Miguel O Hara Vampire Novels & Stories

Would I ever see him again? What the hell?!? He’s a VAMPIRE! A real, live, fucking vampire! Yeah? So? I couldn’t even pretend that I was surprised that part of me wanted to see him again. Not only to prove to myself that I wasn’t completely unhinged and imagining things, but also for the sheer thrill and adrenaline rush. I mean – how many people get to say they’ve seen a real vampire, and lived? How awesome is that? Maybe I am a little bit crazy…

The crowd stopped abruptly. Suddenly, the door to the room opened and there was a sudden gust of wind that entered the room. From the darkness outside materialized a figure dressed in red and black. He entered the room slowly, his chin up and his back straight. He walked slowly with long, confident steps towards Maya who lay still on the stone table. As he reached her, the man raised Maya’s head and everyone saw his eyes glow red like two embers blown to life by bellows.

The air felt thick with old magic. “Out! Now!” Sorin yelled, kicking his door open. Edwin carried me out, running toward the ruins. Behind us, the pursuing cars slammed to a halt. Doors flew open. At least six vampires spilled out, eyes glowing red. “Give us the hybrid!” one shouted. Sorin spun around, cracking his neck. “Come take her, assholes.” Edwin set me down behind a crumbling stone wall. “Stay here. Promise me.” “Clark, your shoulder—”

*Centuries ago, a time where Vampires, sphinx and werewolves lived together in peace, love and harmony, until evil covered the cloud of Transylvania* My name is Luther, I'm a vampire from the old world, I am over 400 years old, I lived in Transylvania, my father was the over Lord (Dracula) my mom was a werewolf (Tania) from Romania (another city where werewolves and other creatures live) but died 200 years after my younger sisters' birth, her name is Annabelle, she is 300 years old, I was to be dad's successor but everything changed when my father was killed, it was the day of my inauguration, we were ambushed by our own people, sects of disloyal elves and Sphinx, and it all turned out to b

I want you to know the place you were born, to see where your mother was buried mio said Kayla took his hands " I can't leave here, this is where my people are but am promising you this after everything I will think about it and get back to you Mio nodded " your mom will be very happy moi added T bc What's the quickest way In killing a vampire

“There has been no change yet. Do you want for Pedro to bring el doctor?” “Mañana,” Herrera replied. “What is it that you carry behind your back?” The old man held up a fistful of long strands of black hair and grinned. “Hair for Pedro.” Herrera laughed good-naturedly, the almost human sound and response only making the vampire seem that much more wicked. “You need a verga, old man, not hair. A pene muy grande, like Herrera.”Angela stared at the long black hair. Ramos had long black hair. No change? Doctor? Ramos had to be here.

My eyes widened when I recognized that vampire. "Xenon," I whispered. He stopped and quickly glanced at me. The edge of his lips rose and continued walking. Sh*t! I don't know why my cheeks are hot. I was brought back from my trance when the Headmistress spoke. "Kindly introduce yourselves," she said with a smile. The students still didn't make a sound but I could see the excitement and admiration on their faces. "Hi, I am Brian Dela Cerna, a Salvi, and the water user," Brian first introduced himself while smiling widely.

I heard Ben and his witches abruptly stop chanting and looked down to see a very happy Grayson, lifting up what was left of Moira’s body to go drop into the volcano. “Well personally I’m tired of waiting for her to come, tell the bitch to fucking get on with it,” I heard from behind me. A familiar accented voice, but strained. I whipped around and looked down to see Raul and an unknown vampire, and they were both bloody as hell with torn clothes. I grinned at him, a sight that likely terrified the witches, but it wouldn’t bother a vamp to see my fangs. “Quinn if you would be so kind,” Raul said, levitating up to me at eye level, and reaching out his hand for Fiona.

Actually, the only handler Nevi hated was Geoffrey. Both Paul and Marie were given vampire blood years ago. I now knew vampire blood alone would elongate my life. Even if I wasn’t a handler, I was destined to live a long time. They had both been in Nevi’s employ for a century or more. According to Paul, almost all of Nevi’s staff around the world had been. Not only had they been with him for a long time, they were fiercely loyal.

Chapter 110- Elnora POV “Before we start.” Harmony turns around to face me one last time. This time she is holding up the long item she had hidden from me earlier and allowing its wrapping to fall to the ground. She holds up a sharp knife. “What the hell are we doing with that?” I ask, fearful. “Payment for the spell. We each need to give blood.” She seems so carefree about giving blood that I almost pass out. “I am a human. I am the only one with real blood here, right?” I can feel everyone’s eyes on me as the words leave my mouth. “We eat blood, yes. But we have our own blood. Much like you are not bleeding carrots.” Harmony instantly realizes my lack of knowledge of vampires and slows thi