t help but feel… underwhelmed.