Poem About Vampire Novels & Stories

I surely overestimated myself. Looking at these men, their red glowing eyes and nonexistent heartbeat. I knew I had come in contact with one of the world’s deadliest creatures. Vampires. Although I’m powerful, I can’t surely beat three adult vamps. They would drain me before I finish one off. One of them with long black hair sniffed the air, lolling his head back and then looking at me as his fangs elongated. “Little girl, where are you off to this late in the night?”

The dim forest wasn’t helping much. "Do I know you?” I asked. " ...I don't k-know...” he slurred and then stumble forward again. Slowly the nerves began creeping in. If humans were frighteningly unpredictable intoxicated, how much more frightening and unpredictable were vampires? He was however gaining distance on me and I realised that I needed to make the first move. I lunged for him, catching him off guard, but he was extremely fast, and I tripped and fell. He jumped on top of me, inspecting my face.

The Ember Ghost opened his mouth and showed his sharp teeth before lowering her mouth to the exposed woman’s neck. The crowd watched in silence as the Ember Ghost appeared to suck the woman’s blood. The woman’s arms flailed weakly but her face looked serene, if not enjoying the experience. Then, the woman’s expression slowly changed into pain and she grimaced. She placed her arms around the Ember Ghost’s head weakly before dropping them weakly to her side. Then, the woman’s limp body slid out of view leaving the Ember Ghost standing. He wiped the remaining red stains from his mouth with a swipe of his arm before disappearing within the smoke that blew from across the float.

"Please, tell me why you can't trust me in this." "Vampires can use their powers to lure their victims to them." He clenches his fists. "They can use persuasion and compulsion to make you do what they wish until it's too late. They are like a beautiful spider in a web. Lovely to look at but get too close and you're tangled in their web for them to devour you." I don't say anything, just wait for him to continue as it feels like this is more personal for him than I first thought.

He was hoisting me, breaking every part of me until I was a mess below him. This shouldn't be happening yet I loved it. Every thrust was a breaking point. Every sigh that came from him was a turning point. Every contact was breaking me badly. “Yes, Khan, I love it. I love it so much.” I cried shamelessly. **** A patient was rushed into the ward, she had blood around her neck and there was no need to be informed that it was the bite of a vampire. Here in Manyon City, Vampires crawl. The sight reminded me that I had a child with a one-night crawler and there was a tendency for my child to be a vampire as well.

It’s as though her very pulse is tethered to someone long gone. I press harder on the throttle, urging my bike to speed up, as if the rush of wind against my skin could numb the ache festering within. But it’s futile. This strange, suffocating feeling clings to me. I shouldn’t feel this way—I'm a vampire, a creature of the night, devoid of human emotion. Pain is beneath me. Yet, as her arms tighten around my waist, pulling me closer, the torment only deepens. Damn it. How did I come to despise my own face, merely because it resembles someone Ruby once loved?

Then, a powerful voice rang out across the battlefield: “Guys—don’t be shy. Grab yourselves a snack.” Harpies shrieked in horror as hundreds of vampires appeared from nowhere on the batterfiled. Unlike wolves, they could fly—fast, merciless, and hungry. Vampires pounced on harpies, piercing their skin with fangs to drink them dry. Piercing screams of harpies filled the air, and they rushed to leave the fight, trying to escape the death.

The red in the glass made me wanted to puke as I scrunched my nose and the words which I have been keeping in my mind finally escaped my lips. "How good it would have been if I wasn't born a vampire..."

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

"Yes! Kill her, my bloodthirsty little servant!" "Give her to me!" She could only turn to stare up at Nicholas again, her vision blurring and distorting as her head continued to swim. Battling between reality and unconsciousness. The vampire simply stared her down. Gazing at her drained and almost lifeless expression. Hearing those sluggish and slowing heartbeats. Her wheezing breaths. There was so much blood pooling somewhere close by. He could feel the potent scent of it. Its mouthwatering aroma. He wanted to slurp it. Lick every last single drop of it. It smelled so incredibly delicious. Unlike anything he'd ever smelt before.