Harry Potter Vampire Inheritance Fanfiction Novels & Stories

This is the best birthday ever. I was a wicked, greedy, and immodest vampire, but when I saw the woman I loved again. Everything is new, everything has changed. The word LOVE changed an infamous vampire. I did nothing else inside Vampire High but bully my fellow students. I didn't expect the woman to cut my horn to come. That is none other than Clementine, the Scarlet of my life and the only Gredator of my life. The number of times we have gone through trials. Before we achieved this life, here we were separated when we were just kids and met again inside Vampire High. She chased after people who wanted to kill her and was again separated for more than two years. But come back again to conti

Harry says and he forces his body to relax back, but there's still tension in his shoulders, "I don't want anyone talking about me and Bee, Aiden. That's all I'll ask of you, find a way to divert the attention like Bee said. Other than that... I'm choosing to let all of you be free and wild and gross. I'm letting your incest dreams come to fucking life. If that's what you want, that's what you get. Who am I to judge." "Dad," Aiden growls, "None of us is fucking incestuous. And you're still judging while retreating back into your old ways of avoiding shit. If you hate this, hate it out loud. Lily is your daughter, we get it's weird, but we love each other. And me and Damon? We're becoming clo

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

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

Head down, listening to the laughter around me, I felt strangely numb. Adrian's cold smile still lingered on his lips, sharp and cruel. I just drew a slow breath and made myself speak again. "I want thirty million. I... I saw a ruby brooch. I want to buy it back." That ruby brooch was the antique my mother had been wearing the day she died. She'd told me it had come down from her grandmother, and that on my wedding day she would give it to me. She never got the chance. Adrian was a vampire, sharp-minded, and he forgot nothing.

If my master needed to feed to heal, then that’s precisely what would happen. “Drink,” I whispered, crawling over to him. I relaxed beside him, elongating my neck for the perfect bite. “You need it. Drink.” “No,” Dorian snarled, shifting away from me. “I…I can’t.” My brows scrunched in confusion. “Why…?” “I will ensure you don’t take too much from her,” Jenkins said. “I cannot make the same promise if you enter bloodlust.” Blood pooled around him on the floor, covering his hair and skin in crimson ichor. My panic began to rise, remembering that my mother was killed by a vampire who had entered bloodlust. I did not want to experience the same fate.

"Work it out? She destroyed us, Jaxon! You're going to destroy your father's legacy, everything our ancestors built, for her and this fucking child!" She's spiraling, the dagger trembling in her grip as hysteria takes hold. "I would have died for you! I would have bled for Wolfgang pack, would have given you pure-blooded heirs worthy of our bloodline⁠—" While Victoria runs her yap, I catch Harry's terrified gaze and let my eyes fall to his little hands. Then I tip my head at him, mouthing the words: Like we practiced. Like throwing a baseball. Harry shakes his head frantically, too scared to move, but he’s every inch of my fucking blood because he understands what I’m trying to do.

Harry promises, but I do not stop! "Promise me that you will protect me no matter what. Tell me that you will tell Xavier that I can kill him and that he has to stop being unfaithful to me. I am his mate and will remain his mate for the rest of his life. He better marry me, and he better turn me into a vampire-witch. It might make my magic stronger if I am a vampire. Promise me you will do all that, and I will spare your life," I say. "I promise I will tell him everything you told me to do. However, I can not promise you that Xavier will do it. You know how hard-headed he is. I can only promise you to do my best," Harry says.

She had faked her identity as a former Alpha’s descendant to claim the inheritance, so that she could have Harry. Harry and his family had fallen right into her lies. “How did you…” I said, “Teresa, I didn’t expose you before out of respect for you as a mother-wolf. But you need to stop protecting Harry. He violated the pack’s rules and tried to be the new Alpha. If you don’t want to share his fate, step aside.” Werewolves whispered to each other. They all stared at Teresa and Harry. Harry snatched the document from my hand and glared at Teresa.

"Did you really think it would be that easy?" "What do you mean?" I demanded. "The golden liquid doesn't take away vampire powers," he said. "It transfers them." "Transfers them where?" My father pointed at me. "To the nearest blood relative." I felt something happening inside me. A rush of power that was different from anything I'd experienced before. Darker. Hungrier. "No," I whispered. "Yes," my father laughed. "You just inherited all of my power, Daisy. All of my darkness. All of my hunger for destruction."