My Vamp Novels & Stories

We don't know the actual plan he has for them or what he does to them but all I know is I just keep gaurd. Mind my own fcking business and stay out of sight. The last thing I want to do is give this motherfucker a reason to make me his next bed pet. Vampires are notorious for sleeping with multiple partners. And we even sometimes get soulmates. Not doing things like this. Frustration flows through me while thinking of mates and love I shove both hands through my long black hair with silver and purple highlights running through it. My ice blue eyes are burning from exhaustion.

My mother used to do that when I was younger and I felt the heat behind my eyes but never the tears. A Vampyre can never cry anyway. “Good night now,” she said before I was blinking as my eyelids were heavy and a few seconds later, I was claimed again by the darkness.

Vampires look at each other, and confirm Samantha's identity among themselves through mental conversation. "Don't waste your time asking who I am." Samantha interrupted them. "I'll introduce myself. Yes, I'm Samantha, a.k.a RED. And also known as the Demon vampire feeding the blood of her OWN kind." "It's really her!", exclaims the short-haired female vampire. "Jeez, what bad luck. We actually ran into her.", says one among the male vampires. "What are we gonna do now?"

"If you did you would not have used such a passé term. vampire? That's for myths and legends. We are Neratomay—The Undead. You would know that if you weren't thoroughly human." "I may not have vampire instincts, but I do have survival instincts," I said. "I grew up in the hood, bitch!" I thought about the other room, and like lightening I was there. The craggy-faced vamp was there with me a half second later with a on his face. I had excellent vision, but now I saw with more than my eyes.

Remlend had an odd feeling about the woman, but he ignored it and resumed the game he had stopped. Samantha? Although she has a lovely name and appears to be an angel to humans, she is not bad. "Okay, let's play murder wink," he suggested. All of the students agreed. "Has anyone played this game? Do you all know the gameplay?" he asked. Few students nod, but many more are unaware of the game. "I'll explain it."

Migrata - the first state of rest Taalib Duma- seeker of blood Tralu - leader of the Imvura Vahothes- Mothers or first protectors of Taalib Dumas Vahantes – Fathers or elder council members of Taalib Dumas Vancanes – underground freezer where humans are kept in a semi-frozen state until feeding time. Vandilum - Drink made from a dying vampire’s blood that renders any male Taalib Duma impotent, except during the full moon. Vrandar Zormir- Taalib Duma resting area laid underground, right beneath the Varlancia headquarters’ Varlancia- vampiric quarters located in Vermont Vascany - a vampire concubine Visdan- the oldest son Vocada- a Taalib Duma who became crazed for human blood and craved for s

THE VAMPIRE'S WEAKNESS 18+ ~Fucking you is all about me~ ~l know what you're, you not a human but a witch~ ~Am a vampire, you a witch~ ~Am gonna fuck you like one~ **** SCARLETT'S POV.

Through the whole transformation, I never released my grip on his throat or his manhood. "What the hell?" He was so spooked, his eyes bulged out, momentarily forgetting about the pain in his balls. "Who the hell are you?" "Your worst nightmare," I replied in a demonic voice, and smiled menacingly. My emerald eyes flared as I ripped his head off in one fluid motion. I held his head in my hands, watching his eyes close as his body twitched and fell to the floor. Vamp blood poured from his body, pooling wastefully upon the floor. Vamp blood is a luxury to other vampires. Like Dom Perignon to an alcoholic. At vamp speed, I ripped off his arms, making a dull thudding sound as I literally ripped h

Before power taught him indifference. “Vampire bonds are not like wolf bonds,” I say quietly. “They are not merely fate.” “They are an obsession,” Maereth agrees. “Madness. Devotion sharpened into a weapon.” “They consume,” I whisper. “They do not care who they destroy along the way.” Maereth studies me. “And this one is worse.” “Yes.” My voice hardens. “Because it is tied to someone who will not break.” The girl—V. Hybrid. Fire-blooded. Stubborn as sin.

“I am going to leave you for a time with my friend here. I have a few things to arrange before I bring your mate.” The vamp descended upon me, lapping at my open wounds, as Dietrick skipped from the room. I didn’t know where he was going, I only hopped that it wasn’t to harm Miriam. I recoiled at the feeling of the vamp’s tongue against one of my fresher wounds on my back. They were truly disgusting creatures. If I made it out of this mess alive, I was going to hunt them down and destroy their entire species. “Ahhh, so wonderful.” The vamp sighed, as he leaned down to lap up the blood that had pooled on the ground. These things had no shame, no sense of anything except the pleasure they deri