Romantic Vampire Novels & Stories

I tightened my grip on Celeste's hand, silently promising her that we would face whatever consequences awaited us together. "You dare defy the sacred laws that govern our kind?" his voice thundered, reverberating through the chamber. "This love between vampire and human is an abomination that cannot be tolerated." Celeste's voice quivered, a delicate balance of defiance and pleading. "Our love is real, forged through shared experiences and a connection that transcends our differences. It may defy your laws, but it is pure and true." The vampire elder's eyes narrowed, his face contorted with rage. "Pure and true? Love is but a weakness, a vulnerability that can be exploited. Your actions thre

Thinking about it made her even madder. “I see! That vampire, huh… well, what have you decided? Marry him or not?” Alisson sighed, “I heard that the vampire prince is cruel. He is a ruthless killer who bears an ugly face.” Akira, who had just raised her brows, was confused about what Alisson meant to say. Ruthless? Yes. But ugly? From her taste, he would pass. But of course, she would never say that. Her pride wouldn't let her. Akira detests vampires.

Not to mention for them to share the exact same dream. Oh yeah... he is a vampire, is he not? The undead. Paranormal creature. Drinks blood. Has magic. No doubt if he wants to become an intruder in her dreams, what is there to stop him? She wouldn't even if she could. Shocking isn't it? Rosa bits her bottom lip and her head slowly fills with Armand's face. She couldn't help feeling the way she feels.

She gasped, “what do you mean mate? What is that?” “I am a vampire sweetheart, and you are a vampire and witch hybrid. A mate is a soulmate. That means that we are meant to be together” She gasped even louder this time and backed away from me. “No! You’re lying, I don’t drink blood or boil stuff in cauldrons!”

So she needs to think of another way how she can get rid of that woman. Roda was about to follow her cousin and Tom when the casket's cover suddenly opened. Her eyes widen when she saw a vampire rising from inside the casket. Who would think that what her cousin leaned on earlier was a casket and worst a vampire is lying inside? Although the vampire is very good-looking because being handsome or beautiful is one of their characteristics he is still a vampire who mercilessly kills and drinks human blood to fulfill their thirst. Roda's body began trembling in fear. She wants to run but it seems her feet was glued to the floor. All she could do is to stare at the vampire who slowly opened his e

Seeing my hesitant reassurance, Jasper turned his face towards the guy sitting before us. "To begin with, it is not a beast it is a wolf-" "A werewolf, " The guy interrupted him. "Yeah, a werewolf. I didn't bring her here so that you can swindle her or something-". Jasper voiced out nervously. "It is a piece of art, love, " He warned Jasper in a playful voice. "Whatever suits your plate, Mr Carson." Jasper shrugged his shoulders. "Oh my! Why is that you calling me formally is such a turn on to me? " I watched the taort guy move his hands towards his pants earning a chuckle from my brother.

"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.

His name still played at the edge of my mind, his voice laced with the same dangerous devotion I saw in Asher’s eyes when he looked at Dante. A vampire. Yes, it was a freaking forbidden romance. My story had not ended with whispers of awe or admiration, it had ended in the taste of blood, the shock of loss, and a silence so final it still rang in me years later. I drew a shaky breath, turning slightly so no one would notice the way my hands gripped themselves. “Careful what you admire,” I murmured more to myself than to the wolf. “Sometimes love ztrong enough to defy the world is strong enough to destroy it.”

There was only one human who had rose blood and his name was Ringo. It was only a glance or two at most but there was something the vampire couldn't understand. Why would such a young and cute human boy be able to have rose blood? Usually, rose blood was found more commonly in women than men and during times of war when despair is sky-high. The carriers of this special blood must be suicidal at some point in life and have attempted to sell their soul to the devil but failed. They must also be a virgin and have a romantic heart that believed in fated love. Lastly, these blood humans must have committed murder. Ringo looked like he didn't fit the first or last criteria although Michael was hap

- Octavian, I went to a hotel, yes, to study and sleep, because I knew that one of you would bother me at home. Octavian's eyes changed. He grabs Romeo by the neck and presses him against the door. - Who's the mutt, Romeo? Romeo had been taken by surprise and was subdued by his friend. Octavian was very strong, but Romeo was of royal blood, and that made him one of the 3 strongest vampires in the world. Furious, he pushes Octavian, and he flies against the opposite wall, destroying some urinals in the impact. With eyes red with hatred, he orders Octavian: