Short Vampire Story Novels & Stories

. A quiet-yet-restless ripple of a stream from a distance, even though my smile was barely seen, my heart danced to the rhythm of the stream's babbling hypothetically. It was far up north. It sounds from over a hundred miles away from my standing point. A short destination for a crowned hybrid to get to. I read from my book of vampire stories that they move at least one and a half times faster than the theoretical maximum for a human, that is, a human speed plus half of human speed. We soldiers believed they pulled their shitty stunts through teleporting. Tch, too bad, or too good, I'm partly one of them now. The shitty, nasty, bloodsucking pest. The same book talked about the legendary vamp

he said in a husky, concerned voice as he wiped the perspiration from my forehead and lightly kissed my temple. “I fainted earlier tonight because we forgot to pack blood and I hadn’t had any in over a week,” I moaned. “Do you think this is from that or the stress of the evening?” He switched from saddened lover to doctor mode as he turned me to face him and checked my eyes. “I’ve heard of vampires fainting for want of blood. It’s like a human having low blood sugar. But, I’ve never heard of them vomiting hours later. Stress can do it, but you’re generally a pretty tough lady. Look at all that you’ve been through these last few years. You’ve battled zombies and werewolves, buried two hus

After all, it felt like a band of gorillas banged their heavy fists against my ribcage. Samael released a deep sigh. I was sure he had his forehead pressed against the door. He tends to do that when I stress him out. Soon, silence filled the air, and I took that as a sign that he had finally left. Vampires have supersonic speed, making it almost impossible to hear them coming or going when they use that ability. After a moment, I lowered myself to the ground and gathered the broken shards in my hand. I found pieces on the other side of my room, under my bed, and some in my bathroom.

Adrien is a person of calm personality but merciless when someone tries to harm the people he loves. SAMANTHA Name: Samantha Surname: Unknown Age: 23 Species: Human Height: 5'4 Relationship Status: Single Character: Funny, polite, kind, easily gets scared, loyal, honest. Samantha is an orphan, who bought to Vampire world at a young age to serve them. It was Adrien who brought her from the slave market where some thugs were beating her. She is a best friend of Jamima. They became best friends on the very first day Jamima came to the mansion. Samantha is just like some scared cat but she is willful to die in the place of loved ones.

I had never even fought before, but I watched enough anime to have an idea of how it would turn out. John chuckled bitterly, biting his lip. “One of the men was holding a young woman by her neck, getting ready to snap her neck. I quickly ran over, but I could even lay a punch. Turns out vampires do have super speed and super strength too. He punched me into the wall. I could barely breathe. “Well well well. What do we have here? A little superhero?”

My lips pursed in annoyance but I followed his order. We slowly moved towards the office door, prepared for a surprise attack. When we opened the office door, in a blur Aaron was lying on the floor and the other vampire was sitting on top of him. He had grabbed Aaron by his collar. Oh My God! What should I do?! What should I do?! Nervous, I lunged towards the vampire at my vamp speed and forcefully kicked him in the back. He went flying towards the thick wooden desk and fell with a thud on the floor.

Oralie sat up a little annoyed, and before opening the window, she quickly collected the displeasure on her face and asked anxiously: - Sir, what happened? Can't you sleep? Selina shook her head slightly, those ash gray eyes still looking straight at her, and affirmatively replied: - A vampire doesn't need sleep. But humans need sleep. But humans need sleep! At this moment, Oralie really wanted to shout at this vampire, that she needed to sleep, she needed sleep. But then, Oralie took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and swallowed the scream that hadn't come out of her mouth yet. She calmly asked Selina:

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

A few of them are getting the hang of the head thing, maybe they’re even enjoying it a bit too much, but right now, it’s good to see vampires going down, even if it’s just one at a time. Out of the corner of my eye, I spot a vampire running into the hallway that leads to the saferoom. There’s no way I’m letting him anywhere near there. I run at full speed, tearing around the corner and leaping up, getting a piece of his pants before sinking my teeth into his leg.

A chilling shiver went up her back. Her heartbeat accelerated thumping like a war drum in her temples as it traveled down her spine. She whirled around again looking from one suspicious shadow to another and around the alley. nothing. Nothing at all. However the instinct that had prompted her to accelerate her pace a few minutes before was now yelling in the back of her mind alerting her to the fact that she was not alone. She called her voice more firm than she had imagined Whos there?. Even from a drunk or a thief she nearly hoped for a response—something concrete to face. However the wind was the only one to respond a high-pitched whistle that seemed to mock her boldness. Her cotton glove