Real Vampire Stories Novels & Stories

I snatched a toast from Cassie's plate before dashing out the house. "Bye" I said and rushed out the house. I lived amongst werewolves, which mean I stayed for from the human world. Obviously the human's had no idea we existed. They all think we are a myth or something. There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us.

When Red asked why our identification laces differed from the other students, I told him that we were scholars. Actually, aside from Red and me, I no longer see any other mortals. During the first week of the school year, I saw some mortal students here, but after a few weeks, I observed that they had already started to vanish. Vampires are incredibly skilled at killing their victims, and no one will be able to determine the cause of death. "I'll just get some ice cream," red said, and I agreed. We both make our way to the canteen's freezer, and he takes a step back when he opens it.

She shakes her head. “He’s a liar, a criminal and a drunk. He’s got blood on his hands and we still have missing people piling up. Godfrey is convinced there are vampires taking them and turning them, that’s a serious problem,” she explains. My mind flashes back to my early days. The constant thirst, the ever present burn in my throat. Dante stirs, remembering how bad it was indeed. We were completely out of control and Goddess, what if there were 100 like me? They could wipe out whole towns in a night.

“Clara claims she was chased by vampires. Red-eyed ones.” Viktor’s jaw tightened just slightly. “And you believe her?” “I believe she’s terrified,” I said evenly. “And I believe she saw something. But if you’re here, I’m guessing you’ve heard whispers yourself.” A muscle in his cheek ticked before he gave a slow nod. “There are…rumors. Stray reports from the northern covens. Vampires with crimson eyes, faster than the wind, leaving no scent. But they are not mine. None of my people have crossed your borders without permission.”

Death awaits you, your darkest pleasures hitchhiked on the highway. On a rainy night at the police station between highways, reservations, between the mountains, following a highway, amidst the crimes of the dawn, among the nights of stars, among the crimes, the policemen death asked for a ride; Being that it's a collection of vampire/werewolf stories, investigation. Several horror tales, among several characters that pass through the city of Lovecraft County. So, follow the supernatural world, between changes, attacks of beasts and supernatural worlds, lives of terror and nightmares.

“When the war broke out and the bomb was released, it wasn’t only humans and animals who were affected. All living creatures were in some way touched by the radiation. For centuries vampires and zombies exist in folklore. These tales come from a spark of truth. They really exist, but not quite in the dramatic way the stories portray. Remember, folklore is the storyteller seeking ways to entertain an audience. “A true vampire survives mainly on blood. Even so, they’re able to eat the food of humans if they so choose. Most drink only what they need, but rarely enough to kill the donor. It’s unfortunate that, as with humans, there is cruelty and evilness amongst vampires. Some drink from hum

It seemed like he didn't drink as much as the previous nights. "What do his eyes look like?" she asked. "They were red. Almost black. They were hollow." He shivered at the memory before turning to her. "It is no surprise. He has no soul." He said. "Is he the one killing the women?" "Yes. He is a monster. A demon. He feeds on these women. That is why I have to kill him or he will grow stronger with every soul he takes." Angelica frowned. All this sounded so unreal, yet she knew there was something behind what her father said. He couldn't just be making up everything. Maybe exaggerating, but something was going on in their town.

Ace went on to explain that danger lurked in every corner of that horrid city. Vampires of all ages scavenged in the night looking for prey to sink their itchy fangs on, while drinking a delectable taste of blood, bringing ecstasy and ease to their lifeless veins. I once heard my colleagues saying that vampires had no hearts or the red kind of blood in their bodies. That's why they have cravings and tend to kill without mercy when they face someone who isn't their own. Most especially us werewolves who tend to compete with them in status. They are proud creatures who can't tolerate the existence of others.

What's their aim? Suddenly, she felt there was more to this and didn't think it was just an ordinary attack. Ralph watched her silently, with his lips pursing and pondered on what Violet was thinking. Does she really knows the strange creatures? " They are called the vampires, and you are right, they are blood sucking creatures. Although they are strong and fast, but they are not immune to the light. The sunlight is their biggest weakness. They were also the ones that destroyed our pack," she informed Ralph in a calm tone, but her last statement was a lie.

Wolf discloses. My eyes turn wide with each passing moment. “ I knew that witches were real and Oracles and Elves because I have seen them. And now there are vampires as well. Are you kidding me?! ” I hiss at him, my heart pounding in my chest. Wolf nods grimly with a small awkward smile stretching across his lips. I hit my forehead with the palm of my right hand. “ According to my mother’s stories…Vampires…Eeeee…Drink human blood and even store it for….Eeee…future use. ” I grimace.