La Chica Vampira Novels & Stories

The moonlight shone bright overhead, I stood in the middle of a field; then a bright red light began to shine over me, I felt a sharp pain in my heart before collapsing to the ground. At the same moment, I saw wolves appear from the woods, Jackson, in his human form, leading them, then I saw the red eyes of the vampires appear from the other side of the woods, with the King leading them. I watched them, they were silent, and then both of them raised their fists in the air before yelling, “Charge!” At that moment, they began running; Jackson shifted as he ran. I screamed but nothing happened, the pain in me grew worse as I clutched the ground for support. My body was on fire as I turned onto

Lisanna started telling Cassandra everything she knew. “Those boys following them are Jet Crane, he is a warlock, Liam Wright, a werewolf from the West, and Oliver Hunt, a vampire. Jet currently ranked number 4 while Liam was 5, and Oliver was the second,” Lisanna said. Cassandra listened intently. “And those mean girls are Judith Lockhart, a witch, Krystal Knight, a vampire, and Joana Redwood. Joana was also a vampire and she was obsessed with First,” Lisanna mumbled. She ate the remaining piece for her food while looking fat Cassandra's reaction in front of her.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

†—†—†—† She'd let them bathe her when they insisted they would, she'd let them defile her face with heavy makeup but this, she wasn't going to do. "I'm not going to fucking wear that! No way!" She pointed at the skimpy one piece white chiffon skirt complimented with an equally despicable crop top that said 'bunny', that could barely cover her breast if she wore them. Not to even talk of the pink g–stringed pant that covered just her front. Was he planning on pimping her? This vampire dude was surely out of his mind. "His majesty wouldn't like that. He's given his orders, which was to wear you this."

they replied as Drake previously thought of them. "Good. Vampires are known to be very powerful and always ready to take on any challenge or threat. Yes, we must be ready for surprises, but for now, I urge you all to remain calm and act strictly as you've been told," I added. "Does anybody have a question?" I questioned but probably because of fear, not one of them raised their hands, so I asked again. "Does anyone amongst you have a question?" This time, only one hand went up, a girl. I browsed through her life with my ability, and I was a bit shocked and happy when I discovered she was only ten years old. She dared speak when the elders remained quiet—what a brave one.

I passed the blood in her mouth and waited for her to wake. I ended up sleeping with her in my arms. In the morning I watched her sleeping form. I am reminded of the day we first met. She starts moving in my arms. I look at her as she opened her eyes. They were of the same brown colour as before. I am glad she remained the same Lara I have got used to only that she is now a vampire and she ages slowly compared to before. "Hey did you do it?" She asks as she looked into my eyes. Do what... What does she mean?

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

She couldn't outrun him, even she should know that. The vampire became a blur before he was right in front of the girl, forcing her into a skidding halt. He grabbed her frail, shaking body by her arm, his smirk growing more menacing as his fangs came into view. She didn't even have time to beg before the vampire sank his teeth into her neck earning another high-pitched scream. I just stood there, horrified. I've seen that girl before, and that was not her Master. I looked towards my Master as if he would help the girl.

She swallowed hard and I could see the fear in her eyes. “You…” she breathed, staring at me like she had seen a ghost. She rose her trembling hand and pointed directly at me. “You’re … you’re a vam…vamp…vampire!!”

She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing. "Uhm, do you want me to set up a bed for you?" She asked me. "I wouldn't be sleeping." "So you're just going to sit there and watch me sleep?" "Basically. Or I could lay on the bed with you if you'd like." I shot her a smirk knowing full well what effect it had on her. Vampires could sense pretty well human emotions. She took a dazed glance at my lips then refocused back on my eyes. "N-no there would be more than fine." With that, she hopped on her bed and grabbed her laptop making me frown while watching her silently.