Korean Vampire Novels & Stories

“Isn’t the queen’s name Keela? No Kimmie?” “It’s Kiaya. The queen of vampires' name is Kiaya. She is one of the oldest vampires around. She was around before the dark times.” Most people called the dark times the apocalypse, but it seems the elves referred to it as the dark times. “She’s that old, huh? She doesn’t look older than twenty-five.” “She’s not the average vampire, either. They say she has a quarter of human blood in her.” “Interesting. How do you know all this?”

Willow stared at him for awhile as he kept his eyes away. "Is there something I can do? Get you water or...?" Willow paused. She was throwing options out there, but Dante was no ordinary being. He is a Vampire. She had very little knowledge of the creatures, which was her fault for not being as prepared to possibly deal with them, but how would she have known she would be in the same room as one?

It was a simple, uncomplicated plan until at age 18, while roaming the human realm with his wizard, Kurt came across a girl called KuLaa, an outcast vampire who had lived in seclusion after her parents were killed by her mother's clan. According to KuLaa, she was born in the human realm and her father was human, while her mother was a Supreme True Bloody descendant who had fallen in love with a human. KuLaa's mother had run away to be with her lover when she discovered that her parents were going to force her into marriage with another Supreme True Blood family.

I couldn’t help but smile at her. “As for the regular vampire abilities, we all have the ability to teleport and move with incredible speed,” Bernard continued to explain. “We all have heightened senses and can see in the dark with ease. We are also immortal, but not indestructible. Everybody has kryptonite. Ours happens to be silver. Silver weapons are used to kill us. The sun makes us ill and we could die if exposed long enough, but we won’t burn alive or explode.” “And we can eat garlic just fine,” Carter added with a smirk. “I hate that stereotype.”

Chapter 38 Sitting in the conference room with my father and Liam to my right and King Killian and Aahana to my left, I look at the screen as each world leader pops into view. The Vampire King, Loretto Giovani, looks bored out of his mind, with a glass of what I assume is blood by the deep liquid inside, in his hand. His pale skin and blood-red eyes are a contrast to his black hair loosely held together by a ribbon as it flows down his right shoulder.

I wondered, enjoying the feel of my body and the fresh air. “As you may know, vampire blood has healing properties for werewolves. In times of war, they are very desirable because they can heal wounded men and are easier to control than adult vampires. In the vampire world, stealing offspring was the most serious crime. All werewolves who steal vampire younglings become blood slaves.” He let out a forlorn sigh and then glanced over at me with an odd expression. “The vampire king, Jorah, had a youngling, a daughter stolen by a werewolf many years ago during a war. The king has been searching for her ever since.”

my mind drifted to my mates face, I couldn't help remembering how shining his hair looked, how his muscles bulged, every time he swallowed,I could see his Adams apple bubble up and down , not to mention the buldge in his pants. I shaked my head to clear my thoughts , how could I even start imagining nasty things about my mate who I just met. I continued my search and finally found what I was looking for,....Vampire's mates. They weren't known as mates like we call them, but they were called the chosen one. That's a bit creepy. "Vampires pledge full devotion to their mates and are unable to mate with another woman once their mate has been found… .. that's actually really great".

Kaelynn asked, her voice trembling with fear; it pains me to see her like this. "He is not yet a full vampire, nor is he pure blood. He's a dhampir," Daryl said, and Kaelynn looked relieved, and I saw her grip her hand tighter. "Make your choice, Kaelynn. We won't kill you, it just depends on you if you can last longer here," Daryl said, and Kaelyn stood up and wiped her tears. "I know I'm just your maid here, but as your maid, I request that you let me handle all cleaning and other housekeeping chores here so that those women you killed can have peace and rest," she said before breaking down in tears and kneeling.

It was now obvious the two were carrying on a conversation. “I want her first,” a voice called out. “You will ruin her, let me have her first,” the second voice replied. Bohdan spoke out, “Neither of you can have her, not until I know who the hell you are.” From the dark, the two beings stepped out of the shadows and into the light from the torches that lined the top of the pit. What Bohdan and Cara saw were two sickly looking thin bald vampires hobbling over towards them. They both looked like they had scoliosis and were as pale as flower. “Give us your woman,” the first vampire said. His name was Dorek, a former Polish farmer turned vampire.

He nods and as an added affirmation of the vow, he says, “I am Gezer Zarn, a vampire of the Blood God. For all eternity, I, and all my descendants, will honor this vow.” Before I let go of his hand, I say, “I am Kaiya of Pitchford, a she-wolf of the Moon Goddess. For as long as I am alive, I will make sure that Gezer Zarn and his descendants will honor this vow. In exchange, I will do everything in my power to protect them.” “I’m guessing you will do the same thing with the others,” General Lorant interjects. Two vampires are standing behind him. This time they are docile. They cut both their palms and offers them to me.