Poem Vampire Novels & Stories

Taking her free hand, I watch Fulton take Sydney off to the other side, where the fire will be to lay their burning sticks down. “Wanna explain?” Merrick asks as we lean down with our fire. “Dude, apparently a vampire thing just happened to me. It only happens to vampires. What are the chances that Mom or Dad or even both aren’t actually my parents?” I blurt out. I trust Merrick with my life; I know for a fact he will help me no matter what life throws our way.

The moment she entered the canteen, she heard someone say, "Finally!" She turned to a stone, realizing the owner of the voice and repeatedly said herself, "Don't think! Don't think!" "Don't be frightened! You have sensitive ears like Olivia. So, you can hear my voice. That's it." Knowing that all the conclusions about him being my partner were wrong, she continued her poem, "Don't think," and walked towards her friend standing near the counter, who was already staring at her. Even though Vampires could control their hearing and thoughts, Beau continued hearing Nabi's hum.

The moonlight shone bright overhead, I stood in the middle of a field; then a bright red light began to shine over me, I felt a sharp pain in my heart before collapsing to the ground. At the same moment, I saw wolves appear from the woods, Jackson, in his human form, leading them, then I saw the red eyes of the vampires appear from the other side of the woods, with the King leading them. I watched them, they were silent, and then both of them raised their fists in the air before yelling, “Charge!” At that moment, they began running; Jackson shifted as he ran. I screamed but nothing happened, the pain in me grew worse as I clutched the ground for support. My body was on fire as I turned onto

They were not expecting the news, and what’s worst was it was an unexpected predicament, something they never heard for too many years, something that they never wanted to know at all, something that they never wished to encounter. “Sorry to ask you this, archangel, but how certain are you that it is true? That a vampire is wandering around the human world when we all knew that no vampire existed already in the past thousand years,’’ Abu asked respectfully, as he opened his wings and sauntered toward Kram, bowed his head and knelt one knee before him and after few moments he lifted his eyes to Kram, serious and somewhat scary.

Vampires? Oh moon goddess, where am I?

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

She shrugged, a little awkwardly. I smiled back, wanting to put her at ease. “Thank you, Sie. I really appreciate it.” We flicked through some new books and papers while we waited for the pizza to arrive. They were all much the same – long, winding documentation of vampire sightings from the Victorian era, many of which were clearly allegories for something else, like impudent women or the fear of industrialisation.

The vampire screamed in pain and punched Cassandra repeatedly, but she wouldn't let go and bit him hard. "I submit! I fucking submit!" the vampire yelled. Satisfied with the outcome, Cassandra stayed away from him. She sat while panting. She's sure that the punches she got will be bruised later. Cassandra looked at her mate and saw him looking at her too. His both hands were balled into a fist. She tried to stand up, but she was starting to get dizzy. "Please, not now! Hold on a little longer," Cassandra said. "I'll hold on. We will win Cassy," her wolf answered.

There is just no hiding from it. "Well, let me hear it." "I am afraid," Victor starts telling his tale. "The thing is that Vampires are dying; we have found six in the past two days." "Please explain dying. Is this the work of the Vampire Hunter?" "I wish I could have said it, but they are being poisoned." "What do you mean by poisoned?" Victor goes silent for a short while, is the reason so grand that it is difficult to mention. I do not know how a Vampire can be poisoned; the only thing that enters our bodies is the blood of a human and a very select few that prey on animals.

A whimper escaped me, and I brought his arms around me to hold him closer. I wanted to know he could hold me closer. I clenched my eyes shut as I laid kisses onto his bleeding eyes and gripped his head close to me. I held him to my chest and heard as his chest heaved up and down. I found myself wondering for a short moment if vampires were able to have panic attacks. "They were cruel to do that," I told Sol assuredly. Above all else, this was one thing I knew with my entire being. No one should have to experience their loved one dying such a gruesome death.