Irl Vampire Novels & Stories

The world swam before my eyes. - A vampire who doesn't drink blood is a dead vampire. You, stupid, could have had it all! But now this place of honor is mine! “Kyrian grabbed both of Ira’s wrists with one hand and pressed her hands tightly to the floor above her head. With his other hand, he roughly tore the neck of the white shirt, leaving deep scratches on the girl’s skin. The brown-haired man licked a drop of blood from her shoulder, then took a loud, drawn-out breath.

I take a deep breath and scan the area for Eyolf and Irya. Eyolf is slowly getting to his feet, but where is Irya? I search for her and suddenly spot some figures... Wait, what are they? Vampires? "Hey! Where are you taking my friend?" I shout, catching the attention of Zack, Eyolf, and the vampires. Irya is unable to move, as if they have poisoned her, rendering her like a lifeless plant. ***** "Damon..." I rush over to Lyca as she falls to the ground, but as always, Zack reaches her first.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

When she met her lying down there, sleeping with her skirt, she saw red. She immediately rushed over there and grab Luciana by the neck, making her wake up in shock. She then dragged her to the stream and immersed her head in the water, holding her down so she would drown and die. Luciana struggled against her hold, but the strength of a human could not be compared to that of a vampire. Evelyn immersed her deeply, until the human began to swallow water. She was a human slave, nobody would ask about her.

Her eyes began to drift just as the vampire opened his mouth to flash long canines painted with blood but before he could sink it in her neck, Eira reached into her Jean pocket, answering her instincts and pulled out a few Bloodivy leaves and rubbed them against the vampire's pale face. His terrifying screams filled the air as the skin of his face started melting. He collapsed to the floor, his palms stuck to the cheek that felt as if it was on fire. His hands pushed Eira's away, making the back of her head hit a way. She winced in pain but recovered quickly. She opened her eyes with difficulty, still huffing. Her eyes observed the vampire's face. His cheek had melted off along with one of h

Sarcana stood up, “Olivia is right, you are the last of the Lunari clan.” I shook my head, “unbelievable, you kept this from me?” “What does that mean?” Ivan asked. “What is this Lunari clan and why have I never heard of it before?” “It’s because you are Lycans… a special breed of wolves, that is why you are not privy to some of these things,” my mom began, “there are other supernatural entities as you have seen, this Phillip is a vampire, and not just any vampire, he is the Vampire king.”

She ignored my question. Without warning, she lunged forward, grabbing my hair and twisting my neck to a side before burying her fangs inside my neck. A blood curdling scream escaped through my lungs and she clutched my mouth roughly. She was a vampire, she was so much more stronger than me and I was aware of that. But I had to fight back, I had to do something, anything. With another muffled scream, I tried to lean away from her as she kept sucking my blood, completely draining me. " I hate you and your presence so much that I had to stop myself from ripping your heart out every fucking time you lay your filthy hands on him." She kept rambling as I broke down on the floor, clutching my neck

Melia burst out laughing. "You're sweet, really," she said, still laughing. "I can see why I didn't bite your collarbone." "You're, oh my God," he shouted out of nowhere, standing up and backing away. Melia stood up straight again and faced him. "What am I?" "You are... unbelievable!" he exclaimed, and it seemed that everything he had been feeling just a few minutes ago faded away to a feeling of awe. "Biting, 38-degree food, hell, aura," he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

Riley shivers. "Answer my question," I say simply. He coughs. "There is no one else," "You'd better reach for your gun." "Pardon?" "You are going to die now. I assume you prefer to die fighting.," "Miss Perne--" "I am five thousand years old." He blinks. "What?" I give him my full, uncloaked gaze, which I have used in the past--alone--to kill. "I am a vampire," I say softly. "And you have pissed me off."

I asked. Elias turned toward me. "When they are turned, vampires develop a sensitivity to the radiation from the sun. they actually get radiation poisoning just from the simple act of going out into the sun." My eyes bulged. "Seriously? Then why don't wolves burst into flames, too?" "Vampires' skin is much more sensitive to the infrared radiation in sunlight," Elias explained, going into his doctor mode. "You see, sunlight has three major components: Visible light, ultraviolet light, and infrared radiation. It's technical, but if visible light and ultraviolet light affected them, they would burst into flames under a lightbulb. So, Leila figured out that the infrared radiation was the compone