I Love Vampires Novels & Stories

"The other name for it is vervain." I practically facepalm when I realize that it's a thing from Vampire Diaries. I decided to just ignore the whole subject and focus again on my beautiful mate. I gripped one of Archie's hands and guided it away from his face and placed it against my chest where he could feel my heart beating in my chest. He gasped, looking up at me before I pulled him up and into the bed with me. He carefully wrapped his arm around my stomach and placed the side of his head on my chest as my heartbeat calmed him down. The door opened and Dr. Ash walked in along with Lila, who smiled when she saw the way her son lay next to me. My hands ran through his hair to calm his breat

He said, and this only added to Alice's confusion of why he could say those words so easily to a stranger. Devon reached for her fingers, which she was fiddling and intertwined hers with his. Alice couldn’t help but bite her lips as her heart hammered in her chest. The tingling feeling she always felt when they touched was increasing. “We Lycan have only one person they love throughout their life. That person is called their mate”

A memory rose, greasy and bright, laughing faces around a table, the careless arrogance of youth when you think the world is a place you own. “There was Rebekah,” I said. The name left a bitter taste in my mouth. “She was sweet. She was young. They stole her from us, took more than just her blood. Took something we couldn’t get back.” I felt it now, like a cold hand on my spine. “That was when I learned what they could do, vampires are deadly. They killed his girlfriend.” Isla’s whisper came quieter than the rustle of the book’s pages. “That explains the hatred.”

It took almost two weeks for him to resurface. I used this time of separation from my lover to study and research as much as I could about vampires. I ran across a statement that stuck in my head and just kept playing over and over. God makes and loves all things and all creatures. It’s man who decides what’s evil and what’s not. It was so true. Sure, the vampires that attacked me and my group of muggers were bad, but so were the muggers. There are good and bad in all species. I knew in my heart of hearts that Duncan was good. If the truth was to be known; even if he was bad, it was too late. I’d already fallen in love with him.

he added, the sweetest smile on his face. But Cyrille was taken aback when the man’s fangs protruded from his mouth, as if in a vampire film, and she became even more terrified. “Now, let me taste you once more, my love...” Cyrille awoke sweating profusely, trying to catch her breath. She can’t believe what she’s been dreaming about. She enjoys everything about vampires, but that was the only time she was scared. “Wait, what was that? Why did I have such a random dream?” She kept asking herself, unable to believe what had happened to her. She felt as if she were in a bureaucratic nightmare that she would never be able to escape, no matter how way too obsessed she is with vampires.

He scoffed, turning away. "Love is a distraction. I'm at a crossroad where love is only seen as a useless, weak and ridiculous emotion. Vampires see love as a virus that infects the host's senses and weaken the mind. So no. I'm not in love with you. I like you, I like how you fit so perfectly with me, I like it when you smile and more importantly, I love how good your blood feels." She rolled her eyes, "I hear ya. And no, we definitely do not fit. Not down there,"

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

Don’t ask me questions, OK? “Hmm…. Lemme see” I said, "cause i don’t trust those vampires." I frowned. There are 3 things i hate on this planet: Rogues, Liers and VAMPIRES!!! I don’t know why the moon goddess created those creatures, geez! Carl took out a white packet and placed some of it in a straight line on a dish. I sniffed it…. Damn! It was good. How the heck did they get their hands on stuff like this?

Do vampires, the cold-blooded creatures even understand our bond and what we are like, I know they aren't loyal, but would she be loyal to me? "Roman," dad calls, he knows that I don't like vampires, I can't really stand them, but she's different, she's not like them, I want to hold her and tell her she can shift but her fangs, they are repulsing me, how could someone be repulsed by someone who should be in love with? "I...I..." I say not sure what to say, or how to react to this.

It was even worse as a vampire. Edward once told me love would be the death of vampires. We aren't made for love, only lust. We are demonized and shunned—we'll never be accepted. I should have listened to Edward. But here I was, searching the room for answers to help someone who had already turned her back on me.