Ikemen Vampire Vlad Novels & Stories

The Lord brought it to his lips and licked the blood flowing down the bone. -Still don't want to answer me? Silence. Ira heard women's screams in the distance. She knew that voice, hoarse from screams. It was her voice. Another crack. The body turned into a continuous wound, the darkness of unconsciousness was creeping up, but the yellow eyes were stronger. They penetrated the mind, forcing us to take another breath... - Damn you, father of darkness! - Vladyka stopped, looking at his work of art. “You surprised me, Lonter,” the king’s voice became almost gentle. The vampire knelt down, affectionately stroking the sweaty forehead of his victim.

Steve pushed open the rusty gate, and they walked up the overgrown path to the front door. The inside of the mansion was just as eerie and foreboding as the outside. The walls were covered in dust and cobwebs, and the furniture was draped in tattered old sheets. Celess couldn't help but wonder what kind of place this was and why Steve had brought her there. As if reading her mind, Steve said, "This is my home. I've lived here for centuries."Celess was taken aback. "Centuries? What do you mean?" Steve led her to a room that had been cleared of the dust and cobwebs, and motioned for her to sit on a velvet couch. "I mean that I'm a vampire, Celess. I'm immortal."

While Amber had been cleaning up the house and herself, she had 4 more vivid visions. These were much stronger than she ever had in the past. She saw the vampires she would need to go hunt down, and it wasn’t just a few either. She was shocked with how many visions and how many vampires there were. She went to her computer to do some research on the old downtown neighborhood and find out what the true issues were taking place and what were just vampire related. Her findings kept coming up with the same 2 she had in her visions. Mara and Gedeon Arma from the Armageddon Clan. “Sure, that was original!” The had been there about 10 years now. They moved in shortly after she had left and over the

I couldn’t help but smile at her. “As for the regular vampire abilities, we all have the ability to teleport and move with incredible speed,” Bernard continued to explain. “We all have heightened senses and can see in the dark with ease. We are also immortal, but not indestructible. Everybody has kryptonite. Ours happens to be silver. Silver weapons are used to kill us. The sun makes us ill and we could die if exposed long enough, but we won’t burn alive or explode.” “And we can eat garlic just fine,” Carter added with a smirk. “I hate that stereotype.”

Zinnia glanced at him before mumbling. "Who are you?" The man smiled before bowing his head a little in front of her, startling her; she wasn't used to people bowing to her, especially outsiders. "Kael Adrek, I am the leader of the second vampire clan, we just started about a decade ago, we had some indifferences with this kingdom. So today I came here for negotiation." He spoke evenly, watching her reaction with quiet interest. Zinnia nodded her head in understanding. "Then I wish you the best." The man laughed at her words, he realized how wrongly she had interpreted his words this time but didn't correct her and nodded his head.

An old vampire stepped forward, hands raised in a gesture of surrender. "We come in peace! Please, tell the warriors coming behind not to attack," he said, bowing his head. “Nikolai, don’t attack yet, but be prepared,” he instructed through the link, not waiting for a response. “Who are you?” Nikolai demanded, keeping his weapon steady. “My name is Vladimir, the Vampire King here in America,” the old vampire answered, his voice calm. A moment passed, tension thick in the air. The hundreds of vampires eyed Nikolai and Enzo, the sound of their breathing echoed in the woods. Nikolai clenched his jaw, ready for anything.

He walked in and stopped at the end of the alley. Three vampires in black robes with frighteningly pale faces were standing in a row facing him. They are waiting for him. Vladimir smiled at the vampire, who stood in the middle. “Arazor, the most feared soul-eater, and the meanest killer.” His face suddenly turned cold. “Why don’t you bow when you see your prince.” “You are not my prince. I will never bow to you!” said Arazor. Vladimir's angry eyes gripped Arazor's eyes. “Cedric must have wanted so badly to kill me that he sent you to do the job.”

Though someone may have complained about the lack of vitality. However, something unexpected hit Dante when one day, a woman came to his door with a child claiming that he was his father. There was no way that Dante would admit it because he didn't believe in women anymore when his mother left, not to mention the pure pleasure from fresh. But the DNA test left him speechless. The woman asked for quite a lot of money and left without any hesitation, she was soon gone again as if she never appeared. If it wasn't because of the child standing lively in front of him, Dante would consider all this as a dream, a nightmare. He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got wa

But holding it in wasn't going to make her situation any better. "Damn it Khloe I'm not going to punish you for crying." I finally said. I guess that's all she needed to hear because the next thing I knew, she was burying her face in my chest, finally letting her feelings show. I just laid there, holding her there as she cried. Most Vampires don't understand the mentality of humans. They don't allow their pets to show emotions and then get bored of their pets because they act like emotionless zombies. They don't understand that forcing a human to suppress how their feeling is just setting them up for failure.