Romantic Vampire Novels Novels & Stories

I got out of the bed and began to dress. She looked me over, “Feel free to stop in, if I’m around, sure. I have a feeling I will have some sexual needs not being met like they should be.” “Maybe next time, I’ll take my time with you.” “Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” she smiled wickedly at me. Fuck that hunter was an idiot for not taking her, especially when she was more interested in the fuck instead of the kissing. It made me wonder what Evelyn offered, if that hunter was more interested in her than this beautiful, slim woman. Even that fucking vampire enjoyed her more than the girls I had offered him. I will have her soon, then I will know what all the fuss is about.

I had been careless. For the first time in centuries, I had been careless. Rose’s POV It was him. Damien. His hand was on my arm. His mouth— Blood. Fresh. Red. My mind cracked. “You…” My voice shook. “You’re—” He didn’t answer. Another wind rushed past me. The woman. She stood behind him now. Her eyes locked onto mine. My knees gave out. The world tilted. My heart pounded so hard it hurt. Vampire. He was a vampire.

But I saw it. She turned, finally looked at me. Eyes dark. Careful. “I don’t know what you mean.” “Oh come on.” I pushed off the bed, walked over, grabbed a cookie even though I wasn’t hungry. “Christopher. The quiet one with the hood and the murder stare. He’s a vampire, right? Don’t lie. I already know.” Nicole’s jaw went tight. “You shouldn’t talk about things you don’t understand.” “So that’s a yes.” I took a bite of the cookie. Chocolate chip. Good, actually. “He saved me once. From drowning. Left me a note. Then another one. And now he’s acting like I’m the one who bit him. What’s his deal?”

“I overheard Mother speaking to the High Priest of the Circle of the Crescent Moon. These killings—” “There’s been more than one?” “Two women have been found with their throats ripped out and then their bodies burned. Both murders have happened under the cover of dark.” “Killed at night and throats ripped out?” My chest tightens. “Sounds like a vampire.” Evander shakes his head. “If the bodies hadn’t been burned, we would have assumed so. But vampires don’t typically burn their victims.” “Right. That’s more the style of a witch hunter.”

" He tries to pull the book out of my hands, but I cling to it like a lifebuoy. I'm not really used to the charming and malicious Lucian yet. I think I preferred the old one! At least I could tell him to get lost without feeling guilty. The new one is more endearing and makes my body shudder. And it's is a very bad idea to give him room to. He leans against the foot of my bed, a mutinous smile on his lips. "If ever you feel like really having fun, we can do some practical work..." "You should go take a cold shower.... It's strange, I thought vampires were cold-blooded!" "We're also meant to be creatures made to seduce you, young innocent girls like yourself, attracting you into our lair..."

The majority of the movies are romances, and most of them are centered around vampires and human forbidden love. "Haha, I think they are done with the werewolf romance." I replied. "I had watched one of the human fantasy stories, and they romanticized almost everything. Is their brain still okay?" I simply laughed at what Winston said. I can't agree with Winston because I have the same overly exaggerated fantasies about Lycans too. He will never know how many times I watched werewolf romance movies because I imagined myself as the female lead and Winston as the male lead. I always loved how humans depicted the forbidden love of two rival races. I love human creativity and how they romanticiz

Here he was, the High Lord of the Vampire race and yet he had entangled himself in a messy situation with a human. Lumiére shook his head in frustration as he pulled the book off the shelf. He knew that he should stay away from Raven, that it was too risky to continue seeing her. But he couldn't deny the pull that he felt towards her. It was like a magnetic force that he couldn't resist. With a deep sigh, Lumiére opened the book and began to read. Maybe there was some wisdom in the pages that could help him navigate the complicated situation he found himself in.

Romaine cannot contend with their gruesome way of utilizing magic, aside from the fact that heathens are the archenemy of vampires and werewolves due to the fact that heathens want to administer the Blood Rose and the MoonFlower from the hold of vampires and werewolves. “With the help of Nyra Ravenwood, the reigning supreme of the English coven at that time, I tasted the gifts of the beguiling Blood Rose,” Romaine spoke earlier as they were fishing by Lough Erin. Nyra Ravenwood. The same vampire that helped Rosette Richards became immortal. Rozelyn was debating now on what else her stepmom was hiding from her. She’s very much sure that Romaine has more secrets to unravel to her—that is if sh

The people at the inn will notice that something is wrong. I understood what it meant when I saw Ryson drinking blood from that maid. Feeding on humans. On weak people. I had read too many books, watched too many movies, heard too many stories about myths and legends, liked fiction very much. Where humans and vampires didn't get along. Most stories ended in romance, hate, war and death. I wondered how my story will be like seeing that my life is now twisted with these creatures. Vampires. Just saying the name creeps me out. Chills running up and down my spine like waves on the sea.

I was driving to university, taking the longer route to clear my head. My life had been an absolute shit storm the last few days. I had no idea what was going on in the world around me. Ryan, the guy I actually really liked, turned out to be a vampire. A vampire. Then I found out that he was actually the ex-boyfriend of one of my best friends and he tried to kill us.