Serial Killers Vampire Novels & Stories

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

"Where did you-" "Finally, I found it mate. Soul reaper is mine." Terry let out his usual dark chuckle. That knife is soul reaper. "Now, should I kill you first and then go for her next?" he asked Alex and his words rang through my mind a million times before it all came crashing down. Wait-wait, there is no way that this knife can kill a vampire right? It can't be, there is-

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

"You could never do that, even if you were a vampire." "Thanks," said Phoebe, squeezing her back. "Anyway, there's no such thing as a vampire like you see in the movies. Just crazy ass akharu. If humans can have a psychopathic serial killer like Hannibal Lecter - and yes, he was based on a real guy - then akharu and usemi can, too."

She struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation and the implications of a vampire seeking out Sergeant Chriswell. "And what information did he have to give you?" she finally managed to ask, her voice a mere whisper. "He told me that the one whom I'm in search of is much closer to me than I had imagined," he replied, his voice tinged with a sense of urgency. "I was so scared that I didn't even know what he was speaking of, but he made himself clearer. He said he was referring to the one responsible for the death in the X Fang Bar... Eric Damian. He said he knew I was in search of him and that he knew who he was and what he is. He is a vampire, just like himself, but a more vicious an

No human was a match for the two together. "I don't think you are aware of the situation here," Francis seethed to both of them. "Human girls are going missing by the day. It's mass femicide! They are being murdered by vampires in the area, and it is him," Francis pointed at Sol, "Who is the culprit?" Serin scoffed, "I can assure you that my friend has had no part in the tragedies of what has been happening. Neither of us drinks from living humans. We collect the blood from willing participants only. They are blood donors."

I don’t even know if I should be here. I inch closer to him, my fingers curling into the fabric of his sleeve. He doesn’t shake me off, doesn’t tell me I’m slowing him down. He just watches, waiting for the right moment. Then he moves. Fast. Lethal. Precise. The first vampire doesn’t even see him coming before he takes it down with a clean, swift motion, snapping its neck then pulling it's head out of it body. One effective way to kill a vampire... decapitation.

“I have never heard that term before.” “No,” Aaron admitted. “I was wondering that myself.” Christian cleared his throat, and Aaron wondered if he actually had the answer but was too timid to say anything in front of the female Hunter. Eventually, he said, “A ‘demonic’ Vampire is one that has returned from hell. In this case, we believe that Dracula is the reincarnation of Vlad the Impalor, one of the most violent Vampires of all time. Are you familiar?” Aaron and Catherine both nodded; of course, they knew about Vlad.

"People have always been fascinated with serial killers, don't you think? Just look at the most popular crime fiction and you'll find that a lot of them are about serial killers." Jon tried to recall the crime films that he had seen and he could tell that what Dante was suggesting might be plausible. "Violence had always fascinated humans," continued Dante. "The early stories told in ancient times were often about the hunt for prey or how warriors killed men from their enemy tribes. The gladiators of ancient Rome killed for the entertainment of the early Romans." Dante was silent for a while so Jon asked, "Should we get started?" Jon was eager to start so that he could rest for the night and

Though someone may have complained about the lack of vitality. However, something unexpected hit Dante when one day, a woman came to his door with a child claiming that he was his father. There was no way that Dante would admit it because he didn't believe in women anymore when his mother left, not to mention the pure pleasure from fresh. But the DNA test left him speechless. The woman asked for quite a lot of money and left without any hesitation, she was soon gone again as if she never appeared. If it wasn't because of the child standing lively in front of him, Dante would consider all this as a dream, a nightmare. He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got wa