Rosario Vampire Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“While I was gone, I met the most amazing vampires, Dana, who was like an older sister to me, Derick, who became my secret lover, and Edmund and Hillary. I stayed with these people for a year, and they treated me like nothing but family, and because of Andrew, I pushed them away. I said hurtful things to them whenever they tried to convince me to stay with them. I thought that I would come back home to live with you and marry Andrew afterward, but now I see that your passing and Andrew’s betrayal is only a sign for me to continue to live in this new world I stumbled upon. Apart from the vampires I lived with, I also went on a lot of adventures and met other creatures from the supernatural wo

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

She gasps in a whisper, and he presses a finger to her lips, shutting her up. His smile a radiant ray of sunlight in the gloom of the forest, stepped forward, his other hand reaching out to touch Amelia's cheek. Emryn was her mate, and even if it is forbidden for her, a vampire to marry a necromancer, she doesn't want to give up on her love for him. Emryn, his eyes darkening with passion, leaned forward, his lips grazing against Amelia's cheek in a gentle, possessive caress.

“Ambassador Blackstone, I can fight as well as most in this room. Perhaps better, depending on the person we use for comparison. Then there’s experience with fighting and wars. I am sure you can appreciate the hard work and study I have put into my understanding and skills. Now why would something scare me silly like that? I’m afraid I don’t see the logic. If I can fight for my life and gut someone without flinching, why would anything you have to divulge to me have me in a fit of vapours?” “To be honest, Ambassador Gervais. I see you more as a child than I am fond of and concerned about. It is difficult to see you drenched in your enemy’s blood.” “I’m a vampire. It’s a hazard of our existen

He picked grapes and then picked plums for her to eat to soften the spicy taste of the chili, but the more he comforted her, the more she cried and kept shaking her head, making him not know what to do anymore. - Samson, please invite me into your castle. - Maris raised her neck and called out. - Please come in. Samson hurriedly responded to Maris' request and in less than half a second, the female vampire appeared beside the two of them. Maris gasped when she saw the fruit scattered on the grass and Lucasta's red, swollen mouth. She immediately turned to Samson and widened her eyes. - Oh my god, what have you done to Lucasta?

"I'm going to the study." Her tears fell again. "Are you tired of me now?" I stopped. I wanted to deny it. But the words wouldn't come out right away. The color drained completely from Clara's face. I offered no further explanation. That night, I drank a great deal in the study. Vampire wine was strong. And still I felt it wasn't enough. The wound on my arm had stopped hurting. What truly hurt was my chest. I didn't understand why I was like this.

YARA’S POV Roses are red, violets are blue, I have to kill Valentina Sanchéz before she gets stuck on my man’s head like glue. I can’t seem to forget the image from last night, I cannot seem to forget that little bitch on my Raphael, my man, nobody does that! I never let that happen to me not after the first time it did.

I'm going to die. "Rosario, I just offered myself to you." He exposed his neck then. "Go ahead." I blushed and felt myself being drawn to it. I closed the space between us in a few seconds, my fangs exposing instinctively before I bit down into him. He pulled me closer to his body, being somehow dominate as he made sure to feed me. I felt my stone pulse as I got a taste and I moaned a little, wrapping my arms around him longingly as I drank from him. It felt so good... so right to be drinking from him. I closed my eyes happily and purred, about to pull my fangs out of him but accidentally released my venom into him before I could. I felt him melting against me and letting out a small moan. O

he added, the sweetest smile on his face. But Cyrille was taken aback when the man’s fangs protruded from his mouth, as if in a vampire film, and she became even more terrified. “Now, let me taste you once more, my love...” Cyrille awoke sweating profusely, trying to catch her breath. She can’t believe what she’s been dreaming about. She enjoys everything about vampires, but that was the only time she was scared. “Wait, what was that? Why did I have such a random dream?” She kept asking herself, unable to believe what had happened to her. She felt as if she were in a bureaucratic nightmare that she would never be able to escape, no matter how way too obsessed she is with vampires.

Then I left. I went to my bedroom to see if Rose was still fast asleep. No, not my room. It was our room. I loved the sound of that. She looked so peaceful in her sleep as if she had no cares in the world. I got into bed and watched her sleep. Unlike the rumors, Vampires needed sleep, but not as much as humans did. I thought about everything that happened to her and felt bad. I hated that she had gone through so much pain. I hated how her father treated her. Worst of all. I hated that I also hurt her. All I knew was that I was going to make sure she never got hurt by anyone again.