Original Vampire Stories

Druf tidak terima dirinya sebagai seorang pangeran Vampire. Ia hanya ingin menjadi manusia biasa yang bisa menua bersama pasangannya. Memiliki keturunan lalu mati. Druf semakin menderita saat mengetahui bahwa nasib bangsanya ada dalam genggaman tangannya. Ia hampir putus asa sampai bertemu dengan seorang wanita yakni cinta sejatinya. Namun kutukan demi kutukan terus menguji perjalanan cintanya. Bacalah cerita ini, kisah seorang pangeran yang tak akan pernah ditemui sepanjang sejarah.

Bagaimana jadinya jika seorang dokter ahli forensik ternyata adalah seorang vampir? Callista Bradley, merupakan detektif wanita yang gigih dan terkenal sedikit gila. Ia diberi tugas untuk memecahkan sebuah kasus pembunuhan berantai yang sudah terjadi di Kota Edinburgh selama beberapa tahun terakhir. Callista menemukan petunjuk bahwa setiap korban dari kasus pembunuhan tersebut memiliki dua lubang bekas gigitan di leher, sekaligus darah korban yang selalu habis hingga tak tersisa barang setetes pun. Gadis itu yakin pelakunya bukanlah manusia, dan malam ini ia menyaksikan sendiri bagaimana sang pembunuh itu beraksi!

Elena Lancaster voit sa vie basculer lorsqu’elle commence à travailler pour Mark Darkmoor, un homme puissant, mystérieux et dangereusement séduisant. Entre des fiançailles ratées et des sensations qu’elle ne parvient pas à expliquer, elle se rapproche d’un secret surnaturel capable de changer son destin à jamais.

Glamour was thrown into a world she was not prepared for after playing a game that forced her into signing a contract. And as if marrying a stranger wasn't enough, she finds out he was a vampire. Would she run for her life or would love bloom?

A dark romance, vividly grotesque, morally questionable, fate-defying, vampirically induced tale of happily ever after. With a little bit of dark humor, of course. ****** Tessa was one of the best assassins for hire, she lives for the thrill of the kill. The blood of her victims never tainted her subconscious. Until one day there was a threat to her life. She had three months to live. Tessa was doomed, she had tried everything and she knew she couldn't get out of her impending death. And what did Tessa do when she only had three months to live? She made a bucket list. She had been busy with her lust to kill that she didn't get to live a normal life, after all, she was a psychopath. Within weeks numbers were being crossed off from her list, from having tacos for breakfast, the morning after sex, and somewhere on the list was falling in love. Tessa wrote that as a joke, but deep down she wanted to feel it, she wanted to be able to love someone before she died. Fun fact: Psychopaths are almost incapable of truly loving another. Will Tessa manage to cross everything on her list? ***** The Angel of Death, that was what they called him. Nero Severus Xerxes was a vampire King who was among the oldest. Nero had taken lives, he had taken humans, vampires, and other supernatural beings. Yet none would challenge him. He was a possessive bastard, he was a ruler, a sadistic male who protects what was his. One day Nero was faced with the most beautiful woman with a strange view of death. She even had a bucket list. As a vampire King who had lived a thousand lives her careless attitude intrigued him. Will Nero fall for her?

Never did vampires and werewolves get along. The two clans considered that their clan was the best. However, because of a bond of fate, they will unite. Is this an indication that the two clans will make peace, or will their conflict intensify? This begins with the story of Orlando Arsenio Raymond, an Alpha from the Redwood Pack who has waited a long time for his mate. He is very patient and constantly optimistic, perhaps this is not the greatest time for him to find his mate. On a bright day, Orlan saw a woman who made his heart beat faster and made wide his eyes. He had a wonderful and surprising day. How come? It turned out that the long-awaited mate he had been seeking was a vampire!

In my previous life, on the day my sister and I attended the Witch Covenant's mating ceremony, I saved a fallen vampire prince. To repay my debt, the prince, upon returning to his clan, immediately declared that I would be his future bride. A year later, I gave birth to a pureblood heir—the only successor of the entire vampire lineage. The prince was overjoyed. On the day of his coronation as King, he sealed a blood bond with me, declaring me his eternal companion and queen. From that moment, I was revered by all races. My sister, meanwhile, chose a powerful werewolf Alpha, only to fade into obscurity as one among his many lovers. Her jealousy of me spiraled into madness. During a full-moon ritual held by the witches, she pushed me into an abyss, leaving me to die from the fall. When I opened my eyes again, I saw her running toward the direction of the vampire prince's misfortune on the very day of the mating ceremony. I knew then: she, too, had been reborn. But what she didn't realize was this—becoming the prince's bride was easy. Winning his heart, bearing his child, now that was as impossible as climbing to the heavens.

"Stay out of my way, you human!." Jason's voice was a low, dangerous growl, his crimson eyes locking onto mine with a hunger that sent a shiver down my spine. "Or I'll make you regret stepping into my world!" "Regret?" I whispered, my heart hammering. "Or Crave?" I should have listened. I should have run. But when he pressed me against the cold wall, his fingers tracing down my throat, his breath hot against my skin, I knew I was already lost. As a human student in Blue Vile College, I was a fragile doll in a world of monsters. But when I caught the eye of two powerful vampires, Jason and Adrian, I became a pawn in their deadly game of desire. Torn between their forbidden love, I'm trapped in a web of lust, lies, and secrets. But the truth about my mother's death is hidden in the shadows, waiting to be uncovered. Will I surrender to their eternal hunger, or will I fight to survive? "Two vampires. One desire. My destruction..."

“You want to be cleansed?” his voice was rough, dangerous. “Then let me drag every filthy sin out of you.” His hand slid higher, shoving her dress up to her hips. She whimpered when his fingers pressed against the thin lace hiding her heat already soaked through. “On your knees, begging for forgiveness, and dripping for me,” he muttered darkly. “Do you feel how wet you are? That’s not holy. That’s you wanting to be fucked.” Two fingers pushed past the lace, plunging inside her slick heat. Her moan broke in the stillness, echoing in a place that should have been sacred. Shame burned her cheeks, but her hips rocked helplessly against his hand, clenching around every thrust as if she’d been waiting for this sin all along. These are chances to watch good girls give in, bad girls take control, and men break every rule to have them. Stepbrothers, bosses, best friend’s fathers, priests, professors, dangerous strangers each story pushes the line between resistance and surrender. Dirty, addictive, and impossible to put down, this mature collection will leave you wet, aching, and hungry for more.

The day before my wedding, I went to our cathedral early to get familiar with the place. Instead, I found my fiancé and my stepsister, Isabella fucking on the altar. Our altar. I caught them. He didn't even apologize and just threw me out into the storm. I collapsed in the pouring rain. That’s when he found me. Alistair, the Vampire Prince. He moved like a god through the storm. He pulled me from the mud, and gave me a palace. He told the world I was his soulmate. The one he’d spent centuries searching for. His one and only. For five years, his devotion made me the envy of the supernatural world. I thought I was the one exception in his eternal life. Until I found his secret room. My fingers brushed against an ancient scroll. The script was written in blood. The first line was her name: Isabella. Beneath it, in Alistair's own hand: “Absolute priority. Above all else.” Underneath was a healer's log I’d never seen before. A vampire's healing log. The date was from the night I found out I was pregnant. The night I was attacked by werewolves. They brought me back to the castle, covered in blood. The healers never came for me. I woke up alone. The baby was gone. Our child. His blood, my blood—gone. And my clothes were soaked in what was left of it. I cleaned every trace of it. When he came home, I broke down in his arms. I never told him. I couldn’t bear for him to feel the pain I felt. Now I understood. That same night, Isabella was also being attacked by werewolves. And Alistair’s order to his council was: “Send every healer. Isabella is the priority.” My heart stopped. Despair was a poison in my veins. “If I was never the one... then you can keep your eternity. I want no part of it.”