Ikemen Vampire Vincent Novels & Stories

The sizzle of pure silver searing flesh filled the air. She clutched her burned arm and let out a bloodcurdling scream. I froze. I never imagined she would throw herself onto silver, a vampire's greatest weakness, just to frame me. Instinctively, I took a step forward to check her injury, reaching out to help her up. But in the next instant, Vincent teleported to her side, pulling Camilla protectively into his arms. His crimson eyes locked on to me, blazing with fury. "What did you do!" "Apologize to Camilla. Now!"

Plus, he couldn't use the [Time-Stop] skill for the next seventeen minutes. Facing three werewolves with alpha status was already very troublesome. Especially if you take into account Vincent, a noble class vampire who can harden his body to be as hard as a diamond. Also, Vincent has an extraordinary body regeneration ability. "I told you, you're too impatient. Hey, how about you sit down with us and discuss business together?" Vincent offered a second time. "Actually, what are you planning to do?"

Vincent smiled coldly, “My sister and I have different views on the world, we do not see eye-to-eye.” I realised something then, something that had been in the back of my mind from the first moment I met Vincent, he was Pro-witch. He was one of the rare vampires who believes we should be free, that is why his sister wishes to destroy him, she believes we should be slaves for all eternity. How could I have not noticed sooner? Now I see t, it was obvious the whole time. “I must go, I have duties to attend to.” He said, turning to leave. “Enjoy your bath.”

She knew that I was avoiding her, as any sane person would. “Well, here I am.” She directed a playful eye roll at the older man. “This one, he gets his attitude from his father. Dorian, I’d officially like you to meet Sir Vincent Mendalv, the-” “King of vampires and one of the originals, I know. It’s a pleasure meeting the man who’d once plagued North Creekville into their darkest time yet and sent most of my kind to their early death.” With a tight lipped smile, I stretched out my hand towards the blood sucking leach.

I said, flashing him my best daring smile. Is that a challenge, mutt? “I’m not shooting my sister’s mate,” he said, matter of fact. “Yes about that. You are one of the historians here … what do you know about this happening before? Another vampire/shifter situation,” I inquired. His eyes lit up and he seemed very happy to help with my demand. I was glad for it and trusted it would stay between us. It better. “It’s rare but it happens, there was a vampire named … hmmm I think his name was Vincent. Maybe a decade ago he was mated to a plain old human. I think he lives in Caracas,” he said.

I raised my head from the ground. “F-fuck you and the horse you rode in on, you disgusting piece of shit!” Anger took over his face, I could feel it radiating off him. Good. He wouldn’t get to bad guy “monologue” me and expect me to politely sit and listen. “Once your powers have fully become mine, I intend to kill all of you dogs. Werewolves are the most revolting creatures and I will never rest until everyone is dead at my-“ Vincent rant was cut short when he suddenly grabbed his chest and staggered backwards. I looked up to see the veins of his eyes, face, and neck, beginning to bulge and turn a sickening black.

If she attacked her because of her sweet scent, our secret could be exposed. You see me and my family ( My mother, Aurora. My father, Charlie. My sister, Alex and her boyfriend, Jasper, who is also my best friend. We are vampires. We don't hurt humans anymore. We just feed on them and our magical powers drain their memories of us by drinking their blood from their minds. Next morning, they will wake up thinking that the mark is just a hickey. We used to live in Virginia but we had no choice but to leave it to protect ourselves. While we were there ,my family made an enemy of a very powerful and ancient vampire, Vincent. Vincent's brother went on a ripper spree in our area so we dealt with it

It was the instincts that kept vampires alive no matter what once their species first began to grow. It was a fight that he could never win and he knew it. I knew it. I looked back up to see that Nico had gone almost completely still save for the quick rise and fall of his chest. Not a single muscle in his body was relaxed, like if he showed one sign of weakness he would lose whatever control he had left. His eyes went wide before his entire face contorted in pain. I let out a small gasp as he stumbled forward, catching himself by grabbing onto the wooden frame on the foot of the bed.

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

She is tall, smart and beautiful, she is 5′10" tall, with a beautiful curvy body, long golden blonde hair that goes down her butt in natural waves and complements her beauty. Her eyes are a shade of grey that almost looks like silver in colour, her face is an oval shape that makes her look even more beautiful with her thin plump lips. Her smile can make anyone forget their pain and sorrow and smile with her, her wolf is as large as an Alpha wolf, she is golden in colour with silver streaks in between making her look magnificent. She is a real form of beauty in both her forms. Vincent Austin Pearson - Alpha King of the Royal Moonstone Pack (Wolf’s name Vince) Vincent is the King of the werewo