Istana Vampire Novels & Stories

“Do you know anything about these new vampires?” “Not much,” he admitted. “Only that they are hungry for blood. There are 5 of them altogether.” I nodded, but then remembered he couldn’t see me. “Did you know that one of them is 16 years old?” There was silence on the other end for a moment. “What?” “Her name is Natalia; she’s amongst the 5. She’s only 16 years old,” I explained. “Which wasn’t approved by the council.” “I’d assume not,” Alberto murmured. “I’ll get a hold of them and report it right away. Thanks for letting me know.”

“Who is he?” Rita looked at her sister, something vulnerable flickering in her eyes. “He is… someone very special to me.” She hesitated, then added softly, “And I am sorry. For everything I did to you. I know we cannot go back. I know I cannot undo it. But I am sorry.” The silence stretched. Rina’s face remained unreadable. Instead of answering, she gestured toward Stefan. “Who is he, really?” Rita’s shoulders sagged. “A vampire,” she admitted. And then the story spilled out of her, how she had escaped after being stabbed, the kingdom of Salvatore, the poison, the escape.

Those mossy green eyes pierced into Layla before saying casually, "a couple hundred or so." Silence spread between them as Layla absorbed this new information. "So you're…" "A vampire," she confirmed with a nod. Layla stiffened and Niniane waved her discomfort off. "Don't worry, I'm not fond of female blood. I much prefer my meals to be bulky and dumb," she said with a wink. "So, Ravana was the one who turned you into a vampire?" Layla asked curiously. "You know, I hate to use such a cliche name for our kind. 'Vampires' is so early two thousand, don't you think?" Niniane asked, making a face.

Though his gaze was sharp, he seemed like a dying lion that had lost its teeth and claws to pounce on its prey. "What brings you here?" The heavy and somewhat hoarse voice made Triana look around. Then she realized that the voice came from the living skeleton wrapped in old, worn-out royal garments in front of her. "Well… pardon," Triana coughed. "My name is Triana Rexa Galev, the youngest daughter of The Duke of Karton. I came here to ask you to drink this." She pulled something else from her small pouch and then presented it to the terrifying-looking vampires. A mocking laugh flowed from Vlador's dry and wrinkled lips. "You came to command me? What year is it now? It still seems like the o

Now, a mere werewolf had taken her place in his heart. As Vanessa paced her room, her thoughts raced. She gazed at an ornate mirror, where her reflection, a stunning vampire with long ebony hair and piercing red eyes, stared back at her. She whispered to her own image, her voice seething with bitterness, "Mara, you will not take what's rightfully mine. I will ensure that you meet your doom."

Recommended song: **Let You Down (Instrumental) By NF** The shallow breathing of Calista stopped the moment she whispered her last words to Leevon. Her face turned pale, and lips carried a tinge of purple. She was a vampire, and now… a dead vampire. Soon, her mortal body would either away in the wind. The night was retiring along with the moonlight and the moon that witnessed this epic love, betrayal, and hopes, marking the onset of the morning sun.

Evangeline suddenly felt a pang in her heart, thinking that Blake doesn't love him that much that's why she didn't comment anymore and Blake sensed that she seemed upset and tightened his grip on her hands. "Listen, I wanted to marry you, but it's a difficult thing to do. My name is fake..." he said and Evangeline raised an eyebrow. "Fake?" "Yes, because I'm a vampire, an immortal. I'm travelling the world, changing names business, etc... I only stay in one country for 10 years, then I'll go to another one changing identity. It was always hard because I'm living the people I met without saying goodbyes and I never reached them again," he said.

There has to be a way to make him pay for all of what he has done to these women. The lady starts moving around in the bed. “Where am I?” she asks grumbling and trying to figure out if she is safe or not. “You are safe,” I say. She looks over at me, terrified. “I am not going to hurt you. I am Draco. My wife Tatina is here also. I can get her if you are afraid of me,” I say to her calmly. I know seeing a vampire after being held by one can be a little overwhelming. “Tatina is here. Can I see her? I have heard stories about her,” she says.

He had killed over fifty female vampires in a roll. "How's the girl?" Aleister asked taking a seat next to him. "Just fine,speaking of the devil," Vador replied giving Ava who was coming down from the staircase an intense look.The dining room was huge as it had more than thirty chairs across the large table. It was hard for Ava to locate the living room as the mansion was huge with many rooms in it. "And who are you?" Vandora asked looking at Ava. Vandora was the head of maids and was one of the maids satisfying the lord's thirst and sexual desires,a sex toy perhaps.

Adryan squinting while his hand crossed hug himself. “ You must, ” Harley said it strictly with some serious expression on his face. “ You said that Adryan will become a vampire but not me. So, why we must work together when I didn’t even has a super strength or super natural like him?, ” Elyna asked weirdly and did not understand why her? “ You do have, ” Howard looking softly at his daughter Elyna. “ What? You mean I will become a vampire too like him?, ” Elyna seem really not happy.