Manic Panic Vampire Blood Novels & Stories

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

And tried to peek in the small gap between the trash can and the wall nearby right now. Alexis now can only see the man tilted his face in the gap in the neck of the woman who began to wobble with his breathless. Alexis felt her body tremble with fear. And when the man moved his face away from the gap in the woman's neck, Alexis could see a bright glint in the man's eyes. And how the man easily dropped the woman's body onto the road and didn't move at all there. Alexis gripped her clothes to muffle her fear, unfortunately Alexis couldn't see the man's face clearly. The man didn't say anything, just stayed silent and looked coldly at the body of the woman who might have died there. Alexis cov

I stared at him in even more confusion and blinked my eyes rapidly trying to grasp what he just said when my head start to hurt, the pain started small and it advanced and before I knew it all I could see was black. I was awake again, only this time my head doesn't hurt that much anymore and I remember who I am but I'm not in the same place I was before I blacked out. What is this place? There's blood everywhere, the smell is driving me crazy, I have to leave before I kill someone. I tried to stand up but my legs felt like jelly. I regained my balance and tried to find my way out of this strange place before I turn full vamp. As I went farther away the smell of blood reduced and my urges les

Suddenly, one of the heads rises, revealing a male vampire with blue eyes and bloody fangs. The other woman's hair had covered him perfectly well, I guess. The vampire looks at me in confusion and sniffs the air, his nostrils flaring. “A female?” he asks in disbelief. Shaking my head no, I take a step back, vanishing just as he lunges for me. “Fuck,” I exhale when I snap into place, my blood rushing around my body, buzzing with adrenaline. I have to take a deep breath to calm myself. That was close. Too damn close.

“The only way to be better at blood lust is not giving in. It's like a curse and temptation that comes with being a vampire. If you fight, it overpowers you.” “When it attacks, try and push your mind off it. Think of one of the best times in your life, something very positive that chases it away. Don't keep it hanging for too long. After any gatherings, meetings. Try and feed.” His orientation sinks in properly. Better than lectures at Trey’s college. “Open your eyes.” He commands. Lucian cuts open the antelope he open as he fetches blood from its neck. He stretches his hand, giving it to me. “Drink,” his voice calm as if this was not disgusting.

assistant"> Seeing blood instead of tears flowing from a vampire's eyes left Jane in shock. She had always wondered whether a vampire could ever cry. Ever since learning of their existence, they had always seemed like creatures incapable of shedding tears, as though sadness never manifested the same way it did for humans. Yet somehow, it seemed they could cry after all. Not with ordinary tears though, but with thick crimson blood that slowly streaked down their cheeks. Somehow, the sight looked even more heartbreaking than actual tears, making it difficult for her to look away.

the vampire says sadly Alud smiled slyly, realizing what Brook-ta-man was talking about. - Come on, vampire, suck the rotten blood. Not all the same you drink the blood of young virgins. Brook-ta-man grinned, grimacing a little, sharply dug into the neck of the white-faced. Flesh crackled. The hunter screamed helplessly. A dark, viscous sludge poured into the belly of Bruk-ta-man. He closed his eyes, concentrated. The memory of blood poured into his brain. Silent movie flashes, sharp slowdowns and freeze-frames, his head throbbed with concentration, blood was asking for return, the vampire kept it in himself through force. Suddenly the flickering stopped and he saw a clear picture. All the s

The ear piercing scream of a woman floods the air, the crackling thunder above barely concealing the banshees scream. Immediately I head towards her, she didn't see me coming for if she did she would have ran away. Stepping behind her I wrap my hand around her throat, my fingers cutting deep into her flesh. She gasps and grips my wrist trying to pry my hand off of her. I just laugh in her ear like a complete psychopath, the vicious glint in my icy electrifying blue eyes petrifying the vampire. I look at her, watching her eyes as I dig my fingers deeper, and in one quick pull I ripped her throat out. Enjoying the blood curdling gargle right before her eyes drained of life and she fell to the

While the woman did her best when it came to making Zaramanni feel better about the whole issue, she never uttered certain words. She never talked the way Zoey was at that moment. Silent hugs and random talks about Zara’s favourite TV shows were her grandmother’s way of consoling her. So, very quickly, Zara’s initial perception of Beta Zoey crashed and she felt more relaxed in his presence. “When a vampire takes a drop of their victim’s blood, it gives them the ability to control the person.” Zara’s attention was pulled instantly. “They can poison their victim's mind and they have the ability to make their victims go insane by appearing to them whenever they can. All that by just having a qu

My stomach churned violently, my head spinning from the overwhelming scent. I tried to turn away, but his grip only tightened, pressing my face closer until I could see the shrivelled veins beneath the dead vampire’s translucent skin. My breath hitched, panic clawing at my throat. “I—” I swallowed thickly, my vision blurring. “I can’t breathe,” I rasped. “I—I need a minute.” The vampire holding me sighed, irritated. “This will not work,” he muttered, then suddenly released me. I fell backwards, my hands catching me just in time before I hit the ground completely. Air rushed into my lungs in desperate, gasping breaths, my entire body trembling. I pressed a hand to my chest, forcing myself to