Harry Potter Is A True Vampire Fanfiction Novels & Stories

That shut him up real fast. I saw his head jerk in my peripheral vision, and when I finally looked at him, his brows were drawn together, confused. His mouth opened a little, like maybe he was about to laugh, thinking I was joking. But then he saw my face—flat, serious, dead tired—and his smile faded. “Wait... what?” “I’m serious.” I finally turned my body toward him, slouching low in my seat, my arms crossed over my chest like I was trying to hold myself together. “That stuff you made me drink yesterday—whatever it was. Will it do anything against vampires?”

Harry unbuttoned his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. He stepped closer. “Trust me, Ivy. We don’t need the healer or the antidote. This way, we’ll even have our own pup… You’ll have to be my mate then, won’t you?” He reached out and lifted my chin. “Even in this life, you can never escape me. You’ll always be mine, Ivy.” As my consciousness faded, it hit me. Harry had come back from past, too.

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

Alessia will not casually spill Federico's secret of being an immortal vampire to anyone—let alone the dumb mortal girl who dares to force herself into Federico's home. But Federico does not nod or even look grateful at Alessia. In fact, his brow is beginning to droop low—almost as if he is displeased. "Hailey is my possession. You are not break what is mine," Federico replies. Alessia laughs without any joy. "You can find another servant to replace her. She isn't worth keeping when she's already so defective." Then Federico does the unimaginable. He walks up to Hailey and grabs her by the wrist. The poor, idiot girl startles, but Federico has supernatural strength—one of the perks of being

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

"And, you can't be like her." "Why?" "She's a vampire." "What?" Mrs Heirden faints in her husband's arms upon hearing the revelation, while Mario swallows hard. "She's so unique." Mario states awkwardly. "But, she is too good to be a vampire. I thought they were ruthless creatures, according to the books. But she… she seems kind to me." Morgan shuts Mario a look with a face saying 'you're a fool', and stands up. "Pa, let's take mom inside. And, you two are beaten so badly. You must recuperate."

He shut his eyes, not wishing to see the monster I was. "Look at me!" I growled, morphing back to human. He needed to trust me first. When he opened his eyes I put him down, maintained social distance and wiped the blood from my mouth with the back of my hand, flashed a warm friendly smile, "am a newly turned vampire, I don't want to kill anyone, so I choose to drink blood without harming innocent people like you doctor. So, here is what we are going to do!" I moved toward him in a blink of an eye. Compulsion was the best way out, "you are going to get me twenty bags of blood in the trash can outside the exit. Forget I was here!" He shut his eyes for a minute, and when he opened them, I had

"You should rest for a while. I'll have someone bring you some food." As he left the room, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was terribly wrong. I remembered the warning he had given me earlier, the way he had hypnotized me, and the fangs in my neck. As he opened the door and was about to step outside, I had the courage (out of God-only-knows-where!) to whisper, "Are you... a vampire?" Professor Darking stopped in his tracks and turned to face me, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. For a moment, he said nothing, just looked at me with those dark, piercing eyes. Then, slowly, he walked back to the couch and sat down next to me.

Fooled and pulled in by Setareh’s beauty and manipulation. “What a perfect ending to this bullshit little story. To have both Javed’s intended and her new mate… Gotta say, impressed you wasted no time there doggy… To have you both taken out by the very male who was entombed next to Javed during his entire sentence! The male who has basically been frozen for a thousand years and is still very much a baby vampire. With a baby vampire’s thirst and serious lack of control…” a female says, her voice low and serious. I wince as the collared vamp growls with his fangs out, there’s already blood on his chest likely from his first snack of the night. His eyes are practically red and he’s clearly stil

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.