Rudolph The Little Vampire Novels & Stories

To keep her curiosity at rest, Rudolf transformed to a bat flapping his wings and flying round the room before coming to stand in front of her, transforming back to his human self. “Wow” she muttered in awe, she even forgot the fact Rudolf kidnapped her. “ Okay, another question, do you have a beating heart?” Rudolf nod his head affirming, and he took hold of her hand to place it on his chest, so she could feel his beating heart. " But I thought vampires don't have hearts that beat since they are, you know, dead” Rudolf just hum playing with her fingers. Catrina gingerly took her hand away from his hold and tugging a strand of her hair behind her ear.

He stormed to the wheelbarrow and uncovered the body, flinging the cloth off. “Drained blood, no heart, and now, eyes are gone!! How do you not know of the Valley vampires?! They are engraved in every scroll in the study chambers and even drawn out by artists. Arts which are hung through the entire of the Alpha's quarters!!!” Rudolph cried, raking a wild hand through his brown locks. “We are screwed…” He muttered to himself. I finally straightened my back, this was no joke. “I thought a wild beast did that to her.” I muttered.

GINGER "How are things going?" Tyler asked after I'd been doing my job for a couple days. "Really good, actually!" I replied cheerfully. "So you don't mind all the tedious data entry?" "No, not at all, actually! The stuff I'm learning is so interesting. Like, I always thought werewolves were immune to almost anything, but there are all these crazy things that can happen to them. Like one doctor observed a werewolf that stopped being able to heal quickly, except when there was a full moon. The doctor decided the guy had bad blood, and they actually ended up chopping off his balls so he couldn't reproduce and pass on the defect."

When he made his way through the door, he felt his heart stop beating. Willow was snuggled under the covers with the Vampire Karmina had told him about. They shared kisses and smiles as if they had been lovers forever. Roy watched as her eyes softened as she gazed at the man beside her. Her hand caressed his cheek, her thumb running across his lips. The Vampire's eyes swirled red and gold, his fangs growing slightly as he nicks her thumb. She let out a soft gasp as a drop of blood oozed out of the tiny wound and the Vampire licked it before kissing her again. His vision quickly retracted, his heart thundering in his chest as his mind was returned back to his home. The window he was gazing th

She had no way of knowing whether he was still alive or not, but it was possible. There was a brief exchange of looks between Brett and Greta, and then Brett posed the question that was on everyone's mind. "Do you believe you'll be able to handle him?" "I really don't know." Rudolfo was a larger man than Diego, with broad shoulders and a neck like a bull. He was taller than Diego. If he were alive today, he'd be in his early forties. Like vampires, werewolves grow stronger with age. She had a terrible fear that it would be much more difficult to overcome Rudolfo Grayson than it had been to defeat Noah.

This scream was much higher, and his body filled with fear. He ran toward the sound and couldn’t believe his eyes when Lola transformed right in front of him. His throat went dry when he looked at the massive red wolf whose ember eyes seemed to stare right into his soul. At that moment he knew where he had seen those eyes before, it flashed right before his eyes: the image of him pushing the Fire Wolf baby into the river.

“You could fall asleep and never wake up. That’s black magic on your neck — I’ve seen that mark before, overseas. A pureblood, same as you. No one even knew what he was until the curse hit him. Same mark, exactly like yours. A vampire healer told him the only cure was blood from the person he truly loved, or he wouldn’t survive the week.” “Are you saying—” I stopped, unable to finish it. “Yes,” Joel said. “How do you even know all this, Master Joel?” Ruby asked, worry creasing her face. “I’m a vampire who gets around,” he said, with the ghost of his usual grin. “Let’s just say — not many can resist this face.” “Ruby—” I started. Before I could get another word out, she grabbed a knife from t

"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.

“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.

EDWIN’S POV I had to fall down and pretended like I was dead, just to satisfy her. Immediately I heard the front door opened, which means she’s gone, I got back to my feet and picked the gown she’d turned down. Getting back to my living room, I met another vampire sitting there, sipping wine as if it was their home. “Who gave you the authority to waltz in here any how? Old man?” Hale Vancleff, the high priest of the whole vampire clan stood up and approached me, “You smell so new. What kind of guest did you host?”