Original Vampire Stories Novels & Stories

VOLUME 1 CHAPTER ONE (NEW MOON) ARC ONE: Landow Pack: The Landow’s Home and Graveyard Chapter One: The Birth of the Savior and the Threat ... Long ago, in a world ruled by vampires, the creatures of the night held dominion with their immortality and deadly prowess. Humans were mere prey, easily slaughtered without resistance. Terrified, they sought refuge in the forest and underground, desperate to avoid attracting the vampires' attention.

But was he strong enough to dent two motorcycles with only his hands? I felt like this research was starting to drive me crazy. I could hardly wrap my mind around all the stories I’ve been reading. Most of the pictures were similar to one another with the same wounds on their necks and pale white as the clouds. It was like whoever had done this had drained these people of every last drop of blood. Opening a new document, I began writing a new short story. A story about a charming vampire seducing a young girl. In the end, the girl becomes a vampire and began “hunting” in the city with the male protagonist.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

It would have to be a huge coincidence. Many of the vampire legends seemed to have a common theme: a vampire was created when someone died in a disturbing way, for example by murder, suicide, or disease—or when someone died a sudden, unexpected death. This was especially the case if the person was a low soul, such as a murderer or thief. Many of the stories had the vampire buried by the local villagers, only to have them visit the grave the next day and see it disrupted, the soil freshly overturned, the body still intact, not decomposing. In some stories, the corpse rose from the grave and attacked people; in others it stayed put, but the spirit of the deceased visited family and friends at

“Talk.” “Hm,” he grunted. He didn’t know where to start. Back in the days when he was transformed, they believed in magic, vampires, ghouls, ghosts and other supernatural beasts, so it was easier for him to believe and accept it. Rowan didn’t explain a whole lot to him; he had to figure it all out as they went along. “I don’t know how,” he said finally. “Well, try.” Declan sighed, his mind a cluttered mess of thoughts. “The process…it’s magical. No one knows who made the first vampire, or who he is, but we know it was a curse cast upon a human who pissed off a powerful witch.”

Sarah concluded, about to ask Jacob to continue his story, when Jeremy asked her immediately the difference then, between vampires and ancients. The group looked on, wondering how Sarah would answer this, if she knew so much about their kind. Sarah took a moment to collect her thoughts, before she started speaking again. "History features two distinct supernatural races, apart from the rest: Vampires and Ancients. While both share certain similarities, they also have several key differences that set them apart. Firstly, Origin and Nature; Vampires are traditionally depicted as undead creatures that drink blood to sustain themselves. They are often portrayed as cursed or damned, with a predat

At the same time when mankind weakened because of the constant intermittent fighting, Vampire suddenly appeared, initially just a few missing people but then a lot. It all started one night when a village with all the people there had disappeared completely, no one was left alive, and the whole village was stained with red blood, all like a battlefield. People were scared but didn't care enough to think that that bad village had been killed by hungry animals coming down from the mountains. Things will probably be forgotten until the second, third, and fourth villages, no matter how many villages have been murdered, people start to fear the nightfall and do not dare to leave the house.

I shrugged my shoulders slowly. I looked at Arabella who looked thoughtful. "Have you ever heard a story about vampires?" His words made me frown in confusion. Why did he suddenly say that? I shook my head. "No, why?" "The story is the same as what you told me earlier. A shape-shifting vampire would be very scary. His eyes were fiery red, his hair grew long, fangs appeared in his mouth, and also… a pair of black wings on his back." Arabella told the story very clearly.

Danté asked. "Not sure, nothing much is elaborated about it, so far its only talks and tales, it's originating from Cherokee folklore and a name here of an ancient Shaman named Blair" "Blair?" "Cherokee Indian" Liam said looking at him. Danté sat back thinking, they all knew of Vlad Dracul, the supposed first vampire, but it was never spoken of any first wolf, or great wolf, maybe only a werewolf will know the full story. "What if we ask a werewolf?" Danté asked "An old one?"