Red Headed Vampire In Twilight Novels & Stories

Their children, Anna Cheyenne and Jacob, had grown into their own, embodying the power and grace of their lineage. Anna Cheyenne, with her striking red hair and piercing green eyes, had always been the more adventurous of the two. She roamed the kingdom with a fierce determination, her laughter echoing through the ancient halls. Her heart, however, was tethered to a vampire named Elias, a noble with a mysterious past. Together, they explored the depths of their heritage, uncovering secrets long buried in the annals of vampire history. Their bond was a testament to the strength of their kind—passionate, intense, and unyielding.

"No, I wasn't delirious with pain! His venom is different. It's not like the vampire venom we trained with. When he bit me, I only felt slight pain around the veins on my neck before I became paralyzed and couldn't move any part of my body. Then I lost my ability to speak, followed by my sense of hearing... With what I saw of his face, I'm sure he is a pure-blooded Alpha, Thor. I saw his eyes, they were deep red just like yours." "Well, vampires also have deep red eyes. Depends on which creature's neck they've been sinking their fangs into for blood." "Yes, I know. But vampire's irises don't turn dark when they're angry or about to feed. They glint with silver. Believe me, I know what I'm ta

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

Her father assisted her out of bed and lead her himself to the dining room for breakfast. The dining room table was filled with just as much food as last time. This time the dining table was shorter, and a glass filled with something red was placed at one of the seats, the head of the table. At that seat stood Eldrid. He gestured Vastria to take that seat. Vastria obliged the gesture and took the seat staring at the cup she assumed was blood. She knew she had to drink it because she is now part vampire. It was confusing since a turned vampire is usually undead, but she is living. A living vampire. Her heart sped up at the thought and she pressed her hand to her chest feeling her own heartbea

“Tell me, Sorah. Was it the red-haired I told you about? Where did you see them?” I zone out for a moment, numbly staring at the scowl on Devon’s face. For sure I can see his stench disdain towards Vampires in general, and towards Andreas in particular. It’s a passion, an obsessive hatred he harbors towards that lone Vampire that sets his orbs alight with black fire. “R-red long hair…crimson glowing eyes…” The words air out my stiff lips and Devon’s eyes go wide with shock before he switches into a cold chuckle. He leaves my shoulders and shares a knowing smirk with Yasha before quickly speaking to someone behind him I didn’t notice until now.

"You seem to be knowledgeable about things. For a normal human to calmly confront a vampire like this, you must be someone who has a collection of journals in her room to secretly learn about non-human creatures. And you must have already encountered one in the past that triggered your crazy obsession." Her forehead creased. "How did you know that?" "It was a guess." She was surprised. He wasn't only sharp but he could see through people without a sweat. "So it's really true? That you are a vampire?" Without him answering her verbally, he looked at him and his eyes that were sea-green turned to bright red. "A pureblooded vampire," she blurted. She had read that the pureblooded vampires had t

What the hell had gone wrong? Her eyes met his own as she stood, and she gasped in shock. The black iris remained unchanged, but his hazel eye was glowing deep scarlet—a sign that a vampire was close to going rogue from lack of food. The man before her was fighting to keep his beast leashed; he needed to indulge, and he needed to do so immediately. She didn't even consider her actions, as she stepped towards the large male and bared the left side of her neck.

I had faith in my mate's capabilities, she was a feisty little wolf. I hastened towards the North borders, before I could reach the borders, the bracelet on my wrist pulling me to my mate's pendant. My eyes took in both Cassandra and my mate, Ava from afar. Something was different about Ava, her eyes glowed bright red as if she was hungry for blood. She had red veins criss-crossing all over her neck. She was a vampire. She was a vampire-wolf hybrid, the first of her kind I have come across. Ava had Cassandra's bloody and almost lifeless body against the tree, her sharp claws were digging into Cassandra’s chest. Her lips were stained with blood, possibly Cassandra's blood from feeding on her.

He should know better, "You of all the males should know the difference between the human and the vampire.." I let a small smile turn my lips slightly. "I am sorry Cara, sometimes with you and your siblings, it is hard to tell the difference between the three. I would have thought...." "You thought that maybe I was Ruth, but didn't want to insult me... There is a distinctive difference between the two of us and that would be our eye colour. Ruth has gold eyes whereas mine are red. Scarlett has her reasons for giving me control. I am just that little more stronger than Ruth, so really Scarlett is more vampire than wolf but Ruth is more special."

Before Izzie knew it she was flung around, coming face to face with a strange male vamp. His deep red eyes raked hungrily over her, drinking her in as he held her still. He was only a little taller than her, though that didn’t give her any sort of advantage.