Jiangshi Vampire Novels & Stories

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

A long, black tendril of his hair tickled her skin as he leaned forward and ran his tongue slowly up her spine. She shivered and moaned, making his cock flex at the sound. He licked up her spine again and again, taking a moment to nip with his teeth, which sent her into a frenzy of movement. Her skin looked so delicate, but he knew her heritage made her a thousand times stronger than he was, even when he was in full health. Cassia was Vârcolac: both vampire and wolf. She had a feisty lust that made her the most alluring woman he had ever lain with.

After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. I waited to watch in alert and zero seconds. The new vampires stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look like an angry bat, short, red-skinned, and a very huge head. I quickly recognized that one to be the night prowler. He was of the Yara-ma-yha-who breed. An ancient breed common in Japan.

The only fast way was simply to swim considering this side of the beach was deserted with no speed boats in sight. "Going for a swim?" a male voice asked with an Irish accent. Kim spun around heel in head ready to take him. The man regarded her coolly. He had reddish brown hair falling to his shoulders and he stood perfectly still in a black suit. He looked to be in his twenties, maybe older with scruff covering his chin and cheeks. After a second of analyzing him, Kim knew without a doubt he was a vampire. No human could have snuck up on her so easily.

There was no way in hell that they would get through us. Jackson tossed me my knife that he had in his jacket. Jackson had two Sais that were coated in mercury as well. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Vampire one asked. “What does it look like? Was your last meal a dumb blonde? You should really take care with what you consume because you are what you eat,” Jackson snarked. There was laughter from our people. The other vampires did not seem to appreciate the humor. No idea why. They should really loosen up. Sadly, the time to learn how was over.

Zheira could only shed tears for another moment, shaking her head, her fist clenched. “I asked—I asked who you—who you are, or i-is it more p-proper to ask what y-you a-are?” Her eyes lingered at the two long-twisting-dark horns above his head. “Vampire, Zheira. I am a vampire.” “Vampire?” She couldn’t believe it. Those creatures tumbled across her mind a thousand times, but she never really considered herself to be one. As far as she could remember, there wasn’t any vampire description that includes two small horns.

Said Fatty with an approving nod from his girlfriend. Zhu Wushang closed his eyes for a bit to sense something before opening it. Now his bloodthirsty smile grows wider with thick killing intent leaking all over out of his body. “Sorry Fatty Bao, But it seems like those damn fossils had decided that they are living long enough and got bored of their lives.”

a shrill voice so high that goose bumps could ooze out rang in the silence. That was Zhu Yeqing, a Presbyter of the Broken Souls Cult who shared his name with that of a venomous snake. Tall and lanky, his face was powdered so thick that one might mistake him for a woman, despite his Adam's apple, and his strange and peculiar looks made it hard to differ him from man or woman. Beside him stood a giant of a man. A tall, dark and well-built brute reaching almost two meters in height; he carried a huge sword and his name, was Jin'gang.

My chest felt like it was splitting open. Jasper’s eyes flicked to mine, confused. “Did you see?” I asked, my voice low but trembling. My gaze locked on his, searching for something, anything, that could make sense of this. “See what?” Jasper asked softly, his brows knitting. “Her!” I yelled suddenly, my palm slamming against the wall so hard the plaster cracked. My breath came fast, shallow. Jasper’s gaze darted to my watch, then to the window. His jaw clenched. “The vampires ,” he said flatly. “That’s the most important thing right now.”

A gust of wind sent chills through her body, and she turned to see Mason tackling Julian to the ground; both vampires had their fangs bared, just as planned. Zander staggered drunkenly until his vision cleared. He steadied himself and reached into his jacket for his gun; cocking and aiming it at the fighting vampires. His aim constantly shifted as Mason and Julian continued to gain the upper hand on one another; and with another gust of wind, Julian had vanished.