Mr Vampire 1 Novels & Stories

He had been to Kendrick's mansion countless times within a year after noticing the gradual downfall of the Harrington Supreme Company. Without staring at his wife who was standing behind him with intense curiosity, Victor pushed the door open. The instant he stepped feet into the room, his hands subconsciously covered his nose because of the strong stench in the room. He even stepped back and mistakenly hit his wife in the process. ‘What is the meaning of this nonsense?!’. He thought, as he couldn't believe it. Still covering his nose, he entered the room further and saw the unconscious Kendrick, who was asleep on the floor.

This was about power and strategy, as always. Before me stood a man with a calm yet calculating posture. His pale skin, too flawless, resembled marble carved to perfection. His dark eyes held a cold glint that pierced through anyone who dared to meet his gaze. Virgil Vissarion, the vampire introduced as their representative. He appeared to be in his early thirties, but I knew he was far older than that. “Of course, you must be the renowned Alpha werewolf,” Virgil said, his voice laced with sarcasm, breaking the tense silence. A faint smirk tugged at his lips, almost mocking.

Blood splattered on the floor. Marius shift in less than 10 seconds and quickly, he and his wolves attack, signalling the vampires to reciprocate and Jack closes his eyes. Taking a deep breathe, he launches on his enemy with everything he got.

Even her hobby, cooking was also weird to Olivia as it was unnecessary. "STOP!", Darrien yelled at Olivia with his red eyes. Beau and Olivia were dumbstruck viewing Darrien with fangs and crimson eyes. It was the first time that they witnessed him as a vampire. "Darrien! Please!!", Monica shivered in tears.

Somewhere, he could still hear the waves although he could only see blackness where the sea should be. Looking down, Jon saw that the light from the library was still on. Jon wondered about his client's nocturnal habits and whether he would need to adjust his work hours as well to match his client's. Suddenly, Jon saw something move from the corner of his eye. It seemed to have come from the library window, but he could not be sure. Just as he was convincing himself that he was just too sleepy and conjuring images out of nothing, he saw a black creature move across the wall of the mansion like a giant lizard. The light from the library window barely caught it. Jon barely suppressed a cry whe

Dmitri spat out blood in my direction, an act of disrespect. I stood up from the chair and walked closer to him, raising his chin so he could take a look at me. "Unlike your miserable father, I am the biggest Mafia Lord in the entire city. Every single one of my enemies fears me, and they all have the right to do so. I am showing you mercy by exchanging your freedom for that of your sister, you should be thankful." I let go afterward, and with one last look at him, I walked out of the room.

Ryder said as he laid his stick on the table. “It was a good game! We'll have to do it again,” Ryder said as he held his hand out. Maverick looked at his hand before shaking it. He couldn't help but feel concerned. She was the fastest vampire he had ever seen. He could tell it was bothering the Beta, which further concerned him.

he shook his head as he slowly got up. " How am I not dead?" he looked down at his shirt soaked in blood. "You're a vampire," I responded slightly annoyed he didn't know. " A what? How is that possible?" " You don't know who made you?" I asked. He shook his head answering with a no,

The vampires then took that chance to eliminate each werewolf. "Vermont...You'll gonna pay for this." Morris said and attack Lord Vermont using his sharp canines. Morris's canines dug into Lord Vermont's left arm. But Lord Vermont didn't care about it. Instead, he made eye contact with Morris. Morris then began also to whimper. He was also inflicted with pain. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

With the most apologetic voice I could muster, I mumbled, “Sorry.” No one calls it their ‘man parts’. Also, he’s two thousand years old? My mind was going everywhere, but at the fact that I was at the mercy of a, possibly, murderous vampire. I should be afraid of him. But because of the realization that he could be vulnerable too, he didn’t come off too daunting as he should. “I would appreciate it if you refrain from doing that again,” he continued to say, sounding more irritated this time. “Your blood is unlike I have ever tasted before, but I will not hesitate to take drastic measures if this adorable rebellion of yours continues.”