Monstrous Vampires Novels & Stories

He ran his hands over his face roughly. Before he could give another order, a sudden screech echoed across the battlefield. A group of vampires approached. One was far larger and more monstrous than the others. Its eyes glowed an unnatural red, and its claws were curved like scythes. Two wolves were flung aside like rag dolls as the creatures charged forward. “Take that thing down!” Ryder growled, and the four of them charged at it at once.

She had come to be close with almost all the slave girls in Viper city. “You do not have to think about it Monalisa, what matters now is that you get well first,” Clara told her, gesturing for her to lie down properly on the bed. “I do not have to think about it,” Monalisa muttered, her pupils enlarging, “those men are vampires, how can I not think about it?” Monalisa asked, wondering how Clara would expect her not to think about it. “Are they all Vampires?” Monalisa asked almost immediately again after she thought that she recalled something, her brows knitted this time as she peered at Clara.

"I will send over a tonic made of crushed rubies and mountain herbs. It strengthens the blood. And you must eat twice what you normally do. A vampire’s child grows quickly, Lena. They take much from the mother." For the next few months, life became a blur of pampering and preparation. Vampire pregnancies, as I learned, lasted ten months and some weeks, slightly longer than a human's, but the growth was much more intense toward the end. Before I could even blink, my stomach had swollen into a heavy, prominent curve.

I stopped myself, trying to put together the right words," Serious about the blood moon thing?" The blood moon was one of the only nights that I feared for my life even as a child. It was the night at the end of every season where a full moon would rise into the sky, red as blood. Something about it made Vampires become more monsters than anything. They would almost go savage, hunting down anything with a pulse, animals, people in the city, even their own kind, until they got enough blood to ease their hunger. I've witnessed plenty of pets die from the Pet Master back when I was in the shop, despite the rule against it.

And right before their eyes the red sky rumbled, as if the gods themselves had been summoned. By his second command, the triplets snapped out of their frozen-puppet state and transformed into shadow monsters. My insides twisted and I could feel Nyra screaming in horror somewhere within our body. But I remained calm. I watched as the triplets became Varek’s weapons. Their bodies stretched into hideous monsters. They were completely drenched in black mist with burning blazing red eyes. And the moment they jumped at the vampires, they fought like the very storm that rumbled above us. They were a single deadly unit that spilled blood like it was some damned sport.

I asked cautiously, aware that the topic might seem unfamiliar to him. Edmond furrowed his brow, clearly puzzled by the question. "Nosferatu vampires? No, I've never heard of them," he replied, his voice tinged with confusion. I nodded, understanding his response. "They are a secretive and reclusive group of vampires known for their nocturnal activities and aversion to sunlight," I explained. "We've come across some information that suggests they might be involved in certain mysterious incidents in Crescentville, including your mother's disappearance." Edmond's eyes widened in surprise. "Vampires? That sounds like something out of a fantasy novel," he said, disbelief evident in his voice.

Omen were genetically-enhanced creatures generally regarded as monsters. Vampires were basically superhuman, with greater physical abilities, advanced regeneration and senses. They were infamous for their thirst for blood and love of killing. They were pretty strong, and the vampires she was up against were superior to a beginner like her, at least physically, but if she applied her combined knowledge and skills, she could be able to outmatch them.

I mean, what were the chances of a blood-obsessed monster from myths being alive in the shifter realm? "The vampires are a…stubborn species; their favorite meal to drink is werewolf blood, since our scent is most times alluring. Compared to us, the vampires capture their victims by their beauty, while we by scents and natural ability as predators," he explains. "I mean, it had to be true since I could not get enough of your…" Myra pauses when a blush of mortification forms on her skin before she clears her throat. "Please continue what you were saying..." she curses seeing the amusement in his gaze.

I told him not to worry, a little of my blood to help the warriors during war won't kill me. It was during that time that I found out that the Vampires were looking for me. I've already learned about other creatures. There are many other incredible creatures other than werewolves. One of them are vampires. They are vicious and bloodsucking monsters. They want to take my blood to make themselves more powerful to defeat all other creatures. The vampire Lord believed that if he drank up all my blood, he would become stronger than every other creature. That was why he had been looking for me.

“Ceprimora are the ones created through being turned. They can only come out at night and again they don’t kill to feed; they just feed enough to stay strong and then let the victims go.” Neither of the vampires Alaric described seemed like that guy she met, so she deduces he must be the other one; a Montalia? Monventous? Mon-something, she thinks. “Then there’s Monventla, which is what that guy was. Monventla were once Morgelantous, only they’ve killed someone. Most vampires don’t kill, they just feed and let the victim go, but Monventla are the devil's work. They get pleasure from killing people. They’re full, they don’t need the extra blood to survive; they kill for fun. That’s what your