My Babysitter's A Vampire Novels & Stories

—I don't need a babysitter, so you can go. —If it were my brother, you wouldn't say that, would you? —I open my mouth but nothing came out of me because my heart told me that what he said is true. —You are so easy to predict. He walked in without my permission and settled in the living room, how do I get a vampire out of my house? An answer that would now be very useful to me but unfortunately I don't have in my hands so I closed the door and stayed on the couch without taking my eyes off him because if I blink or stop seeing him, he can do anything and I don't want to feed two Baltimore's with my blood.

She couldn't shake off the sense that their destinies were entwined in a way beyond their comprehension. As days passed, the peculiar phenomena persisted. Agnes found herself more drawn to Jairus than ever, and an unyielding bond seemed to be forming between them. She also noticed that Jairus's red eyes were becoming more frequent, and his hunger for her presence grew undeniable. His mannerisms were shifting, as if an inner turmoil was consuming him, yet he remained fiercely devoted to her. Agnes decided she couldn't keep ignoring these changes. Seeking answers, she approached an elder vampire, a sage renowned for his wisdom and knowledge of ancient vampire lore. After explaining the peculia

Monica explained, "Woah, but what's a twilight vampire?" "I think it's best you ask sir Sebastian about everything you want to know about vampires, he's in the best position to tell you that, not me, I've not really being to Britaris myself," Monica said, her and her sister wet turned just when they returned from France, they were just little kids then and she's the she's been living here working as a servant, she has visited Britaris before, but that was when she was way younger, so there's really nothing she knows about that place, just that it's a great place to be.

Dad lied. My backpack felt heavier than usual, not just with books but with the weight of every broken promise. I dug my nails into my palms, trying to focus on the biting chill of the Aurelia evening instead of the tremor in my hands. New mission: survive the Sterlings. New reality: I was their charity case, Charles Sterling’s personal babysitter. His babysitter. The thought made bile rise in my throat.

They didn’t tell me exactly why they wanted to see me, just that I should present myself at the administration office. As I crossed the pediatric hallway, something unexpected happened. I stumbled upon a little blonde girl with green eyes; her face was pale, and she seemed to have difficulty breathing. I reacted instinctively and grabbed her arms before she could fall to the ground.

Dominic and his new slave, Renela, would also be in attendance. Victoria Cavanah, an esteemed vampire aged 200, led the class. She was known for her strict yet fair teaching methods. She affectionately called her ward Bunny, whom she frequently brought to class as an example of a well-maintained relationship. As Victoria began explaining the intricacies of feeding and the critical importance of aftercare, I caught Jo making brief eye contact with me. Each glance was a silent conversation, acknowledging how far beyond the boundaries we had already ventured in our connection.

I immediately teleported to the back of one of them and put him to sleep then I kicked the one who was still holding Clementine's arm and put him to sleep as well. I turned around in front of us and immediately kicked the runner in our direction. I immediately put him to sleep and then turned my attention to the vampire above. I immediately flew up and put it to sleep as well. When I was weak, I fell down and swallowed when I saw some more wolf vampires rising. "Clementine hide!" I shouted but she didn't seem to hear anything because she was just looking at the rising wolf vampire. She turned to me and immediately ran towards my direction then hugged me.

I didn’t know how I was going to hide the blood bottles from the babysitter. “You are a vampire, right?” I whispered in her ear. “Yes, you have a vampire baby, right?” She whispered back. “Yes. You’re a godsend. This makes things less complicated. This was fate, Julia. I’m sure of it.” I told her with a smile.

But there. Then scent. Her. Our mate. I stiffened, senses stretching, heart pounding. She entered the office with a younger girl and a very good-looking vampire at her back. The vampire was powerful, unreadable, but his words were clear. “The children they’ve been touched. The vamp is draining their life force.” The room gasped. The younger girl stepped forward, claiming she was a healer and offering to help. Bob was scared for her; I could see it in his eyes.

I began to narrate, while he listened: "Teddy was only ten years old when his mother and father were murdered by the dreaded ancient vampire, Mura who was 2000 years old. The vampire prefers to feed on The blood of little kids, then human athans. When Mura invaded their home that day, in the middle of the night, she requested that they should hand over their children in exchange for their own life. Teddy's parents refused to yield to Mura's demand. They refused to show her where their children were hidden. They had gotten a piece of information about the activities of the vampire lately, in the village. Therefore, they had prepared for her if she shows up. The old vampire got angry and kill