Scary Vampires Novels & Stories

The power I wasn’t allowed to show had made itself known, it was pulsing through me, giving me exactly what I needed to take them down. Giving me the power to destroy the undead, to make sure that their existence was nothing more than a lie. Screams echoed through the small estate of houses as the vampires dropped to their knees, their skin burning and breaking away from their bodies. One by one, they fell onto their fronts on the grass, scorching the ground with their molten skin.

“What do you want to know?” “Have you seen the vampires before?” She nodded. “Twice. I and some other nighthawks-in-training followed the teams who fought with them to watch.” “So what do they look like?” Lara took a moment to think before replying. “They look like normal humans, but they are faster, stronger and very evil. The two times I witnessed them in action, it was a scene of utter carnage. They had nearly killed all the witches of the small coven who had first sensed them and came to save their human preys of which there was no survivor, before we arrived.”

“No, these vampires are not scavengers.” The vampire scents are not too close but the distance is enough to say that they smell like shadow vampires. Although shadow vampires know how to cloak their scents, they can also heighten it to scare and threaten other low-ranked vampires. “Wanted: Saleslady,” Pox read the poster nailed to an electric pole. Then Pox glanced inside the vape shop. “Someone is inside, staring at us.”

I decide to let it slide, as far as they don’t kill me. “You’re not gonna kill me are you?” “Not me. Heard of Dracula?” I jumped up. “Vampires.” I didn’t see who was talking, my hands clasped together. He told me about vampires, he told me they were scary, they are enemies of the wolf. “Don’t search for me, you can’t find me, if you can pass the Dracula, you’ll be free and we’ll worship you.” “I don’t want you to worship me. I just need a safe place.”

I felt a wave of heat hit me in the place that matters most until I was damp with needs—rough, sinful, and canal needs. "Hey, you're still there? I'm sorry if I scared you away; I didn't mean to." "You should be sorry for turning me on, dickhead." I said to myself rather than typing and sending the message. I was scared for two reasons; the first one was that this guy in question was a vampire and the second one was the idea of my fear actualizing. What if I mix too much pleasure with business and end up at a loss? What would become of myself, my parents, the rest of the wolf pack, and the humans who were looking up at me as their advocate?

Sinister whispers reverberated through the dark corridors, and the cold touch of fear lingered in the air, warning all who dared to intrude upon this unholy sanctuary. As the group entered the chamber, the coffins all opened, allowing their occupants to emerge. The vampires bared their fangs, their eyes aglow, poised to charge at the intruders. One vampire lunged forward in attack, but a sudden rush of wings brushed past, knocking the vampire back into his coffin, which promptly sealed shut, trapping him inside.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

I said, narrowing my eyes at him. “They are incredibly stealthy and because they constantly feed off both humans and animals, they have all sorts of different scents that throw even the oldest vampires off. They hide in the shadows, and they only come out when they know they won’t be detected. But if they do have to come out, they blend in with humans fairly well,” Joseph explained.

I mean, what were the chances of a blood-obsessed monster from myths being alive in the shifter realm? "The vampires are a…stubborn species; their favorite meal to drink is werewolf blood, since our scent is most times alluring. Compared to us, the vampires capture their victims by their beauty, while we by scents and natural ability as predators," he explains. "I mean, it had to be true since I could not get enough of your…" Myra pauses when a blush of mortification forms on her skin before she clears her throat. "Please continue what you were saying..." she curses seeing the amusement in his gaze.

What's their aim? Suddenly, she felt there was more to this and didn't think it was just an ordinary attack. Ralph watched her silently, with his lips pursing and pondered on what Violet was thinking. Does she really knows the strange creatures? " They are called the vampires, and you are right, they are blood sucking creatures. Although they are strong and fast, but they are not immune to the light. The sunlight is their biggest weakness. They were also the ones that destroyed our pack," she informed Ralph in a calm tone, but her last statement was a lie.