Rosario Vampire Novels & Stories

Vadim asked, placing his hands over the fire while the three vampires that tied Vincenzo stood beside the wooden beams. “I would die trying to deliver your head to Darius.” Vincenzo snarled, his voice filled with rage. Vadim snickered. Next to the fire was a wooden table with different weapons; axes, blades, daggers, and stakes. Vadim scoffed before he reached for an ax. He stepped toward him and struck the ax on Vincenzo's chest, breaking his ribs. He screamed and his voice echoed through the empty room while Vadim pulled the ax down to his stomach.

I pulled two punches towards her face, knocking three of her teeth out and the next time I moved my legs a sharp pain resonated and I crashed to the floor. "What the hell-" I turned to find a white wolf, teeth deep into my legs. I recognized those eyes. Who wouldn't? They belonged to my boyfriend. The white night of Grimsborrow. Theodore Roosely. Seeing Theo here I knew in my heart he wasn't under any spell and he wasn't here to save me. My mother took this opportunity to strike me hard across the face. Everything went dark. When I came too, it felt like a ton of bricks had hit me.

"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

Marcos Pov Marcos was still fuming with anger from the events two days ago. For once in the last fifty years he decided to hunt instead of using feeders. He had it all planned out. Perfect isolated spot, beautiful girl, it should have been easy as breathing. That was until that stupid girl interrupted. If it’s one thing vampires hate its being interrupted during a feeding. To add insult to injury when he went to drain her life she bit him! The audacity! The rage inside him began to boil up again and he slammed his fist against the oak wood desk effectively splitting it in half. Great now the desk needs to be replaced.

“I’m getting to that part. Do you know what you are?” “A vampire.” Rowan smirked. “Not just a vampire. Aster, you are so very special." "No, I'm not." "Yes, you are. Your kind is so rare, nearly extinct in fact. You are an elemental. You can command nature, call forth rain or drought, speak life and death over… well anything: plants, humans, vampires…you are also the only known creature that can kill any vampire – no matter how strong they are. Vampires fear you. They've hunted your kind for centuries. You are literally our only natural enemy.”

I insist as I begin slicing the tomatoes for sandwiches and hand him a head of lettuce to cut. “Let’s take it slow. Tell me who this is about.” I gently ask. “Mom.” “What about your mother?” “Let’s start with the dog and work our way backward.” He slams his knife down and turns to me before continuing. “Why did the dog touch her?” He demands. “I wonder that as well. The best conclusion that I can figure out is that it was confusing. She is human, a witch, and she has my blood within her veins from our mark. I think it was trying to remove her human self from what it thought was being harmed by a vampire. I can see why it was confusing for the dog. I do not know for sure why it did, though.”

“Well, I didn’t realize he was taking me out there just to scare me. Apparently, this Vampire, Barbarosa, has killed a lot of Hunters over the years. He lived in this creepy old house out in the middle of nowhere, and it was like a maze on the inside. So, when I wasn’t scared and thought it was just a typical hunt, Elliott tried to talk me out of it. My instincts had already kicked in, though, and I was in full slayer mode. So… I went in after Barbarosa, and chased him all through this labyrinth and out the other side. He was almost out the door when Elliott cut him off. Barbarosa had him by the neck, and while he couldn’t kill Elliott, it couldn’t have been comfortable. I had to be super ca

And then leaned forward. We were making our way around a ridge, and I got my first real look at a Vampyr city. Or rather, something completely mind-bending. Because where there should have been a city, was a gigantic dome. "What in the blue hell is that?!" "That, little wolf, is Cristos, capital city of the Vampyr territory, and home to the Dragul Queen, Tatiana Rossi." "But where is the city?!"

“It is too dark for me, especially for someone like me who prefers the opposite.” “That must be pretty hard living with.” She inhales sharply. “I do the opposite of everything. I let animals free during hunting, I don't like drinking blood, and I hate attending the gothic parties. I could on and on.” “I'm so sorry you have to live with this, but trust we are not much different. I just discovered I'm a vampire with a very bad blood lust and so much more I'm yet to comprehend.” We walked to the windows at the end of the hallway, looking out at the village. We watch outside in silence for a bit.

Her nickname is Snow. Sylar Rosario: Blonde curly hair that curls naturally into a surfer hairstyle. Sylar is the youngest Rosario family member. His blue eyes resembles his brother Silas's eyes. Sylar likes to watch vampires movies, youtubers on youtube, listen to music, and bond with his misunderstood brother Silas. He'll often check up on his brother when he knows he's angry. Sylar doesn't fit in at balls and tries to avoid them. He signs off with SyR.