Ikemen Vampire Vlad Novels & Stories

he says. “You called her a mutt!” Tanya spits out. “She’s my friend. That’s what she is, and you insulted her.” “Tanya,” I say, trying to warn her. Vampires aren’t as strong as werewolves, but they’re impossibly fast. It makes battles between our factions difficult to win on either side. However, Vasile surprises me. “My apologies. I did not mean to insult Erika Edwards’s friend. Perhaps we can start again,” he says, extending his hand to me. “I am Vasile Northway, the owner of Essence.”

“Vladimir.” I blink, the anger building in me halting. In the long line of lords who once had claims to the throne while the power still remained with the other races, Vladimir is by far the oldest. A vampire lord known especially for his cruel sense of humor and a reputation for being a rather ruthless killer.

They typically drain their victim’s blood using their sharp fangs, killing them and turning them into vampires. In general, vampires hunt at night since sunlight weakens their powers. Some may have the ability to morph into a bat or a wolf. Vampires have super strength and often have a hypnotic, sensual effect on their victims. They can’t see their image in a mirror and cast no shadows. Vlad the Impaler It’s thought Bram Stoker named Count Dracula after Vlad Dracula, also known as Vlad the Impaler. Vlad Dracula was born in Transylvania, Romania. He ruled Walachia, Romania, off and on from 1456-1462.

Right now, all I could think about is my anger towards my Father and how I needed to protect my mother at all costs. Closing the gap between us, the man reached his hand forward. Carefully I placed my hand into his and immediately felt a buzzing sensation wash throughout my body. “Don’t worry. It is just the contract. Nothing to be frightened about.” He must have noticed my unease of the feeling to mention it. “Ready?” He asks as though he has all the time in the world to wait on me to be ready. Hesitantly I nod my head. His smile turns wicked as his grip tightens on my hand, and I instantly feel myself become overwhelmed with the buzzing feeling. “I Lawler Brandt King of the Northern Vampir

“ That’s a very ancient term, micuța mea. My kind prefer a much modern version of what you people say these days. Vampires. Plus the actual Dracula is not a blood sucking creature like I do, not yet though. He was a voivode first, a prince, powerful ruler who I once call great grand father." “Wait, wait! As in Vlad the Impaler the one that Luke Evan’s played in Dracula Untold? The guy who fought the Turks?” “You know your history well, micuța mea. I am pleased.” She laughed softly. “I’m not so sure about that, actually. I just like to watch movies with Clara, my best friend on the weekends. So, if Vlad the Impaler is your grandfather, that would mean the movie was real. He became a Dracula

He was a vampire. A vampire was being tortured in the basement of Ridlers.

"Wait twelve hours, I want to make sure she isn't faking this." We nodded and he stormed out of the room. "What are we going to do?" Percival asked me. "She can do this for 24hrs, she's stronger than her people." I told him, before I wrote a letter and sent it out by crow. It was to a friend I had made when we were briefly stationed in Wallachia. A Vampire named Vlad Tepes, I didn't really know much about him, seeing as he could have been any Vlad Tepes. That Voivode never showed his real face. As far as any of us knew he was the oldest Vampire there was. Except the strange thing was that he used to be an Elf, no one knows what happened.

" Vlad responded grimly and narrowed his icy distant eyes at her.. " How is that your business?!" Anita lashed at him and smacked the crown of her head with annoyance. " Because I am your mate!" Vlad spat at her, and his eyes raged! A long staff appeared in his hand, and he immediately stamped it on the ground, which shook the whole place rapidly ! Anita was starting to have an headache with all these, and she felt the vampire king was the most annoying person she had ever met!

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.

Alessia will not casually spill Federico's secret of being an immortal vampire to anyone—let alone the dumb mortal girl who dares to force herself into Federico's home. But Federico does not nod or even look grateful at Alessia. In fact, his brow is beginning to droop low—almost as if he is displeased. "Hailey is my possession. You are not break what is mine," Federico replies. Alessia laughs without any joy. "You can find another servant to replace her. She isn't worth keeping when she's already so defective." Then Federico does the unimaginable. He walks up to Hailey and grabs her by the wrist. The poor, idiot girl startles, but Federico has supernatural strength—one of the perks of being