Marishka Vampire Novels & Stories

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.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as he made his way over to his desk. "W-Why was s-she out there?" I asked. Master leaned back against the desk so he was almost sitting on it, placing the leash down in the process. "It's a stupid thing that some vampires do when their pet has misbehaved or they decide that they don't want them anymore." My eyes widened

She had very little knowledge of the creatures, which was her fault for not being as prepared to possibly deal with them, but how would she have known she would be in the same room as one? "Hunt." He got out at last, pushing himself off of the wall. She watched his back as he left the cabin, leaving her in silence. Willow dropped back onto the couch as her mind tried to process all that had happened. The meeting with the Goddess herself. Goddesses. Then the odd encounter with Dante. Her fingers traced her lips. Did he kiss her to taste the blood? She felt her face flush. Her first kiss by a Vampire?

The air inside was warm, a little heavy with the scent of mint and something faintly sweet. I moved to the living room and sat on the far end of the couch. She didn’t join me right away. She walked over to the window, pulling back the curtain to look out at the dark trees. “You okay?” I asked. “Define ‘okay.’” I waited. She let the curtain fall and turned toward me. “You’re a vampire.” I nodded. She didn’t flinch. “And Sienna’s a witch. And Isaac too?” I nodded again. “Same as me. Just more annoying.”

"My name is Jamila Issack. I am the head of the vampire clans of Middle East. We aren't many there as we are killed when spotted and when my old time friend called me and told me that she has a way on which we can level up and eliminate our enemies, I had to come and see for myself. You are the first solver wolf I have seen. They are usually a myth and seeing one up close is a blessing," she said and I loathed her too. "Fuck the both of you," I said as I wished that I was not in pain and had my normal powers. "Oh, no. You are the one that's fucked," Mara said with a creepy smile.

“Name yourself.” The woman smiles, amused. “I am Maris Blackriver.” Gasps. Maya chokes. Even Lydia flinches. Because Maris Blackriver isn’t just a rogue. She’s legend. A shaman-wolf, from a line thought wiped out. Witch of the wild. Hunter of corrupted alphas. She survived without a pack—unheard of, impossible, terrifying. And she’s standing here. For me. Her gaze pins me—direct, burning, knowing.

He was going to be furious enough as it was…but if I didn’t figure a way out of this mess… SLAM. Fuck. They were back. I sighed inwardly, and called to him through the mind link… “...Gray…We have a problem….” ... I suppose the only real way to tell this story is to go back to the very beginning… My name is Marina, but everyone calls me Mari, and I am a werewolf, in the Silver Moon Pack. Before you go there, no, we don’t fight with vampires, no we don’t eat people, no we don’t only change on the full moon.., and no, to just about any other myth that you can think of.

He and Katherine has never been on a good side. "There are no werewolf in Vamville."She answered angrily. "Werewolves do not exist in Vamville!"She screamed loudly, then let out a devilish laughter. Her voice echoed causing Mara and Dawn to shrink in fear. "Are you scared?"She asked as she walks slowly to them. "don't be scared,"She said mockingly. "Even you Mara"She said picking on Mara's weak point. "What makes you think that am weak?"Mara asked as she moves backward.

She’s certain of becoming one but for whatever reason, she doesn’t know. Steadying her breaths, Mari’s determined to go home and then escape all of this. She’ll just bid goodbye to her Aunt and isolate herself to harm no one. However, the clock strikes twelve. Mari suddenly collapses on her knees, a hand squeezing on chest, and she feels like she’s been robbed of good oxygen. Strange hairs are growing on her skin and there was a tickling sensation on her butt. The next thing she knew she had become both a vampire and a wolf.

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?