Novela Vamp Novels & Stories

Here's your breakfast, eat up before they get cold" she said happily, thank you we all said, just then she was about to open the windows, I vamp sped towards her and held her hands "How did you do that she asked surprised" I was about to compel her but I asked myself "what's the need of compelling her? I told her the truth about us being vampires of centuries from Transylvania "Wow, are you really serious, I have been doing research on them but all my efforts were in vein, you are allergic to sunlight and garlic bulbs right and mostly feed on human blood and can't resist feeding on them right, I hope you don't feast on us" she said giggling

Even without the meteor shower, that night would have been fun. I felt a lot of things that I hadn't felt in a very long time. Things that I didn't even realize that I missed. And some things that I probably would be better off if I ignored. But, for now, I was sitting on my side of Nico's bed, looking through one of the books he had on vampire history as he sat on his side, looking through a book of his own. Of course, I had read about vampire history when I was in school, but none of them were from a vampiric author. Which really made a difference.

By the mention of the V word, Amanda’s eyes turn hooded. “Vampires...” she whispered, making a mental picture of those white, pointy canines and the blood dripping in a victim’s neck. Then, a blurry flash of a face appeared, one that tapped a sensitive part of her heart. She was lost for a moment, blinking heavily, until Matteo pulled her out from it. “Yes, them, vile creatures of the dark,” he followed. Amanda looked at him with a sudden burst of hatred, not for him but for those vampires that murdered her kind. The magic of the amulet was working - something that Matteo was happy about.

com - "Femme Fatale: The Queen Of Chess" (Has similar tech-mafia themes as that was my favourite plotline personally in contemporary romance I'd suggest to give it a read.) "Bitten By A Loveless Noble Vampire" (Is a wonderful dark medieval romance with vampires and other mythological stuff. I love how gory and dark it is with the utmost sexual tension between the duo.) "Criminally God" (Is a Male Lead book with a system, demons and a vampire main character. I was inspired by Eoin Colfer and fused his style with my own and in fantasy genre.)

, but before I could speak, something hit me—like a bucket of ice water poured straight into my skull. Memories. But not mine. A grand estate bathed in moonlight. Lavish dinners where crystal goblets didn’t hold wine. Whispers about bloodlines and rival clans. A name: Lady Astrid Valemont—the daughter of Duke Corvinus Valemont, one of the most powerful vampire nobles in the land. And the worst part? I knew exactly where I’d heard that name before. From a book. Not just any book—Blood and Moonlight. My favorite guilty-pleasure fantasy romance. It was the kind of novel where everyone was broody, beautiful, and one emotional outburst away from starting a war.

The vampires glided through the moonlit corridors, their predatory instincts heightened by the thrill of the impending capture. Inside the Alpha's den, Carla lay beside Alpha Andrew, blissfully unaware of the impending danger. The room was bathed in a soft, silvery glow, courtesy of the moonlight filtering through the windows. Unbeknownst to them, the vampires closed in, their eyes reflecting a hunger for power. In the stillness of the night, Carla stirred, a subtle awareness tugging at her consciousness. Her eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dim light. Shock painted her face as she beheld the surreal sight of vampires surrounding their bed.

I close the door, lean back against it, my body trembling, breath coming shallow and fast as dread blooms deep in my chest. I heard every word. My hands shake as I rush to my bedside drawer, fingers fumbling for Betty’s phone. One word echoes relentlessly in my mind as I type it into the search bar. Sanguinari. The result appears almost immediately. And as I read, all the blood drains from my face. Because, there stark and unforgiving on the screen, I understand at last. Alexander Matesson is a vampire.

Our bank was stocked full. My father was the founder and CEO of the East Coast Vamp Blood Bank, which supplied blood to not only the East but also to parts of the Midwest U.S. One Wednesday afternoon while Chelsea and I were in the library relaxing, the sirens blared through our home. We both ran out to find that our city was under attack from demons, wraiths, rogue werewolves, and some witches. Our friends and family were being set ablaze by the witches, lifted into the air and ripped apart by wraiths and wolves, and blasted with fire spells by the witches.

The music blasted through the living room and everyone enjoyed the music, including me, of course. Every once in a while, I would check up on the boys, making sure that they were having enough drinks. I want them all to get wasted tonight, including Alex, which was the only way for me to sneak inside his office room. "Do vampires even get drunk?" I asked Elena, who laughed before nodding, her dance moves already getting sloppy. "Special wine darling! Vervain or some shit mixed, I don't know!" she giggled before walking up to James and grinding her back against him. She's definitely drunk