Original Vampire Stories Novels & Stories

I hoped the walls were soundproof, as I didn’t want to overhear any funny business between Silas and his girlfriend. Climbing onto my bed, I reached for my bedside drawer, pulling out a large book with thick pages and a brown cover. It was a book on vampire origins, and basically everything one needed to know about them. Bill had gifted it to my mom as a moving-in present, thinking she might need it living with two vampires under the same roof. If only he knew Mom didn’t read books. Even when I was a kid, she’d make up my bedtime stories on the spot. She found it funny to tell me horror stories before bed.

I barely knew how she did what she did myself, but something told me it had something to do with the copious amounts of her blood I could smell on her. "That wasn't natural, Sol," Serin said softly. I knew he was trying not to anger me. He didn't want to insult Mia, but his confusion was understandable. "Don't you remember the old stories?" "The old stories?" Sarah asked as she looked up at both of us. "Fictional stories," I stressed to both of them. "Bedtime stories our mothers would tell us." "They were cautionary tales, Sol, of half-bloods who could wipe out entire villages and kingdoms if they chose to."

Said Adrian who again convinced Alexis to ask him a question about himself right there. Alexis was silent for a moment. The only question that she had wanted to ask for a long time, suddenly appeared in her mind. Alexis looked away from Adrian and focused on the path in the forest in front of her. “Back in the mythology class in class, Mr. Joylon once said that there are many kinds of vampires. There are original vampires, and new born vampires. I've had this question for a long time, but... I've always been hesitant to ask it. Adrian, how did you get turn into a vampire?”

That's why I was dead and yet somehow not. I was a vampire. Dear goddess. A vampire. A newborn vampire. It started to sink in. I remembered the stories of newborn vampires. Everyone knows newborn vampires are uncontrollable, violent, killing machines. They kill everything. They gorge on blood. They're insatiable. I put the stories together with what I was feeling. The Need. How I could sense life. Blood. The Need for it. I was smart enough to know I wouldn't be able to sate the Need no matter how many I killed. No newborn vampire could. It took years, decades for some vampires to control the Need.

says Brent, “but the original vampire is the first vampire ever. All of us have been created from his blood. I don’t know their story, but the Silvan family was the first to turn. I think he has a sister too. I don’t know if any other members of his family turned into vampires or not. Also, I am not sure about any of the details. This is all legend, you know. It happened about two thousand years ago. I have no idea whether such a family actually exists or not. But it is a part of vampire folklore. For all I know, it could be some random vampire going about saying he is Evarius Silvan to create an effect.” “It doesn’t make sense,” says Tasha, “no matter what side of the story we believe, beca

My voice was small and greedy, thirsty for any bit of information that would help me not jump out of the car and start rethinking why in the world I wasn't scared of sitting beside a vampire. He raised an eyebrow and took a deep breath. "Well, contrary to what your kind choose to believe, the first vampire did not choose to be. He was cursed by an angry witch. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. It happened in a small village in Scotland. Killian was young, handsome, ambitious. He was practicing to be like his da, who was what we now call doctor. He met a woman and she took to him. He didn't know she was a witch, the woman, Amara. Like all pompous men, he made her promises and took her t

I hoped she wouldn't creep out and tell the whole city because her mother was the sheriff. "Hope,"I began. "I am a vampire, and so is Solomon." Solomon shifted uncomfortably in his seat. I knew I had just messed up his chance with her. And part of me liked it. "We were born in 1003 AD and became the first vampires in 1020 AD", I explained. Hope sighed and massaged her forehead with her fingers. It was too much for her, and I didn't expect less. "So you guys are over a thousand years old?"she asked after some moment of silence.

“The reason for Stefan’s death will reveal itself in time. Until then let’s not discuss it again.” Gabriel nodded and watched her closely, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear when she was nervous. The way her bottom lip quivered when she said her brother’s name. “Anyway,” she continued. “If you’re going to help then you should probably know a little more about the history of those who came before you.” As they made their way out of the cave, Aurora explained. “According to ancient lore, the original vampires were demons created by Satan and put on earth to multiply and eventually eradicate humans.”

I folded my hands across my chest and frowned at him in both confusion and annoyance. "Stop-just-" Alex huffed in frustration before covering his face with his hands and letting out a sigh in exasperation. I was about to say something else too but stopped when I heard a few girls groan and my eyes snapped towards the crowd. I noticed Joey, Franklin,danny and other vampires digging their fangs into the girls neck, sucking them hungrily and I could feel my eyes widening at the sight. They were doing it in public? Why? It was already getting dark, we were supposed to go home.

“I don’t understand. You said you could see things, not everything, but some things?” “Unfortunately, Vampires are not one of them. They are not created by the Moon Goddess. They are something else entirely. They are….” “Leeches. That’s what Zara called them.” “Yes, while that is true. They are something much uglier and darker than leeches. They are not born, they are not created out of a simple bite like you were. It is said they were created by a mad man. A man that believed humans could only live on blood. He would feed on humans and when they were close to death. He would feed them his blood. Wait for them to die and restart their hearts. The problem is, their hearts never restarted.”