Manga Romance Vampire Novels & Stories

“DON’T YOU DARE TO CALL MY WOMAN THAT, YOU FILTHY VAMPIRE!” The vampire gets back up, even though he is still tied up. “Hahahaha...glory and power to the great Vlad!” The vampire said with a burst of laughter and lashes out at Darren and manages to injure his arm. I blink at the sight of Darren’s blood. “Hahahah....you useless dogs never can....” He shouldn’t have hurt my Darren. My body is now wrapped in black souls and my eyes are completely red. “Darren...blood...death!” I throw myself at the vampire and hit him violently and said, “You could have run away...it was better...but hitting my man...is digging your own grave!”

As she waited, she began to remember how all of this started. It all started with a raging headache on her wedding day, which led her to becoming the wedding day vampire, before she discovered a magical world she was now a part of, and her getting married to Derick, and finally conceiving baby Jennifer. How will this story end? Well, the real truth is that it never does, the life of a vampire is eternal and goes on forever. There is no end, but we can still allow a little pause. The End. Special note from the author:

Romaine could vividly feel the man’s gloom and misery amidst the fact that she was an Astral vampire and not an Empath. The lad then beckoned him to come inside as another lightning struck their nearby mango tree, making him absolutely worried. “I am Dorrien Ronan. I am just visiting my uncle here,” the lad then stretched out his hand to the auburn-haired Romaine. She shook it and electricity suddenly spread over her body. It was a spark; she could feel it into her bones. It was an ember that had been lighted amidst the ocean of darkness. It was a signal to a blazing sensual romance that shall happen in the future.

She rolled her neck, cracking every bone. "Finally free. Now I'm hungry, who goes first?." She said with an evil look. She looked at the Balian's clan and how brave they looked and not scared. " You think am joking. You don't seem to be afraid." She said and chuckled. "I will start with you handsome." She said as she moved quickly to one of the Balian's clan and with a blink of an eye, even to vampires she bit his neck and sucked out all the blood in him until he turned white.

He asked me curiously. "Tell me if I suck," I purred lightly. He blushed and nodded to me before he relaxed under me and kissed my lips again. I ran my fingers down to his pants and shoved them down so we could be equals. He gasped slightly against my lips and then kissed me deeply, pulling me close to him. I could feel his heart racing in his chest. I wrapped his legs around me and kissed him deeply as I started to rock my hips against his. He moaned and pulled back from my lips for air, blushing as he gripped my hair a bit and arched his back. I leaned back into the kiss savagely and let out a sadistic growl to mess with him. He tensed up under me and quickly pulled back from the kiss, loo

His name still played at the edge of my mind, his voice laced with the same dangerous devotion I saw in Asher’s eyes when he looked at Dante. A vampire. Yes, it was a freaking forbidden romance. My story had not ended with whispers of awe or admiration, it had ended in the taste of blood, the shock of loss, and a silence so final it still rang in me years later. I drew a shaky breath, turning slightly so no one would notice the way my hands gripped themselves. “Careful what you admire,” I murmured more to myself than to the wolf. “Sometimes love ztrong enough to defy the world is strong enough to destroy it.”

A chilling shiver went up her back. Her heartbeat accelerated thumping like a war drum in her temples as it traveled down her spine. She whirled around again looking from one suspicious shadow to another and around the alley. nothing. Nothing at all. However the instinct that had prompted her to accelerate her pace a few minutes before was now yelling in the back of her mind alerting her to the fact that she was not alone. She called her voice more firm than she had imagined Whos there?. Even from a drunk or a thief she nearly hoped for a response—something concrete to face. However the wind was the only one to respond a high-pitched whistle that seemed to mock her boldness. Her cotton glove

Good. “That’s not the way,” Julien spat, his voice laced with anger and desperation. “How can you do this? You’ll have my pack over my dead body. You can’t claim something that’s not yours!” I laughed, the sound cold and merciless. “That can be arranged.” Before he could react, I moved—my vampire speed turning me into nothing but a blur. I lunged at him with lethal precision. He shifted into his wolf, a massive brown beast, and leaped at me, his fangs aiming for my throat. Pathetic. I didn’t shift. I didn’t need to. My strength, my power, was far greater than his. With a smirk, I dodged his attack, grabbing him by the throat mid-air and slamming him into the ground with bone-crushing force.

After, I was done with the bandages. I looked at his back as my entire soul felt so heavy. Scars. His back was covered in scars. God! What has he gone through to end up like this? Realising I've been staring for too long. I quickly decided to stitch the long wound on his back. It was definitely one from the long nails of a vampire. Fuck it. I hate it. I hate seeing Daniel like this. And, I hate vampires. I hate them with every single shread of feelings that I owned.