Mythical Creatures Vampire Novels & Stories

She pressed the G****e icon and stared for a moment at the search bar before deciding to browse about vampires even though she already knew them by little heart. The first article she’d seen was from history.com, which had a one-sentence excerpt below the title: “Vampires are evil mythological beings who roam the world at night, searching for people whose blood they feed upon.” A hundred times she had read this and she almost memorized the content. All the same, she went through it with yet another sigh.

Willow stared at him for awhile as he kept his eyes away. "Is there something I can do? Get you water or...?" Willow paused. She was throwing options out there, but Dante was no ordinary being. He is a Vampire. She had very little knowledge of the creatures, which was her fault for not being as prepared to possibly deal with them, but how would she have known she would be in the same room as one?

He sounded serious, he no longer had that teasing or care free tone that she remembers…was he that dangerous “I still want to know….what are you?” She stood her ground, she was young and curious about the world, and he was her first answer “I'm the creature of the night…I'm a vampire my lady” A vampire…. She had been told stories about them. They are the creatures of the night, and they are horrible. The wolves are often mistaken as the creatures of the night, but in reality, they are just the moon creatures, they extract most of their abilities from the moon… most of them though, the first generation wolves to be precise. The rest just bathe in the glory of being called moon creatures. But

Yet, among the myriad tales, two origins eclipse all others with their grotesque allure. The first speaks of a divine curse, where Cain, the Biblical figure marked by God, was condemned to an eternity of bloodlust. His once-human form twisted into a monstrous demon, cursed to wander the earth as the first vampyre. Over centuries, he donned countless identities, his latest mask being none other than William the Conqueror—a warlord whose thirst for blood was rivaled only by his hunger for power.

The creature hissed and launched another attack, this time aiming to take Bola from the stomach. The mage swallowed when he jumped backward. It took everything in him to keep his mind from the fact that just a slice from those fingers would live him paralyzed or worst dead. From the red patched growing on the creature's face, he could tell that the man was not any ordinary vampire. Vampiron, they were called. The rarest and the deadliest species of the Vamp community. His body was already heating and he could feel the heat that was beginning to soak his shirt. His heart was pulsing, but he had learned over the years to keep his body from feeling fear, even in an inevitable situation.

I frown in confusion. “Masas Dima,” he repeats patiently. “We prefer the Arabic name we were created instead of the stereotypical, sensationalised ‘vampire’ that pop culture uses.” “You’re fucking with me right now,” I am pretty sure my jaw just hit the ground. There is no such thing as vampires. None. They were a myth, a legend. The only supernatural beings we have proof of are other types of shifters. Everything else did not exist. “What kind of shifter are you?” I narrow my eyes. “You’re not a wolf, and I don’t recognise your scent.”

I take air into my lungs and prepare to answer her, hoping she doesn’t dig too deep into this. “Bunyips no. Vampires, yes, but they’re called sanguidae. No culture has described them accurately yet, but yes they exist,” I say with an exhale. I really don’t want to have to explain that their existence is my fault. I stand by what I did to that fucker, Oshmin, but I never thought the curse would spread and infect humans, though if I’m being honest, I never gave a shit. I still don’t really give a shit about humans. Gabriella is the exception.

Vampires -- 1902 Sunlight sears the skin of these cold-blooded creatures, forced to take night as their own. First recorded Vampire was 1500 BC located in Crete. All that is known about the earliest Vampire is his name, Kouritis. Vampires are not immortal--but do live for hundreds of years. It is known Vampire's have a caste that is similar to their Lycan adversaries. Lowest is human turned vampires. Next is Vampire's by birth, with human tainted blood. Vampire's are able to procreate with eachother, and human's. Even higher lies pure blooded Vampires, considered untouchable in status. The last, and highest is the blood line of Kouritis. It is believed Kouritis blood-line may possess the abi

Erica nodded subconsciously because really they were doing the shittiest job of the century. Jade sighed and began, "Look, Erica. What they mean is that in this world, there are not only humans that exist, there are...what humans call 'mythical creatures' or 'supernatural beings' such as werewolves, vampires, witches, faes, mermaids which exist as well." Erica took in every single word with a blank expression on her face. The only thing that was going on in her head was, 'What is this nonsense?'

Chapter 76- Elnora POV “What do you mean one saved your life once?” I demand from him, and my crying automatically subsides. “Just as it sounds. Something bad had happened, one of the vampires was attacking me, and it came out and protected me from the vampire.” “So, what is it? A werewolf or something?” “No, nothing like that. They are really just a different breed of dog.” “That is not a breed of dog.” I decline his answer immediately. There is no way that creature was a breed of dog. “Maybe not at home, but here it is. What we once knew about the world has changed drastically already.” “We will talk about this more later.” I insist.