Jiangshi Vampire Novels & Stories

He gestures for him to go on, waving his hand lightly. "What are you exactly?" Joaquin carefully puts down his empty glass, wiping his mouth with his thumb and then pushing it past his lips to avoid waste. "Jinny told you I was a hybrid, right?" Hiro nods. "If you want specificity, I'm actually a vampire hybrid. I was born a werewolf, and then the Moon Goddess cursed me and three other beings to live for eternity. Well, they say it's a curse but everyone in this world wants power and I have that, so I personally think it's a blessing."

The noble-man vampire was being welcomed by the owner of the slum. "Lord Ridfield, it is nice to see you. How can I help you?" asked Kashmir, a fat vampire who owns the slum with brown skin and a thick mustache like most men in one of the countries in Asia. The nobleman glanced at Michelle, the girl who was being dragged away by the two well-built vampires. "I want to bring this bitch back. She is no longer of use to me. Get me fresh cattle, under eighteen if possible."

I blurted. To be honest, I was tired, emotionally drained and I had an awful headache coming on. I was surprised by Zions action, he picked me up. He was stronger, so I was not shocked when he lifted me without effort. Zion was larger than any man I had ever seen. Even larger than my brothers and dad combined, It was no surprise, he spent hs entire life weightlifting, I know this because we would always go up the gym everyday till we graduated. Zion may be considered to big for some people to find attractive, but it was his size that made him look intimidating to werewolves, to me, the more intimidating the person is, the more attractive, because they could protect us and they are obviously

Hana and Nabi were stunned by the list he read, and before they could respond, he urged, "Don't say Vampires or werewolves or aliens Please!" That made Hana laugh, and finally, she turned into a tomato laughing. Nabi frowned but was happy to see Hana comfortable and at ease.

The DJ played a smooth jazz song, calming the mood and giving a smooth sensation while they drank. “China is beautiful,” Joana said as she took another gulp, still mesmerized by the beauty and awe of the city. She couldn’t count how many drinks she had taken tonight, and yet it didn’t feel as if she had taken anything. That was the best thing about being a vampire, nothing could control you, not even alcohol. She would have passed out long ago if she was still human and had drank this much. “Oh no!” Dana shrieked suddenly as she noticed the view of daybreak from the glass.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

Then a scream of pain. “Son of a bitch!!!” the little one screamed as the euphoria of the bite left her, and the pain of stopping it and killing the being that had given her the pleasure tripled her pain. He watched as she took off her black long-sleeve shirt, looking around until she found a precious vase. He stared. She wouldn’t... sure enough, she went over and began vomiting black goo into a Ming dynasty vase that had been priceless before that little thing was even born, and now she was vomiting into it. He watched her purge herself of the virus in an almost fascinating mix of horror and anger at her unabashed use of one of his priceless things, then just as quickly, she pulled out a li

"I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had survived from her ability before, so no doubt that the werewolf is dead by now." I couldn't move. Anger rushed through my veins and I felt like I was a

I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if she were traumatized or, worse, annihilated by these filthy vampires. "What else do you expect? We want the same thing that everyone else wants to get from you…" Jazpher answered before he ran in my direction to point his sharp nail at my neck. "Ahh, your scent is worth dying for! What more if I slash through your entire body? You’re making me lose my sanity," he mumbled as he was sniffing my hair, which he held in his other hand.

Before Izzie knew it she was flung around, coming face to face with a strange male vamp. His deep red eyes raked hungrily over her, drinking her in as he held her still. He was only a little taller than her, though that didn’t give her any sort of advantage.