Ikemen Vampire Isaac Novels & Stories

“If you don’t answer me boy, I’ll have one of my deputies rip your jaw off so I can see for myself.” Rancid opened his mouth and showed his fangs as well. His weren’t yellow, but they weren’t white either. “What about the rest of you? Tell me now or I’ll make this hell for you.” Isaac stepped forward and put his hand to his mouth holding back his top lip so he could show off his fangs. He didn’t say anything else and stepped back next to Rancid. “What about you women?” Cara replied, “We’re not vampires. Just the men.” “Let me see,”

My heart has been frozen since my parents were killed 150 years ago by someone they trusted. Sorry let me introduce myself, my name is Dominic Issac King, I am 300 years old and I am the King of Vampires. I have black hair, very pale skin, green eyes unless my vampire side is near the surface then they turn red. My vampires name is Caleb, he has red eyes and he is the more cruel brutal half of me. I have been told even us vampires can have a mate and that, that mate can thaw the frozen heart of even the coldest vampire, but I have only ever seen it once and that was my mother and father. I trust very few people after my parents got betrayed and because of that betrayal I turned cold. There a

We all know it was Julian,’ Isaac spat the name as if it had left a bad taste in his mouth, a hatred burning deeply in his very veins. At the mention of the former man turned vampire, every eye in the room turned to look at Alexa once more. Her face had gone pale, and her expression had soured, the tension in her shoulders returned tenfold, and her hands clenched, digging her nails into the skin of her palms. Every werewolf in the room heard her heart pick up, and her stomach twisted with a sickening fear that she seemed unable to shake and that angered her more than she’d allow herself to admit.

He laughed and eyed her darkly. “This half-blooded b*tch doesn't know her place yet, Thomas.” Amara screamed when Isaac started to move his face closer. His fangs were all ready to bite her. She cried for help and shouted Killian's name. The warriors just laughed in amusement. “Who are you calling, huh? Your savior?” Isaac mocked her and strangled her neck deeply. She felt his claw digging deeper into her skin, making her blood flow down her shoulder blades. “P-please...” she tried to speak, but she was almost out of breath.

After the war with the Blackbloods and his pack destroyed by Rafael, Isaac was initiated into the Blood Moon pack and he was settled in spontaneously. "Hi Isaac!" Gemini chimed with her brightest smile in place, it was something I noticed happening anytime Isaac walked by. Her eyes seemed to brighten up whenever he was around. "Hey Gemini…" Isaac beamed back, both of them falling silent, just lost in one another's eyes. "Hey... Isaac..." I waved at him to get back his focus which was currently stolen by Gemini. I think there is something going on between both of them. They like each other "You can just leave the flowers with the others around the pillar." I told him,

Author's POV Caius rolled his eyes as the man who had been a pain in his ass for years appearing wearing his usual smile. That wide sweet smile like he was the most innocent soul present in this world, the asshole who was after his kingdom's area for so long. He had no idea why the ministry adored and listened to this bastard, he was a vampire in the end, the same one who had killed so many creatures before. Kael paused before Caius letting his usual smile snap at the annoyed man, "Good afternoon, king Vlad." Caius sighed giving him a curt nod in response.

His voice was pure excitement, eyes sparkling like he’d found buried treasure. I nodded, grinning. “Yeah. And Isaiah? He’s a vampire.” Cole’s face lit up even more. “I knew something was off with that guy! From the day he showed up, he was… weird.” I ruffled his hair, standing up. I was impressed that the kid had managed to figure that out. But it was no secret that Isaiah was a creep. It would be hard for him to fool someone with that sort of demeanor. No matter how vampires tried to blend in, their cold-bloodedness always gave them away.

His hands immediately relax, and he begins rubbing the back of my hands with his thumbs. “He is like a cockroach. He just will not stay dead.” Sabastian has a strong distaste for the man standing before us. “Who is that with him?” Lawler asks before I can. “That would be my mark, mate, Izzy.” His eyes are fixed on the pair of them. “You need to get out there. I can recognize that body language from a mile away. She is uncomfortable.” I demand Sabastian. “On it.” I can see the world blur through his eyes as he runs at vampire speed out to where the pair of them reside.

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

“He came to me.” “What do you know of him?” Talen regarded the doorway where the man had gone with narrowed, suspicious eyes. “Whose child is he? What are his origins? Why would he come to the nest of one to whom he is not related?” “Samuel is from the Einheidem.” “And what is a vampire from the Einheidem doing here?” Talen arched an eyebrow. “In Concordia territory? Does Wilhelma know that an Einheidem vampire is roaming this land?”