Ikemen Vampire Vlad Novels & Stories

added Vladimir, he said from the bottom of his deepest and sincere heart. "Sure, I will ask for your help. How is your relationship with Ridley the werewolf then?" Edmund asked back. "Don't worry, I am fine with the family members of the Zircon Pack," said Vladimir. ******

An old-looking vampire comes forward, and when he sees us, he raises both hands like he is in surrender. “We come in peace. Please ask the warriors coming this way not to attack.” He says and bows his head. ‘Dad, don’t attack, but be ready.’ I say, not waiting for the answer. “Who are you?” I ask. “My name is Vladimir, and I am the Vampire king. Here in America.”

Vladimir glared at his father for the last time before walking out of the room. “I know how to walk, thank you!” snapped Vladimir when one vampire tried dragging him like what they’re doing to Zheira. Inclining his head, he crossed his arms. “Put your filthy hands away from that girl.” “The king’s order—” the vampire holding her tried to counter, but Vladimir gave him a steamy glare. “Don’t force me to cut that hand, you lowly Elite. I can ensure your misery with nothing but a flick of my thumb. So when I say you put your hands away, you do it for your sake!” He gritted his teeth; however, they feign deaf.

There wasn't even a scream, only ash piled up before the victor, Ezekiel took a step back shocked at his "How!? He was immortal!?" Vlad slowly laughed and looked at Tala, she as well was lost "Isn't it a shame that all these years you feared them to be immortal, when they were in fact as easy to cut down as the rest?" Tala said nothing and he turned to the other vampire "One down, one to go" Ezekiel took a step back. "Don't you dare run!" The man sprout a set of wings and took off, Vlad slapped his face then turned to Tala "Forgive me again"

vamp (plural vamps) Noun A flirtatious, seductive woman, especially one who uses sexual desire to exploit men. [ca. 1915] ~ A certain group of strippers are forced to reunite under tragic circumstances. When one of them is found murdered in her home, the five of them come together to form an ally, their aim, to bring the killer to justice. But somewhere along the line, they find their lives entangled each in a bigger mess.

Abu was one of the great grim reapers, in fact the head if the grim reaper's empire, who collects the souls of the deaths, a male who has long white hair, full white eyes that you couldn’t even tell where he was staring at; he always wore a bright large black cloak, has a long scythe with blue flames around it, and most of all a huge black yet stunning wings, sometimes you found it creepy but his wings were unique compared to what we commonly imagine, it’s maybe dark and scary but some of them found it beautiful, lastly, there were always some black butterflies flying around him, they were the souls who were punished because of their sin that cannot be forgiven, and as punishment, they were

He spent some minutes in the bathroom and during that time, Camilla tried her best to gather strength and run away though she was very weak because Sebastian had almost drained all the blood she had in her body. "Camilla you can do this, he's taking some time in there. Just run for it!" She said inwardly as she struggled to wear her shorts and bra that were on the edge of the bed and make a run for it. She was finally able to wear them seconds later but she had a hard time standing on her two feet. Every part of her body felt weak and mustering up strength to run from this man will take a toll on her later but she didn't care at this point. All she wanted at this moment was to be away from S

He took a step back and she landed on the bare floor. "I doubt you know who I am," he spoke without fear. She laughed maniacally, "we, the condemned, have neither fear of the gods nor of man. Tell me, who are you?" He smiled, "I am no man. I am Sebastian Deusdedit, lord of the vampires." She seemed a bit shocked for an instant then her eyes glowed even more. "Even more lovely," she licked blood red lips, "your heart will give us even more power than we have ever had and we will conquer the villages and rip their heart to shreds."

When the light dissipated, I looked at Adrian, hoping he was okay. I was the only one who knew he was truly a vampire so I wondered how he'd look after this process. He had survived the transformation, but his appearance had drastically changed. He now bore the markings of a Limean werewolf - a less honourable breed, less dominant and easier to control. I could sense the power flowing through him, but it was subdued.

I quickly turned around, I was amazed to see about nine vampires standing across us. Four vampire warriors either side of one larger vampire. He seemed to be their leader. His figure was twice theirs, and the same size as Zayne’s when he was in his Lycan form. He had scars over his chest, his large fangs reaching his jaws. His eyes were red almost like blood. “What do you want, Luca?” Zayne asked, addressing the one in the middle. “I'm facing Vadka five days from now. Didn't he tell you?” “Oh! I know. But I can't let you use that sword unfortunately.