Las Hermanas Vampiros Novels & Stories

“You could defend yourself at the court. If you survived the night.” The cell door closed. “She’s a hunter. Take care of her.” Footsteps responded to Helen’s words. She swiveled around to see glowing red eyes. Vampires. She might as well have given her a death sentence. Accidental deaths happened in the ORP’s detainments all the time. Four female vampires–as this was a female corridor–had fangs and claws out. “Hunter. I want to drink hunter’s blood.” “Who should go first? I don’t want to drink from a dead body.”

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

It was Hemera who silently approached her with a firm posture and relentless eyes. “Welcome, vampling to the Fortress of the Rose and to the Sanctum of the Moon,” Hemera emotionlessly spoke to Rozelyn. “A vampling is a newly activated vampire. A wolfling is what you call a newly activated werewolf. There are cases that a two vampire or werewolf mated and bore a pure blood, or to what we call as a cradle vampire or cradle werewolf,” the Grand vampire lectured. She was now on her right side facing the thirty audiences.

“We do have speed and strength, but we don’t burn up in sunlight. That is just a myth. But most vamps drink human blood, me and my sisters try to live off of animal blood or donated human blood. My older sister has killed humans for food before, more than I have. My younger sister and I have only killed a few times, but that has been over three hundred years ago. Please don’t be frightened, I will not harm you.” He couldn’t remember to close his mouth this time. He just sat there staring at her not believing what she was trying to tell him, but at the same time he couldn’t not believe her. Everything he seen wouldn’t let him think she was just crazy. Her eyes weren’t red anymore, that were b

“Yes, we found out recently too. The zeta’s mate, my mate’s mother, was a vampire. They had triplet but she took Harry and his sister and left Harlyn with the zeta.“ I explained. “But why?” “No one knows but I concluded that it might be because while Harlyn is a full wolf, Harry is a vampire and the other sister is a wolf-vampire.” I told her. “So our new Luna might be a vampire too?” Leah asked. I could still hear the shock and disbelief in her voice. “Harlyn isn’t a vampire.” “How would you know? Plus, she has to be because her mom was one.” Her logic makes sense but that’s not how it was. If Harlyn was a vampire, I would know. I could get in her head. She can’t hide things from me.

No human was a match for the two together. "I don't think you are aware of the situation here," Francis seethed to both of them. "Human girls are going missing by the day. It's mass femicide! They are being murdered by vampires in the area, and it is him," Francis pointed at Sol, "Who is the culprit?" Serin scoffed, "I can assure you that my friend has had no part in the tragedies of what has been happening. Neither of us drinks from living humans. We collect the blood from willing participants only. They are blood donors."

The pack fought valiantly, each member embodying the resilience and unity that defined them. The pack gathered in a clearing within their territory, united by their shared purpose and unwavering loyalty. Dakota and Claire stood at the forefront, their love serving as a beacon of courage for their kin. Surrounding them were their siblings, each bearing the weight of their unique supernatural gifts. Dakota's younger sister and Claire's dear friend stood by their side, her vampire instincts honed and ready for the impending battle. Her gaze held a mixture of concern and determination as she glanced at her brother and Claire, understanding the complexity of their relationship.

"They were... too many... couldn't... fight... They took her... to their... lair... deep in the... woods..." Sarah's grip tightened on his arm, her voice pleading. "Please, tell us more. Any details you can remember." The escort's breathing grew shallow. His strength was waning. "I... I tried to fight... but they... overpowered me... Lily... brave... she fought... too... They... knocked her... unconscious... took her away... Please... save her..." Aunt Belinda's voice trembled. "We will, I promise. But first, can you describe the vampires? Anything that could help us identify them?"

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

I noticed a small couch in a corner and took a seat on it. "Do you always watch me every night?" She suddenly asked me breaking the silence. "Since you got attacked," I confirmed and she nodded. "You're quite calm for someone who just learned that completely fictional characters actually exist," I pointed out. I've noticed ever since I told her that I was a vampire she kept a calm expression as if she's been told the exact same thing her whole life. "I really don't know either. I just feel this weird sense of belonging." That's probably the effect of the sacred book on her. She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing.