Manic Panic Vampire Blood Novels & Stories

Abu paused and despite his serious glances, behind it was worried and fear… “To kill the vampire, her body will feel weaker and weaker, and she will spend all her last breath in the human world and not here, only if she failed to remember who she was on time,’’ Abu explained it as slow as he could, and reading Zanea’s face he could scent something on him.

I lost it. I’ve never actually seen red because of anger, but the man did I tunnel vision on Marcus? I couldn't help the growl that left my mouth. The growl was so strong that the onlookers immediately brought their heads up and even Kyle and Marcus too. I was fuming with rage and I could see lightning. Surely Marcus needed to be struck to death. Kyle’s eyes held mine for a while and with no amount of pressure he added into the way he looked at me, I already concluded that Marcus would be my first vampire meal ever. I instantly flashed down to where the exchange was going on.

It was a blood bath. “What the hell is happening to her?” Cole demanded, looking at Genevieve. “I have no idea.” “Don’t you guys see this!” Syanna demanded. “The Vechi vampires… Dimitri… he got in… They are… murdering everyone.” It didn’t take long for her to realise that she was having a panic attack, and what made it worse was that her friends didn’t see what she was seeing. She glanced out the window again, and her heart stopped as she made eye contact with one of the vampires. He smirked, bowed, and he ran, no doubt coming to find her.

am restless days pass and i remain that way till the elder's of the counsil organised a party so that the male vampires can choose their own human slaves the party is next tomorrow Gavin said I know Gavin,i want to be alone It's been 2weeks now and you still want to be alone?? . What's wrong wit our king

The woman coughed up blood into her face, the look on that face priceless to her “now you and yours are ours” she said into that womans face The woman stared as a moan of pain made it passed the mouth full of blood “say it” she demanded “yours...” the woman said coughing up blood She took out the stake and used the tip to cut a line on her wrist offering it to the woman who had fallen on her knees. The woman spit out whatever was in her mouth then took her hand taking her wrist to her mouth and pulling her blood and her eyes closed at the ecstasy of the vampire feeding, which shouldn’t have happened , the woman hadn’t bit her. Either way she pulled that hair, the woman complied and her lips

the woman screamed, and it started to burn until Vincent let her go slowly. The sound of music downstairs continued to echo throughout the room. The smell of a burned body was familiar to Vincent. He went around once again, making sure he didn't miss anything to finish off. After being convinced, Vincent left the room as usual and then looked for the fire alarm. Without any warning, Vincent pulled the lever on the alarm, and it blared. All the guests panicked and scattered. Likewise, Vincent took it upon to leave and got out with the crowd. He smiled and then ran fast through the streets at once. Vincent has drunk blood, which is the source of his power as a vampire.

The warmth in her body drained in one sweeping wave as a quiet alarm echoed through her nerves. Her instincts screamed that she should be as far away from him as possible. Her breath skipped a beat, then galloped. Her expression twisted from confusion to fear in an instant. Her limbs stiffened, the back of her neck prickled as if icy fingers trailed along her spine. The man didn’t miss it. His gaze stayed steady, unblinking, calm in a way that sent a deeper chill through her. “Yes,” he said softly, his voice almost a caress against her panic.“I am a vampire.”

The thick, tangled mess of hair covers parts of his face, making him appear more menacing than he already is. He runs his hand through those tangles, letting me see his glare in full. A small dribble of blood runs down the side of his head. The wound is deep and gruesome. It looks as if it should produce more blood than it is. “You’re bleeding?” I say with a barely audible shaky whisper. “Vampire 101, love, we tend to hold blood in areas that cannot be covered up. The head, neck, and hands remain seen by human eyes; therefore, blood accumulates there to keep one looking alive.” He looks at me with those devilish eyes.

the man grabbed Adrian's body and slammed him against the wall, "outcasts are the lowest tier of vampires. Blood and night are your life. Your body will crumble if you don't follow your desire to consume blood." Adrian's breath quickened; the reality he faced was so terrifying. Slowly, his energy to fight the mysterious man disappeared. "But, you can still get what you want. Ten virgin girls' blood will help you increase your wealth; you must do it every two years. otherwise, everything will be in vain. Even though you failed, your blood was enough to add to my strength overnight. I appreciate it. Don't do anything stupid to me again; we're done." The mysterious man moved deeper into the dar

- How is Maris? - She didn't even dare to move. Perhaps because he was afraid that the garlic water tank would open. While the two men gloated about having subdued the female vampire, in the dark underground prison, Maris kept moaning in pain. She cannot heal herself when every day, William only gives her a little blood. The pipe hanging down from the top of the glass cage is where he puts the blood into. She didn't even dare leave this position because she was worried that if she didn't get here in time, blood would fall to the floor. Her eyes were always glued to it and waiting.