Moka Vampire Novels & Stories

An annoying trait unless you’re the one threatening them. “You know why I’m here, Megara. And it would be better for both of us if we stopped pretending otherwise.” I reach for her cup and take a sip. The metallic tang of blood hits my tongue, and I spit it back into the glass. “Damn vampires,” I mutter. “A person with taste would at least mix in a splash of scotch. Or vodka.” “You hate vodka,” she says, rolling her eyes before placing a hand over her chest in a mock swoon. “Oh, you remember. I’m touched.”

Valko and I crouched and the neck-biter hissed. "No need to be measuring penises, fellows," Miranda stood between the two of us. "Obviously, there's some kind of bad blood here." "You have no idea, sugar cakes," the vampire chuckled. "Let's just act like humans and settle this humanly." Miranda straightened her outfit. The vampire looked at his friends, and the seven of them erupted in laughter. Even Valko had a little smile on his face. "You know what sugar cakes, I like you," he cooed. "What's your name?"

"Your Warlord’s reign ends here. Lord Malakor, if you please. Bring me the Alpha." ​The towering Vampire Lord, Malakor, stepped forward. He drew a jagged, serrated greatsword, his crimson eyes locking onto me. ​I tried to push Elara behind me, trying to stand, but she gripped my wet shirt. Her violet eyes were wide, panicked, and entirely unfocused. She wasn't looking at the vampires. She was looking inward.

Now, a mere werewolf had taken her place in his heart. As Vanessa paced her room, her thoughts raced. She gazed at an ornate mirror, where her reflection, a stunning vampire with long ebony hair and piercing red eyes, stared back at her. She whispered to her own image, her voice seething with bitterness, "Mara, you will not take what's rightfully mine. I will ensure that you meet your doom."

“Is she? Can she even shift? I highly doubt that. The people will rebel. Other packs will see us as weak. Even rogues will laugh in our faces. How can the most powerful Alpha reduce himself by being with the likes of a vampire?” “Hybrid,” Maverick corrected without missing a beat, steel in his tone. “And the most powerful Alpha doesn’t give a damn what anyone thinks.” He turned to me then, his expression softening. “Shall we, darling?” He stretched out his hand toward me. I looked at it, then at him, and then slowly swept my gaze across the room. The servants watching in silence. His brother. His… lover. His Beta. All of them staring, waiting. Judging.

And if I must unleash the monster within to ensure her safety, so be it. As I pull an ancient tome from the shelf, I catch the faintest trace of her scent lingering in the air, warm, intoxicating, and utterly mine. It strengthens my resolve. This is only the beginning, but I will face whatever comes for us. I am Ramon Kovah, Vampire Lord, and no one will take my mate from me.

Plus one vampire observer. The Battle of the Rookeries is about to begin.

“I know some of you are panicking, but don’t. I am not even done and I’m not even at the best part yet. Yes, I am a vampire, a superior vampire to be exact. To give you an idea about our world, there are two kinds of immortal or supernatural beings, the vampires and werewolves. There are two groups of these creatures, the superiors and inferiors. The superior group, where I belong, consist of good vampires and werewolves. We are the group who doesn’t harm humans or mortal. Superior vampire like me doesn’t consume human blood, we only consume animal blood and meat. The inferiors are our total opposite. They create chaos and harm innocent humans. They consume their blood and infect them. Super

The only thing she couldn't get from him was their exact location and the reason behind their constant attack. "I actually have no idea where he is. He was here not too long," Draco told Kira, wondering where he could have disappeared to. "If that's the case then I'm sure he'll be back soon. Let's begin," she announced as everyone took their seat. "We were finally able to get a name from that bastard and apparently, those monsters are called vampires. We also found out they're aim is to slowly annihilate every werewolves in existence which means they must really hate our guts. Why they hate us so much and are after us, is what we still don't know," Kira announced to the pack elders, includin

From those that brought you Flashbacks, comes this on edge murder mystery with a stint of romance, yet a handful of suspense. Vamp doesn't fail to send the most realistic message to the readers, shedding some light on some of the most endangering truths about sex, money and drugs. And murder, nevertheless bringing out some light amidst all the darkness. **** Written by Onyemaobi