Harry Potter Vampire King Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He speaks Emma, looking at the King. And the other second Jack disappeared, leaving the two of us in the room. King is still looking at the same place where Jack was standing and in a blink of a second, he too, disappears. I inhale a deep breathe. What was he going to say anyway? One thing I notice as per my experience, vampires have major, like extremely major mood swings. They are weird. 'Some are dangerously hot as well.' I scoff, look what that hotness did to my arms! They are just heartless creatures, who drive humans as per their convenience. Especially King Xavier.

Draco sat opposite him, they both startled and looked up when I entered. "What is it?" Mitch asked, immediately standing up and coming around the table when he saw my facial expression. "What is it?" I tried to talk but no words could come out. Draco placed a glass cup into my hand and I drained it down without thinking. I grimaced when the hotness of whisky washed down my throat and settled in my belly. "What is it?" Mitch asked again. "I saw the vampire king," I said. They both puckered up and went stiff. I took another glass full of whiskey and drank it to calm my raging nerves. "It was more like, HE saw me."

She snarls, angry at not being able to fight as these vampires kill our pack members. I see the vampire king come up behind Clint. His eyes are full of bloodlust, and he grabs Clint and sinks his teeth into his neck. Clint flails at first, but he’s being drained of blood quickly. As his arms fall to his side and the light begins to dim in his eyes, I hear him whisper. “I’m coming, Lily.”

Ava and Ryder entered, only a young handsome man was seated leisurely drinking blood from a goblet in his hands. "Where is the king?" Ava whispered to her aunt. "I am the king." the young man answered, a lazy smile playing on his face. "You are the king? How?" Ryder echoed in shock. "There is something called eternal youth for vampires." the king replied. Ryder kept looking at the king in shock, he could have sworn the king looked just like Ava's elder brother. He even looked younger than Ryder. What sorcery was this. Suddenly a thought occurred to him.

The atmosphere tensed up, as fear gripped all of them. Meanwhile, sitting on the throne now, is a figure, dressed in all black, with a big black cloak, on his body, the big hoodie, covering his head, making his face invisible, but anyone could tell that he is a dangerous creature. Standing up on his feet, slowly, he took his hand to his head, and held the tip of the hoodie, before letting it fall off his face, revealing the most beautiful face ever. Yes, he's beautiful, he is a man, but saying he's cute or handsome, is an understatement. His lips are the most perfect lips, which you would kill to have a taste of, his pointed nose, the most beautiful of them all, which your fingers would itch

~~~ Amaya His eyes no longer had those pretty green tint in them. They were now a bright glowing red colour. His teeth now contained a pair of sharp fangs ready to bite through your skin anytime. He wasn't just my kidnapper anymore. Nor my stalker. He was now my vampire. This realization hit me like a train. My feet were glued to one place not daring to move. My breathing had stopped a while ago. The beast in front of me must've caught on to my nervousness because a small pang of hurt shot across his face but quickly vanished.

His voice dropped, heavy as iron. He knew of the killings whispered through his realm. Not long ago a poor omega widow had stumbled weeping into the palace courtyard, her gown torn and soaked with her son’s blood. The boy had been found pale and cold, drained dry. King Harry himself had gone to see the body; the puncture marks on the throat had told the tale—a vampire’s hunger. The memory still clung to him like a shadow. “You may leave,” he told the guard quietly. The man bowed and withdrew.

But suddenly their sweet moment was interrupted when someone entered the panting and catching his breath. "Harry? Where are you from and why are you out of breath?" The king asked. "Something came up lycans are attacking the kingdom their after the princess" The man called Harry said. The Queen gasped and hug her baby tightly. The king closes his eyes in anger and ordered his men to guard the gates. Before he leave he kissed his wife on the forehead and left. The scenario changed. I am now outside the gates. I gasped. Bloods are everywhere. I saw the king lying on the ground lifeless. I turned around, I saw the queen lifeless. No this can't be happening! I looked around Many are dead. Anger

He pushed the lifeless body to the ground, and his mouth was covered with blood, and his eyes suddenly shined so brightly red as he inhaled with satisfaction. A vampire! Fuck!. I have never been in this situation; what the fuck would I do? I just wish I would wake up from this terrible nightmare. The man turned to face me, and his eyes met mine with a cold, haunting intensity. He had a certain regal aura about him, but it was marred by the darkness in his gaze. It was then that he spoke, his voice laced with a chilling tone. "You must be wondering who I am," he said, holding my cheek tight and sniffing my neck like he was looking for the perfect spot to bite. I am the Vampire King." He said.

I said to him and he just cocked his head to the sight. “A pretty lady with tasty veins in my laps isn't an inconvenience. Shut up, let's eat,” he said to me. The way he asked me to shut up caught me off guard, so much so that he rearranged my limps on his laps and gestured to some people. A table was brought in and set right in front of us. I stared at everything that was placed in front of us in shock. I wasn't entirely sure what he wanted from me. “Est up, you've had a long day,” the vampire King said to me as he reached over for a chalice. Someone came to his side, slit their wrist and filled the cup with their blood.