Monster Vampires Novels & Stories

The elevator door slid shut before he could recover. She collapsed against the wall, gasping. Her hands wouldn’t stop shaking. Through the closing gap, she saw him standing there. Staring at his hand. Then at her. His eyes glowed green. “Run all you want, mama,” he said. His voice carried through the metal doors like a promise. “I’ll find you.” The elevator sealed shut. Mireya slid to the floor, tears streaming down her face. She’d just burned a vampire. And now he wasn’t going to let her go.

Especially dark ones. Horatio shakes his head. "I wonder sometimes if it wasn't Gordon who created the monster. His affections were very clear." "Horatio." He faces me dead on, eyes shadowed. "Say it. Who is her biological father?" "Nicholas—" "Fucking say it." "Chandler," he says flatly. To think it is one thing. To guess it. To hear it, though, and to know it as fact, it's another thing altogether. "Chandler Carlisle-Bent hated his half-sister. He despised her, Nicholas. He raped her over months and months, and I never even saw it. Never saw what was right in front of my eyes."

Cadence noted. Aaron finally sat down, which seemed to make everyone a little less nervous, and Cadence would’ve reached for his hand under the table if she wasn’t already trying to control Elliott with her other hand. “Let’s talk about these new monsters. What do we know?” Aaron pulled up the video they’d watched in Hannah’s office on the screens around them. “They’re all black,” Elliott said. “They have red eyes,” Jamie added. “Some of them dress weird,” Aurora said. “They crawl down walls face first, and they bleed some deep reddish black liquid when you cut them,” was Hannah’s contribution.

I replied, then started explaining, “They have the bloody eyes, so vicius and heartless on killing their victim! I...was searching for them for justice, they have to pay the price of their sin!” Dana couldn't believe it and could only hugged her, said in low voice of fully of pain, “That was so dangerous, yet you were determined. How can I help you? Just tell me everything about this Monsters!” Mariya sighed, “The Monsters...has this blade that shine bloodily, and they even bite as if thirsty.” Dana could only cover her mouth and her eyes welled up in tears. She suddenly shaken in fear, “That...that was the Blood-thirst!”

"Not a cure. A genocide tool." Marcus looked uncomfortable. "We'd be talking about wiping out entire species. Werewolves. Vampires. Fey. Anyone with supernatural blood." "Good," Victor said coldly. "They're abominations. Monsters pretending to be people. The world would be better off without them."

, but no words came out. The look of horror on his face remained unchanged. With an exasperated sigh, the girl twisted her neck around to look behind her. She screamed as a pair of rotting hands yanked her from the back of the truck. Vincent scrabbled backward across the metal truck bed, away from the gruesome monster that had grabbed his girlfriend. The thing’s face was a mass of sores and scabs, and its eyes bulged unnaturally out of an emaciated skull. One word formed in Vince’s brain as the creature’s teeth tore into the girl’s shoulder—zombie! Before he could process anything more, strong hands pulled him over the other side of the truck. An equally horrid face pressed close to his as s

The full moon illuminated the scene, casting an eerie, silver glow upon the tragedy unfolding before our eyes. Amidst the chaos, the colossal monster turned its attention towards me, its eyes burning with an ancient malevolence. The anguished cries of our allies continued to echo in the background as it spoke, its voice a chilling growl that reverberated through the night. "You cannot defeat me, Melvin," it snarled, its voice carrying a haunting resonance. "No matter how many allies your wolf may bring, I am the perfect definition of an immortal werewolf. I cannot be killed. Your feeble attempts to stop me will be in vain."

He smiled, knowing he had won this round, and kept going. “And how did you manage to do that?” “By biting down hard and tearing it off, obviously!” I gave him a sarcastic smile. “I’m in no rush. Let’s try this again, shall we?” “It’s just a matter of observation, planning, and moving quickly at the right moment,” I explained before he could repeat the question. “The fight didn’t even last a minute. Monsters can be incredibly strong because they show a certain level of intelligence, adapting to our movements and learning to defend themselves. That’s why the best way to deal with rabid vampires or any other monster is to be quick and finish the fight fast. I’m not as weak as you think!”

As she strived to balance her vision, she slumped and Beckham rushed toward her, lifting and carrying her enervated body in his arms. “You are going to be ok.” Beckham assured looking into her weak eyes. “Where is my father?” Nina quizzed as she slowly succumbed to the blackness. “He will be here soon.” Beckham caressed her hair. Aiden tossed the amulet to Vadim and he caught it before looking outside the castle. “Looks like the sun has decided to leave the earth for a while.” Vadim scoffed. “VAMPIRES!” The door swung open and vampires came stomping in until they were surrounded by lurkers.

The monsters are the ones who lose their children and sit down to cry. I do not sit. I take back what’s mine. Yes, Veronica, the spoiled girl, is dead. Crimson Rogue has taken her place.