My Vamp Novels & Stories

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.

"He's mine!" the rogue vamp yelled through gritted teeth, his glowing green eyes boring into mine. Then, he hit me in the chest with his fist, sending me flying into the parking lot, as I slid across the hard pavement, trying to regain consciousness. He was definitely one of The Others, rogue vamps who didn't care about human life. Having completely lost their humanity, they cared for nothing more than self gratification and the kill. "Hey, you're pretty!" he said with a half smile as he started toward me, arms outstretched, grinning seductively.

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

I dropped it down spitting the blood out whilst focussing on the next kill looking at the crowd. Simba was shaking his head whilst twisting off a vamp's arm and then leapt on to it digging its teeth into its heart, ripping it out of its chest. A male vamp, with really dark short hair and pale skin, was running into my direction. My wolf prepared herself as she lowered her front legs, growling and locking eyes with the monster in front of her.

When will I use my vamp powers if not now. My vampire power was that of Pain Illusion or, in simple terms, Torture. This power enabled me to inflict pain on the person or creature in front of me by concentrating my mind on it. I could inflict torture on a maximum of a dozen creatures at a time and even kill them. Since, everything was mentally done, I could use this power from a safely far distance. “That’s amazing !” Ty whistled as he watched the front line of wolves die to nothingness.

When will I use my vamp powers if not now. My vampire power was that of Pain Illusion or, in simple terms, Torture. This power enabled me to inflict pain on the person or creature in front of me by concentrating my mind on it. I could inflict torture on a maximum of a dozen creatures at a time and even kill them. Since, everything was mentally done, I could use this power from a safely far distance. “That’s amazing !” Ty whistled as he watched the front line of wolves die to nothingness.

I was getting sick of getting our asses kicked. Viktor slid a black vampire onto the corner of the twenty-first street. "This vampire's name is Armand. His superpower is speed. He's almost as fast as you, Darick, but he's young, and I feel we can take him out." I nodded in agreement. He then slid another vampire onto the corner of the twenty-second street between an ice cream shop and a laundromat. “This vampire's name is Jasper. If he bites you, he could potentially paralyze you as he possesses venomous poison, like a snake. He is one of the most dangerous members of Amon's crew."