My Vampire Story Novels & Stories

James sat in his grandmother's cozy living room, listening intently as she read him the stories of Eli, the vampire who had faced insurmountable odds and emerged victorious through sheer determination and the power of love. James had always loved hearing these stories, but today they held a special meaning for him.

Unable to keep his eyes open any longer, they fluttered closed as his head fell to the side, his body loosened, his chest fell flat and his heart stopped beating. … "The next thing I knew, I woke up in some worn out bedroom at the top of some English tavern with Demitri standing above me. I knew I shouldn't have woken, so I questioned him and… Well, here I am. A vampire." Harley's eyes were wide with horror and her mouth opened in the shape of an O. She closed it again, biting her lip. She stayed silent and stood up. He stood up top, thinking that she had decided to leave. Instead, she did the last thing he ever expected her to do. She threw her arms around him in a hug, embracing him tightl

He didn't want to be with the monster that kept growing inside his body and having more control over him each passing day. It was a dark and haunting story. Heart Wrenching sometimes and intriguing other times. Angelica became glued to the book. She kept turning pages but soon the pages had notes written on them. No. It seemed to be poems. Written by Lord Rayven, she guessed. Angelica began to read them and slowly became confused and sad. His poems weren't that different from the man's story. It seemed like Lord Rayven saw himself as a monster as well. Even worse. He described himself as evil.

*Centuries ago, a time where Vampires, sphinx and werewolves lived together in peace, love and harmony, until evil covered the cloud of Transylvania* My name is Luther, I'm a vampire from the old world, I am over 400 years old, I lived in Transylvania, my father was the over Lord (Dracula) my mom was a werewolf (Tania) from Romania (another city where werewolves and other creatures live) but died 200 years after my younger sisters' birth, her name is Annabelle, she is 300 years old, I was to be dad's successor but everything changed when my father was killed, it was the day of my inauguration, we were ambushed by our own people, sects of disloyal elves and Sphinx, and it all turned out to b

I add. She smiles up at me, “I love you too Troy and I don’t want to leave you either but duty calls.” I sigh, “Can we at least stop fighting and go back to bed.” She laughs, “Troy that wasn’t a fight, I was just giving you space to think and I also did a little digging about Zane’s uh problem.” She takes my hand and leads me to a seat. I frown wondering what exactly she means by digging. “Harper and I went to the library yesterday and found a book on Vladimir, it tells the story of how he became a Vampire annnnd about his four loyal soldiers.” She looks at me to make sure I’m following.

I shrugged my shoulders slowly. I looked at Arabella who looked thoughtful. "Have you ever heard a story about vampires?" His words made me frown in confusion. Why did he suddenly say that? I shook my head. "No, why?" "The story is the same as what you told me earlier. A shape-shifting vampire would be very scary. His eyes were fiery red, his hair grew long, fangs appeared in his mouth, and also… a pair of black wings on his back." Arabella told the story very clearly.

I whispered, barely audible over the rain pounding the roof. “Who?” His hand settled on my knee, steadying me. “The vampire,” I said, the word sounding ridiculous even as it left my lips. “From Mexico. He was in the cab next to us.” Damon’s eyes darkened, his grip tightening. “You saw a vampire at Mexico and didn't tell me? Are you sure?" he asked. “Yes,” I said, nodding frantically. “He smiled at me, waved—like he knew I’d see him.”

Danica hissed as she shook her head. Nikki k blinked in surprise and turned to stare at me in alarm. Great. What a wonderful way to tell her that I’m a Vampire. “Enough! I don’t have time for this. Danica, you don’t know Herley and she’s the only reason why I’m a vampire. She gave me the vile blood of that vampire Kerder. While I was pregnant! It could have harmed my babies and it certainly took my free will from me so I’m killing her. Sorry to disappoint,” I hissed as I pushed past a stunned Nikkini to go to the dungeon with Triss at my side.

– the man exclaimed doomedly a moment before the flexible body knocked him to the ground and sharp fangs pierced his neck. The man was speechless with horror. But what surprised him even more was that the wounded young man, who turned out to be a vampire, recoiled from him as if from a leper, touching his bloody lips with his fingers and looking at him with wide-open eyes full of bewilderment. - How do you know Ira?! – the vampire said dumbfounded. Ridgrain mountains

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.