Loud House Vampire Novels & Stories

Light isn't sufficient in some areas; vampires, especially those who weren't able to accept the pact had never adjusted their eyes to excessive lightning; and so they preferred darkness. “Self, I welcome you back here.” The smile on his face is bitter and embossed with pure hatred and vengeance. “I'll reclaim what's mine. In the right time. For now I'll take my lifeline,” he muttered to himself certain that the plans he has designed will meet its realization soon. Viller is Hodor's right hand. If he did really snatched Maridelle from Nyx, and his contemplation that someone is behind Viller's doing, then probably the first place to bring her is this place.

“Damn you for making me wait.” I clenched my fist until my nails dug into my palm. If Dennise had gone back to the Cross alone… she was already in the viper’s nest. Lowell returned from his room emerging soundless like a skinwalker he was. He sat down opposite to mine and Hessa was nowhere to be seen. The photograph still lay on my desk, the grainy image of the fangs cutting into me like a blade. I couldn’t look away. The Vampyres, the fastest and stronger than one hundred humans in comparison.

As he didn't have a consciousness to sort them as children, women or adults, Lupa and the other high-ranking officials, who went to Missouri the next day only found a pile of wrecked bodies and a mess of broken houses. It was a very disgusting seen to watch, as there were limbs and inner body parts scattered all over the ground. Headless bodies and ripped out bones were thrown at everywhere while a pile of heads crowned the middle of the village as if it was some kind of a throne or a bed. There were nearly two or three hundred bodies of people of all ages_males, females, adults, children and even babies_laid lifeless on every inch of the ground. They had no names, no identities, no faces...

Lucia Lucia The disco lights flooded the floor as we stepped inside the room after going through some security checking devised by some of the guys from college. All they did during security check was to grope and palm my intimate parts and touch and graze their hands over my neck and hips. It was disgusting when I swat away their hands and ducked behind Calvin, one of the guys leaned down and spoke with a smirk growing on his face that sent terrifying chills over my spine. " Don't be sacred of us little princess, we are very good boys, " then another guy pointed my hand gripping Calvin's ones and said,

Someone was definitely present in the room. Reacting swiftly, Lumiére whirled around, his senses sharpened. He could hear the faint sound of light footsteps echoing in the room. Determined not to let the intruder escape, he swiftly closed in on them, capturing the individual and slamming them against one of the solid pillars. A low groan escaped the Vampire's lips. Whoever it was had a black hoodie covering his face but he could tell that the vampire was young. What he couldn’t understand was why the Vampire felt familiar.

Lanie and I sat in her parlor with her mum and her twin , our eyes glued to the television as the bots rounded up the vampires from each house in one place. "Why aren't they doing anything?", Luther shouted at the television, his voice coated in frustration. "I thought the vampires had the advantage of being faster and shit, what's going on here?" "Something's not right", I whispered, and all eyes turned to me. "See", I pointed to the television, "Their eyes are all going to something in the corner there." "Something that's giving them this look of disbelief and fear". "D's right", Lanie nodded, and her mother nodded alongside her. "Do you think they're holding up another hostage there?"

In the grand, eerie mansion that served as the vampires' lair, Simon Howell, the imposing vampire leader, stood on the balcony overlooking the sprawling estate. His crimson eyes were a fierce, fiery red, reflecting his anger and unwavering determination. He had a list of targets in mind, and he intended to accomplish his mission at any cost. As Simon brooded, one of his trusted lieutenants, Lucas, approached him. Lucas hesitated for a moment before delivering his report, "Master Howell, we've observed the Thunder Claw Pack as you ordered. However, it appears that one of the werewolves spotted our presence."

VAMPIRE CLAN HIDEOUT LUCAS In a large long room, a man is standing behind the window, both hands slipped into the pockets of the black pants he wore. He is 6’2 tall, chiseled hard face. His name is Lucas, the leader of the vampire clan. A century old but still very handsome. A lady vampire leapt up behind him, almost in a sneaky manner. Her fangs shot out and her eyes changed colors but as she made to lean in towards Lucas, he dodged to his right, swiftly turned and caught her by her neck.

Lane stood arms akimbo as her body was taken into the ambulance with a stretcher. Blue and red lights were flashing across the woods, illuminating the clearing around the cottage. Other cops who had arrived were investigating the crime scene. Lane watched as one of the officers approached him. Stars were twinkling across the sky, the crescent moon didn't give off much light, but it narrowly bathed the woods through the slight little piercing of the leaves. Holding firm to a flashlight, Lane sighed. Amber Hudson was one of his greatest partners and she lost her life to a vampire.

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?