Owl Vampire Novels & Stories

Cut to the chase and tell me what the fuck is going on! I slammed my hands on the desk, and the room fell silent. Olivia had jumped in fright, and the scientists were all looking at me in horror. "I have had enough of the long talk. I want direct answers now. What is wrong with my wife?" The leader cleared his throat and looked at me fearfully. His voice was softer and less audible but still had that tone of admiration and wonder. "We don't want to jump to conclusions, Alpha, but we have reason to believe that the Luna, Olivia, is a rare species of werewolves that are called "The Descendants of Selene."

Sarcana stood up, “Olivia is right, you are the last of the Lunari clan.” I shook my head, “unbelievable, you kept this from me?” “What does that mean?” Ivan asked. “What is this Lunari clan and why have I never heard of it before?” “It’s because you are Lycans… a special breed of wolves, that is why you are not privy to some of these things,” my mom began, “there are other supernatural entities as you have seen, this Phillip is a vampire, and not just any vampire, he is the Vampire king.”

Every time I saw her beautiful and adorable face, it just made me feel how lucky I was. I grabbed her hips and with an easy swing, I was on top of her. I pinned her on bed and leaned in, to bite her again and drink her blood. Usually, us vampires never liked a wolf around us. But Ocean was different. The taste of her blood was sweet and it smelled like a fresh vanilla cake. My fangs grew bigger and she held her breath. She knew it would be pleasurable for her as well.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

My head was on the verge of crashing with all those mysteries that my Dad has left. I, Debra Hemlock, the daughter of the Drake Hemlock(Alpha) and Druisilla Hemlock(Luna) detest the entire rules and order of my father’s Pack. I know I m one of their kind. Ya their kind which they proudly represent as werewolves whereas I m ashamed by my own kind and somehow they are ashamed by me. My grandma was a kind-hearted woman, and she would be with me if only my father hadn’t declared war against the vampires from Goldenwood.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

Melia burst out laughing. "You're sweet, really," she said, still laughing. "I can see why I didn't bite your collarbone." "You're, oh my God," he shouted out of nowhere, standing up and backing away. Melia stood up straight again and faced him. "What am I?" "You are... unbelievable!" he exclaimed, and it seemed that everything he had been feeling just a few minutes ago faded away to a feeling of awe. "Biting, 38-degree food, hell, aura," he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

And while they could survive on animal blood, the first feeding had to be human. “I know,” he said. “Well, let’s hunt, then,” Dara said, smiling. “Perhaps there will be some for us as well.” Perched on a branch high above, a brown and white owl watched the vampires slip away into the night. It waited a few minutes until its keen eyes and ears told it the vampires had moved far away. Satisfied that it was safe, the owl fluttered silently to the ground. A soft silver glow began to surround the bird, beginning at its feet and working its way up to the head.

Olivia hisses at Selvia and my eyes go saucer wide. Shit! I forgot to mention that Olivia is a hybrid right? Her father is a vampire - the strongest out there and her mother is a werewolf. I never thought she will try to compel me. Shit! I fucked up. “ You couldn't compel her? ” There is surprise clear in Selvia's voice as she asks Olivia. I can imagine their expressions right now and this is making me dizzy. “ Maybe she just has a strong grip on her mind. You know it's also possible. ” Selvia suggests in a low tone.

Her body is more lean and thin, but I wouldn’t underestimate her. Not only was the dinner situation unexpected, but my wolf paced restlessly in my mind. Alora, my beautiful reddish-brown furred wolf, mumbled under her breath constantly. She mentioned mates but then acted confused and said they weren’t mates. I definitely felt a pull to both of the strangers, but it was weak. I agree with Alora’s confusion. The guy was a vampire and the woman smelled like a human yet not, code for witch in my senses. There is no way I could been mated to either one of them, never mind both!