Scary Vampire Novels & Stories

Lara only if you knew how scared I am to do this. "It's just that I ... I .. can't see you like that," I got up and made my way out of the room closing the door as quietly as I can. LARA What's wrong with him. This only happens when I bring this up. What makes him so scared to turn me into a vampire-like him then we will live for eternity. I gotta ask Ingrid and Ryson. I made my way to their room they had recently moved in together and our cheerful Ingrid is back. I knocked once and heard a come in. I stepped inside their bedroom. It was nice but not as ours. Kyson ugh he is a scared cat.

And everyone started screaming while the rain started to fall fallowed by lightning's while the surroundings suddenly turns dark. Waylan just stood up and watch what is happening. "What is happening!" everyone asked. And from that burned mountain you can see creatures running going towards humans. They are the vampires who live from the burning mountain. They attack humans out of anger. "No!" Waylan murmured when one vampire attacked her.

I said. "Then I know that all you vampires here in Vampire high are looking for animal blood, because if you're looking for human blood, you should have drink my blood when I entered vampire high." I laughed. "Aren't you afraid of me?" He asked so I laughed. "Why should I be afraid of a gay man like you?" I asked. "What did you say? Who's gay?" He asked annoyed. "You." I replied. He glared at me. "you lose what? Hahaha you're used to maybe you're the only flame in the whole Vampire High." I said.

My back hit a wall and my heart, beat faster with fear at the sight of the unhinged man in front of me. I'd never been scared of Rhayden. Not once in my life. He was a clown, who liked the female body and I knew how to shut him down, most times. but this... creature in front of me, was not the man I knew. “Rhayden.” He stepped over the twitching lycan and moved closer, the thirst he’d be feeling overcoming him. “Rhayden!” The vampire blinked and stopped, as if realizing what he was doing. His hand reached up and touched his lips before he turned and looked at the lycan. He looked back at me, disgust crossing his features, and then… he vomited.

the bat guy explained. " What else did my father-in-law say? " the shameless monk inquired. " monks can't marry " the bat guy replied. " fuck your grandpa!! this honorable Reverend monk is not your normal monk. " The shameless monk replied. The two vampires argued back and forth for what seemed like an eternity before getting to their destination. The streets of hell were bustling, all kinds of demons roamed this street, from minions to huge monsters showing off their expensive hellhounds. Monsters of all races walked the streets.

That was embarrassing. His eyes were open slightly, and Isabella found herself staring straight into them. She should have been glad when she had seen him Hurt. He was a vampire who fed on blood and Hurt people, but she realized that she had never been so scared in her life when she thought that he was going to die. The thought of him dying sent chills all over her and she couldn't even understand herself any more. Right now, she was so happy to see that he was going to be okay.

She looks from him to Dante who hadn't moved during the ordeal. "No... please Goddess, no..." she crawled over to him, nudging him, "Dante, get up." she demanded of him, but he didn't move. She looks down at his stomach, seeing the black ichor substance staining his skin slowly, "You won't take him from me to." She placed her hands over the wounds, opening her mouth to chant the spell she just casted, but the words escaped her mind. She fought through her racing thoughts to find the words, but they wouldn't come to her. She leans over his face, blood streaming from his lips, "I don't understand. You're a Vampire... You can't die from this!" she shouted, hitting his chest out of frustration.

Then, a powerful voice rang out across the battlefield: “Guys—don’t be shy. Grab yourselves a snack.” Harpies shrieked in horror as hundreds of vampires appeared from nowhere on the batterfiled. Unlike wolves, they could fly—fast, merciless, and hungry. Vampires pounced on harpies, piercing their skin with fangs to drink them dry. Piercing screams of harpies filled the air, and they rushed to leave the fight, trying to escape the death.

"It was never consistent, always sporadic and unexpected." Dr. Scott was deep in thought. He tapped his fingers on the arm of his chair while he considered what I said. "Elizabeth, vampires, like werewolves, have unique talents. Not the same ones, mind you, but as effective. Vampires, in addition to their physical prowess, may enter a person's mind. If they are feeling merciful, they may blot off what is going on. They mostly employ it to increase dread since the victim's bodily response to anxiety affects how they taste."

She screamed very loudly because she saw a vampire standing in front of her. Vladimir approached Scarlett and sat on the bed, he greeted Scarlett, "Good night, Princess Georgia ... hmm, I mean Miss Scarlett. What are you thinking about?" "Hey bad Vampire, get out of here!" cried Scarlett, she inched away from Vladimir. "I don't want to leave here," the vampire king refused, he grinned. "Are you in cahoots with the empress and the witch?" continued Vladimir, he leaned forward and brought his face closer to Scarlett's.