Moka Akashiya Vampire Novels & Stories

The vampire looked at Vlad who gave a short nod from his head as a go ahead before returning his gaze at Hiro. "Marcus, master." "In your next life, choose a better master." Hiro said with a devilishly smile, all his teeth were getting in a shape like a shark's own. "I don't understand." Marcus didn't get to finish his words when one of Hiro hands went through the Vampire's middle, his fingers slightly moved to the left side of the breastbone (sternum) and went in, when his fingers came out, it brought the undead heart of the Vampire and right before Vlad eyes, Marcus turned into ashes which suddenly disappeared.

But he didn't have a chance to react against me as all of the windows and doors were being smashed all at the same time as the wolves were breaking threw them and into the house. We heard some vampires start screaming immediately as the sunlight hit them and they burst into flames and Nick turned around to see Asher's massive black wolf standing at the doorway to the kitchen. But he busted through the wall into the next room to get away from Asher and I threw a fireball at him as he ran away but I missed because he was too fast.

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?

The demon queen walked majestically and sternly around the dark axis of the black Moore kingdom,with a lonely heart. She might have led the battle which forced the vampires to their knees but her heart still yearned and seek it’s rightful place. “Your highness, prince Ashton’s wails has refused to subside,I think he needs his mother” Rosie a maiden informed Alisha. Rosie is a human girl who was taken captive by the vampires but Alisha rescued her and she became the little prince nanny.

Damn, I thought. She was obviously in a bad mood. The young vampire cringed and transported away. A split-second later, Monica disappeared after him. None of us moved. We'd seen the young ones do this often enough. A split-second later she returned, holding him suspended in the air by his throat. She had gone "hissy face," her teeth longer than normal and her face etched in a monstrous scowl. She brought the vampire down to her mouth and ripped out his throat. Seconds later, young vampire Charles was nothing but ash.

she shouted and my apartment began to rotate. Before I could say anything, she turned a vampiress and charged towards me, the next thing I felt was a sharp pain on my neck, I felt like my spirit is leaving me, I began to lost my strength little by little before I finally blacked out. . . . 🪐VAMPIRES WORLD 🪐. 👻Princess Maijat👻.

When he made his way through the door, he felt his heart stop beating. Willow was snuggled under the covers with the Vampire Karmina had told him about. They shared kisses and smiles as if they had been lovers forever. Roy watched as her eyes softened as she gazed at the man beside her. Her hand caressed his cheek, her thumb running across his lips. The Vampire's eyes swirled red and gold, his fangs growing slightly as he nicks her thumb. She let out a soft gasp as a drop of blood oozed out of the tiny wound and the Vampire licked it before kissing her again. His vision quickly retracted, his heart thundering in his chest as his mind was returned back to his home. The window he was gazing th

Through swollen eyes, I can make the faces of four Vampires standing in front of me. As their faces clearly come into focus… "Why the fuck are you here?"

A harsh laugh escaped my lips, startling her as she was placing the plate onto the small table. “Alistair is a sick fucker who had killed my mother, sold my father and my sister to other vampires and then held me captive, raped me and tortured me for days on end!” I snapped at her, walking close so I was almost face to face with the woman. “Punishment? What does he think he’s running, some kind of sick, fuck show? How long have you been his bitch? What does he have against you that you’re willing to call him ‘Master’ and obey him like a sick little puppy?” Akiko blinked her eyes repeatedly. From this close, I could finally see that the dark color of her iris wasn’t black or a dark brown, but

Malrik was on his knees in front of me. Not my Malrik—not the man in tailored suits and controlled silences—but something rawer. Younger. His hair was longer, dark with sweat and blood. His shirt hung open, torn, exposing skin already healing too slowly for a vampire who’d just been wounded this badly. His eyes were gold. Not furious. Not cruel. Broken. “Asa—” he started, then stopped himself, breath hitching. “Zenaida.” The name hit like a physical blow. I staggered back. “No. No, I’m not—”