Johnnie Guilbert Vampire Novels & Stories

Mr Carter gave him a disapproving look “If you don’t trust him to protect himself he’ll never tell you anything at this rate” John became more quiet and he started musing where he could find them “According to Gwen the vampire was a classmate and he’s the one responsible for murder of three teenagers, He could be one of Verktout’s minions or even worse a vampire possessed by a demon”. John knew how bad things could be if the case was the latter, A vampire possessed by a demon can transform into a winged bloodsucker “They would’ve been dead if it was a demon Vampire and you know it” Mr Carter did know this, that’s why he pressed his foot on the throttle pedal.

While very few humans had ever seen any evidence at all of their existence, the Vampires had dwelt here for decades, finding solace in the dark, dank tunnels and vaults that snaked for miles beneath the innocent city above. It was the perfect place for Giovani to bring Gibbon, and it would be the perfect place for Cadence Findley to die. By the time Nina and her group of incompetents had carried Gibbon from their arrival point by the river down the tunnels to the chamber he had arranged for his new weapon, Gibbon was not doing well to say the least. His breathing was shallow, his wounds were bleeding, and his heart was barely beating. Giovani had them place him on what appeared to be a casto

The wind howled through the Moon Crest Pack's territory as the blood-red sky churned overhead. The air was heavy with the scent of danger. Alpha Jason stood in front of his home, his wolf instincts on full alert, while Natalie clung to Charles, her heart pounding. Above them, a dark mist swirled, forming into the shape of a tall, imposing man with glowing crimson eyes-Charlie Johnson, King of the Vampires. His presence was suffocating, his voice deep and commanding as it thundered across the land.

he starts, and that’s it, that’s enough to stoke the fire again. “So all vampires are our friends now?” I snap. “No.” Aiden glares back at me, the first sign of anger I’ve seen from him so far today. “Sutcliffe was working with two other vampires, Whitfield and Ewing. Whitfield’s sire was Laurence Taylor- the vampire I staked a while ago, before we met- and Taylor was Cavendish’s rival. We, uh, did Cavendish a favour by taking out Whitfield and a chunk of his organisation.”

But Gilbert held his arm tightly out of fear. “Tell me if all is well with her in this,” sobbed Gilbert, his voice a whimper of breath through the constriction that blocked him. His face had become ashen and colorless; it looked like blood was draining out of him like he was sucked dry by vampire-like fear for Alexa’s safety. Her death will hurt him the most than he even couldn’t look. "I... I had never seen someone so vulnerable like this. He is usually excited to see blood. Well, he loved to see blood, but not the blood of someone so dear to him." Jean thought before he nodded to Gilbert.

Although, our clothes were ripped a lot more often so it was impractical to be dressed up all the time. I could see the Elder standing at the front. His name was Giovanni. He was old, at a guess 800 or so years. Yet, he somehow managed to look youthful, with mere fine lines resting on his face. His hair was brilliant white, and his eyes were so dark that it was difficult to tell where his iris and pupil met. His skin of course was almost as white as his hair, but this was a trait shared by all vampires. He was the only person with their hood down. The other two that stood behind him bowed their hooded heads forward, making it impossible to identify who there were. We stopped a few paces befo

With a bloodcurdling roar, everyone watched wide-eyed as blood dripped from the corners of Old Flint’s widened mouth… before the old man bolted for Gerald and his party! Vampires loved consuming the fresh blood of the living the most… With that in mind, Gerald knew that Old Flint now saw him and his party as nothing more than a meal! Understanding that, Gerald quickly rushed forward while yelling, “Get out! All of you! I’ll deal with him!” Upon hearing that, Ray instantly began dragging Juno and Nori out of the area, the trio then hiding not too far off to observe what would happen next. Gerald himself immediately summoned his Astrabyss Sword before slashing it onto Old Flint!

- But I heard that vampires are powerful. I'm afraid he will escape and find me. You don't see how scary his eyes are when he looks at me. Perhaps he was very angry when he found out that I was impersonating the little mistress. – The girl continued to cry. - There's no way to escape. Every hour or so we'll throw garlic water at him. New wounds will pile up on old wounds. He won't have the strength to break the chains. Let's go inside, don't talk about this anymore from now on. – The butler sternly reassured the maid.

The king continued to move even more closer to Gilbert. “Yes I am. I can break a branch with my teeth. I can show you. Let me see if I can find something here.” Gilbert looked on the ground, searching for any branch he could find and whilst he was still bending down. Nicholas ran towards him with an incredible speed and striked a sword on his back. The vampire gagged, Nicholas turned his body to look up then took out his dagger from his pocket and stabbed him on the heart. “No one hunts in my country except for me.” he said.

The Ember Ghost opened his mouth and showed his sharp teeth before lowering her mouth to the exposed woman’s neck. The crowd watched in silence as the Ember Ghost appeared to suck the woman’s blood. The woman’s arms flailed weakly but her face looked serene, if not enjoying the experience. Then, the woman’s expression slowly changed into pain and she grimaced. She placed her arms around the Ember Ghost’s head weakly before dropping them weakly to her side. Then, the woman’s limp body slid out of view leaving the Ember Ghost standing. He wiped the remaining red stains from his mouth with a swipe of his arm before disappearing within the smoke that blew from across the float.