House Of Vampires Novels & Stories

I yelled, hitting his chest repeatedly. He held my hand, stopping me from doing that. "It's not possible. You can't turn me into a vampire if you're not one yourself, right?' I asked. He raised an eyebrow at me. "How do I explain this to you?" He asked. "I don't know. Tell me something, anything but just don't tell me what you did worked" "It worked, okay? You've turned to a vampire. But right now, you're a newborn and your type are newly transitioned vampires. You need time to process a lot. Because you might become unstable because of heightened senses and emotions, ``he explained.

he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

I stared at him in even more confusion and blinked my eyes rapidly trying to grasp what he just said when my head start to hurt, the pain started small and it advanced and before I knew it all I could see was black. I was awake again, only this time my head doesn't hurt that much anymore and I remember who I am but I'm not in the same place I was before I blacked out. What is this place? There's blood everywhere, the smell is driving me crazy, I have to leave before I kill someone. I tried to stand up but my legs felt like jelly. I regained my balance and tried to find my way out of this strange place before I turn full vamp. As I went farther away the smell of blood reduced and my urges les

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

Dad said. But I sat at my desk looking through the photos and I knew that something didn’t look right. “Dad. A lot of these people were killed in their houses.” I said. “Yeah.” Dad said. “That doesn’t make any sense. A vampire can’t enter a human’s house without an invitation. So, how did they get into these people’s houses?” I asked. And he looked at me with a confused look on his face. “They have to have someone working for them that could have taken down that protection shield in human’s houses.” An elder said.

Then he gave me a middle finger before dragging the curtain to obscure my view of his room. What the hell? Did he not see…? Also, RUDE! I looked to the building across from the previous house. It was another house. The first-floor window overlooked a woman washing dishes while her family was playing cards on the table behind her. At the same time, a wolf pushed an emo model –you know what, I take it back. For the sake of easier narration, it’s easier to call them vampires –into the front garden of the house. They were not even trying to hide their noises as they tussled with each other, turning the garden into a mess. The wolf growled loudly while the woman vampire screamed as she kicked th

If so, she’ll want answers I certainly don’t want to give. Most humans believe in coincidences, but vampires have no room for such foolishness. I quickly realize the smell is centralized around the front door and one of the windows; they didn’t come in. The house is owned by a human who would have needed to give consent. Otherwise, a human in the home would have to give consent. It’s very easy for a vampire to have a human pet go into a residence and then invite them in, it happens all the time. But I don’t believe that happened here. What did they want?

"Exactly. House Castellan, House of Black. Vampire warlords. They're brutal, efficient, and control most of the military structure. Most of the elite combat units are House Black." "Vampires are real?" "Everything's real here," Amon continued. "House Augustus, House White. They're keepers of relics and ancient rites. Very secretive, very powerful. If something old and dangerous needs to be handled, House White deals with it." "And the fifth?" "House Sparrow, House Red. Assassins, spies, information networks. That's my House." He said it with zero pride. "We handle the jobs nobody else wants to touch. Infiltration, elimination, surveillance."

She asks the boy hesitantly: “Are you… a vampire too?” David shakes his head and replies: “Although I am also a member of the Hiddleston family, but only a few are of vampire blood. Those people are the ones who hold the leadership of the family…” “But… do vampires only suck the blood of women?” “Yes, especially the blood of virgins” Mia asks to clarify her long-standing questions: “And, what does rank in this house mean, do you know David?” “I guess, it's probably ranked by blood palatability. I'm not a vampire, but I have a good sense of smell, and it seems that a girl named Lita is also liked by Malcolm"