Old Books On Vampires Novels & Stories

"Well obviously, you walk around in daylight thought I'm not exactly sure how. Is it lapis lazuli or something else? I really want to know the veracity of vampirism." "Well what books have you been reading, and I can tell you if any of them have truths, I mean garlic is a major fallacy. I love garlic but too much is bad for anyone." Thoughts were running through my head I don't even think I can name the hundreds of vampire books I've read. "There are too many to name if you saw my books you'd understand, they are the only things not moving to school with me, there are just too many."

Her Mom and Dad would spend days shoving books in my face and even talk to me about them once I had finished. Breyona's Mom was right, there wasn't much information on Vampires. Just a small passage in the middle of the page, written in another language. It was obvious Breyona's Mom and Dad had translated the text, writing it on a spare sheet of paper and attaching it to the book. The passage enlightened me, and sent something cold rushing through my veins. Vampires -- 1902

His voice was too low for me to understand what he was saying, but he sounded urgent. And left, I was looking through the window watching some of the pack members who were walking around. While I waited, I looked around his study. I'd never really paid attention to it before, but now I noticed something strange. There were books everywhere about vampires and dark magic. “What are these for?” I keep looking around, moving gently. Old books with worn covers and pages that looked like they might fall apart if you touched them. “Has he been studying all these books?”

What business did Allison have with a witch of that caliber? My gaze drifted away from the list, landing on the chaos of the desk. Only then did I truly see the mess. It wasn’t just papers; it was a library of obsession. Documents were scattered everywhere, burying the wood surface. I picked up a few books, reading the spines. ‘Tales of the Undead’. ‘The Physiology of the Damned’. ‘The Half-Demon’s Plight’. All titles about vampires. They weren’t particularly strange books for a Hunter to possess, I had read most of them myself during training. Know thy enemy. It was Rule Number One. When you hunted apex predators, knowledge was the only equalizer.

And anyone could guess what would happen the next morning. Sunlight. Pouring in. Burning through. Burning the old ghost. I turned around slowly, taking in the room again. I should leave. But... I wasn’t satisfied. Not yet. I needed to do more. This alone wasn't enough to deal with this creature. I couldn't remember where I had learned this again, but it was mentioned that the older the vampires, the more immune they were to the light elements. They had long shed their fear of sun, or fire. Sunlight no more could scald their skin, and fire no longer sent them retreating into the dark.

The study was filled with books of old volumes on paranormal and cult creatures. Open on the desk was a volume dedicated to vampires with regards to the last decade. Scott had never seen such an extensive collection of books on paranormal creatures. Everything he knew was what his father taught him. He’d met most of the species of the Otherworld. The species he hadn’t met he’d been told he never wanted to know. Sitting down in Raymond’s chair, Scott pulled the book into his lap. There were several pictures of vampires with sharp fangs. Blood-suckers. Holy water. Garlic. Mind control. So many words connected with vampires.

but my parents taught me to always keep the mate bond. I come upon a lake and it looks like there was a struggle, I can smell wolf's blood and the eucalyptus and peppermint is back but it's mixed with tobacco and rum, I'm worried now, maybe my mate has been hurt. I can't see any blood other than the wolf's blood but I can smell vampire blood, I look around trying to find any sign when the smell of eucalyptus and peppermint hits me hard, Nova is going crazy screaming one word over and over "MATE!!!"

They were at serious war that not only claimed the lives of many of them but that of Nina's mother also-the Luna of the Blood Moon Pack,her father being the Alpha. The whole kingdom was in disaster because the werewolves were just no match for the vampires.No one could explain were the vampires got such massive power from. Nina feared for her father.He seemed to be slipping away gradually ever since he lost his mate and even she,being the only child,felt worse.The werewolves had an advantage during the last full moon but they were killed massively by the vampires. Literally,they have no hope in the full moon that's to come.The vampires would come again on the next full moon and any more war

“That's weird, I bet Ethan is hiding something.” It was already night, I was engrossed in the book I found. It wasn't giving me any solution but it had these vampire stories in them. Their do’s and don't, heroes and heroine, the war between them and hunters and their little alliance with the witches. It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire.

Meanwhile, I sat inside the library of the Winter Garden, turning the entire place upside down to get information on vampires. “Strange.” I mumbled as I looked through the book titles. There weren’t many books or detailed information on vampires. It was all the basics, like how to kill a vampire with a wooden stake and all. Nothing that I didn’t know. I sighed as I flipped through the last book and threw it. Why was there not much information about the biggest rivals of wolves? I massaged my temple with my two fingers when my tired gaze fell on the open book that I had thrown across the room out of frustration.