Hermana Vampiro Novels & Stories

The gammas were doing a total clean before the area turned into a decaying center. ‘’Find the vampire queen, the only tip I have is the dark hills’’ Beta Enzo replied. Mrs Anderson may be a born vampire, but she was not from a royal family. Just like her husband, she has been power desperate making her surround herself with only people with similar thinking as her. Henrietta had not been the first.

She later paid for what she said. After convincing my mom to sign me up for camp for a summer, Darien quickly came to the camp convincing the lady he was my father and took me to his home for Vampire training. He took me to see a woman with long black hair, and two different shades of eye color; one brown and one blue. And when she took my hand and curled her lip at me; I knew I failed some sort of test. Especially when she said, “the hybrid would kill you. You do not have the genes for this job, and nor shall you ever. A Vampire you are, and a Vampire you will be. And since Darien and Thomas have brought me the wrong one, I have no choice but to kill you.”

Deep down inside, she somehow enjoyed the degradation, the humiliation Draven provided and it scared her. Some few weeks ago, she had been one of the most ruthless vampire hunter, her name topped the charts for her hatred towards their kind, they didn't matter, to her, they were just parasites that needed to be exterminated. Fast forward to some weeks later, here she was, leashed to Callan's bed like a dog awaiting his instructions.

“Just tell me who else was helping you, and the pain will stop.” “I al-al-ready told you,” Bertha mutters. “No one else. Just Brenda and me.” “It’s a shame I don’t believe you,” Kris says, pushing down on the lever. The wheel begins to move, and Bertha screams in pain. I’m standing about ten feet away, and I can see fresh blood staining her uniform on all four joints. Vampires do bleed, particularly if we’ve eaten recently. We are more like humans and shifters than most other species recognize.

Melia stopped spinning her, and Helena stood still, with Melia staring at her furiously. "Listen to this, you promiscuous blonde," she said, not holding back, and everyone who saw her opened their mouths slightly at those words. "This damn snow-haired imbecile is mine, only mine," she emphasized with possession. "No one touches him, no one hugs him by the neck, no one gets close to him, except me. Everything..." she trailed off. "Everything you see, everything that makes him up, is mine, got it?" Helena nodded frantically, unable to articulate, as doing so would probably make the chocolate cookies made by Za come out of her stomach in liquid form.

vamp (plural vamps) Noun A flirtatious, seductive woman, especially one who uses sexual desire to exploit men. [ca. 1915] ~ A certain group of strippers are forced to reunite under tragic circumstances. When one of them is found murdered in her home, the five of them come together to form an ally, their aim, to bring the killer to justice. But somewhere along the line, they find their lives entangled each in a bigger mess.

Strangely, the face that stared back at me wasn't one I was very familiar with. The one in the mirror was fat, no, chubby. She had full, beautiful cheeks. There was even some color on her skin, some rosy pink color. She looked more alive than I had looked in all my grandeur as the Vampire Queen. “What The Fuck Is Going On Here?” I whispered slowly, highlighting every word as I backed away from the mirror. Then it all made sense to me… The moon goddess indeed answered my prayer, gave me another shot at life, but definitely not the easiest chance to fulfill my aim of killing Rowan.

I shrugged, moving to sit on the edge of my desk. “You’ve name-dropped my aunt, but that doesn’t immediately say you’re one of the trustworthy vampires. She was, after all, a member of the infamous Adio guild. You could be a vampire she’s dealt with in the past or who’s only heard of her.” Hana forged on, ignoring the nearly palpable sexual tension now in the room.

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”

Lucifer had also joined in, wiping and killing lots of werewolves until they came. They rode in their horses as they were all in black clothing. Even their horses were trained and the leader there was Sheriam, she had come with their fighters. The look on Lucifer's face when he spotted them was one that a person would want to keep as a trophy. Sheriam and her seer warriors stopped their horses right in the middle of the battlefield and raised their palms into the air, crossing their fingers as they joined their palms together while their fingers where crossed, brought them up to their faces and then pushed them back towards the group of vampires that were running towards them, the fingers st