My Best Friend The Vampire Novels & Stories

My heart dropped as I saw him in that condition. Couldn't stop my tears from falling cause I was seeing my best friend in the worst and miserable condition. I hold him as he was barely standing on his feet. "Who did this to you, Paul?" I asked him sobbing and wrapping him with my arms and laying him down to rest. "The Vampires" he struggled and uttered with a heavy tone and after hearing it, my blood flow rises in anger and vengeance for the creature 'Vampires'

I sniffed loudly and Jacob stopped so abruptly that I bumped into him. “What the fuck?” I snapped, wiping the tears from my face. He turned to me swiftly and stared down at me with hard eyes. “Your tears isn’t going to change the situation or what your best friend is now so can you just stop crying and act normal?” “Act normal?” I repeated slowly, anger slowly rising up to my chest. “Act normal?” My voice was rising now. “You want me to act normal?” I asked with a scoff. “You must be out of your god-damned mind! How am I supposed to act normal after hearing that my best friend has been turned into a fucking vampire because your brother put her in danger…put a fucking target on her back?! You

"Can't we call for help?" He shot the dog a wry glance. "Call whom? Your precious packs, who would laugh to hear that a children's bogeyman is true?" "What about your vampire friends?" "Vampires have no friends, just acquaintances who are either trying to bring you down or helping someone else. Never trust them." "Funny you say that because you expect us to trust you."

A look of despair was pulling at her brows, and I could see the faint flutter of her accelerated heartbeat in the sweet, pale arteries of her throat. Truly, she had to stop. The faster her heart beat, the more sweetly her blood smelled, and she was beginning to put a pit in my stomach. Which meant, everyone around us could smell it, too. “She is my friend,” I heard her say. It was barely a passing whisper, and the chatter of the crowd nearly stole it away from me. Friend. That was a word used by humans, and unheard of by vampires. We didn’t have friends. We were connected to one another only by blood and hunger.

“Did you turn to a vampire overnight and you’re finding it hard to tell me?” “Wait, what?” My best friend had really weird way of imagining the strangest of things. “You don’t have to worry about me freaking out, don’t worry. I love vampires!” he exclaimed, creepily looking at me with his mesmerizing set of green eyes. “Where are your fangs? Do you really burn in sunlight? Do you hate onions? How about ginger? Will you eat me?” He tilted his head forward, asking me those questions. I didn’t even admit to any of those…

I was driving to university, taking the longer route to clear my head. My life had been an absolute shit storm the last few days. I had no idea what was going on in the world around me. Ryan, the guy I actually really liked, turned out to be a vampire. A vampire. Then I found out that he was actually the ex-boyfriend of one of my best friends and he tried to kill us.

My gaze lingers on my vampire before falling on my best friend. Beau's fangs are elongated, his eyes brighter than I've seen before. Tears sting my eyes as I watch them both stare back at me. My best friend is gone. My protector is gone. My hero is gone. The tears hiding within the confines of my eyes slip down my cheeks, making my view of them blurry. My chest burns with the desire to hug Beau goodbye. But I know I can't. I keep my feet planted where they are and give them both a nod of acceptance. This isn't what I want but I have no other choice.

I have an overwhelming urge to wrap my arms around her but I am afraid to get pushed by her once I told her my secrets. Prolonging this would get our talk nowhere, I know. So in the daylight, in front of the two people---two most important people in my life; one had known what I really am, one did not have any idea at all. I closed my eyes as I felt the tears rolling down my cheeks. I guess, there’s no really use in prolonging this. “I… am… I am a vampire,” I said. I wonder if they heard it. But I guess, it was enough for them to hear it. Because Katelyn… my sweet best friend, Katelyn is already on her feet, I supposed, ready to leave.

I remembered that I used to love when my mother would make mashed potatoes and the apples that she picked from our tree before we ran from the city. The vampires talked among one another as they ate, each one looking astoundingly perfect in every way. Humans often envied vampires for their looks, as did I when I was younger. I stood silently next to Master, as did some of the other slaves and pets. A few vampires kept their pets on their lap, such as the vampire sitting next to Master. Xander is what I came to find out his name was. He seemed to be a good friend of Masters since he's the only one I've seen Master talk to this entire time.

I looked up only to see the face of my worst enemy Circe. Circe was a psychotic vampire who happened to be worst enemy. She was once my beat friend and believe me when I say nothing is worst than hating your own best friend. Now let me tell you exactly why I hated my ex best friend and desired nothing more but to kill her......well she killed my siblings and my mum,she poisoned my boyfriend once and even kidnapped my Dad twice. Now I finally have a chance to kill her,I would definitely put an end to all this by ripping out her head.