Snake Vampire Novels & Stories

Dorian added, coming to stand protectively beside me. "I understand." A sad smile lifted Kenmei's lips. "A revenant is a changeling. Not quite human and not quite a vampire." At that word - vampire - all hell broke loose. The guys started shouting simultaneously about lies and fairytales. I pulled my knees to my chest and put my forehead on my kneecaps. Tears dripped from my eyes onto my jeans. I'd let the brothers figure this one out.

“The jaguar people, last I heard, live quite far away from here. But they are a good species. They have temper issues, quite alright, but they don’t go around looking for people’s trouble. So, the dream you had would show that the vampires are already on the move, in colonizing them to their plans, through sinister methods. Mezon could be a real identity, or a figure head that illustrates what is happening. Also, it could be said that what had been in your room had been a sliver of the vampire…” “What is that?” Olivera questioned, starting to feel the horror chills again. “What do you mean by the sliver of a vampire?” Vee swallowed. “Sliver is like a part of a vampire, which can take any for

But a cornered snake is at its most venomous. From the shadows of a collapsed stone archway near the northern treeline, Madox dragged his broken, bleeding frame to his knees. His eyes burned with a mad, self-righteous light. With a final, trembling effort of his remaining strength, he lifted a heavy, mechanical hand-crossbow that had been dropped in the dirt. It was loaded with a specialized, dark-veined projectile—a Black-Silver Arrow, heavily saturated with an ancient, concentrated necrotic poison designed to rot a pureblood vampire's frozen core from the inside out. He didn't aim at Astrid. He aimed directly at the exposed back of Carmilla Dracul.

I broke out into an immediate coughing fit. "I'll take that as an enthusiastic no." A second strange voice rang out into the kitchen. I straightened my back when I noticed the presence of a male. He had curly brown hair sitting on top of his head, a sharp nose, and blue eyes that stared down at me. Immediately, my senses sharpened and moved from that relaxing stance. This man was a vampire, a pureblood like Sol. Maybe he was about the same age from what I could tell about his presence. "Is he asleep?" the woman asked the man. He nodded. I watched as he moved toward her. I didn't miss the look of adoration on his face when he embraced her and laid a kiss on the woman's cheek.

I slumped sadly. “Vampires didn’t eat such food.” “I do when I can find it. And a bird is better than a rat,” I stated matter-of-factly. Sebastian snapped his fingers, and the butler appeared a minute later. “Yes, sir.” “Bring me a blood slave for Sarah to feed on.” The butler bowed and sauntered off.

I begged as my own blood choked me. It’s as if she was possessed by something,as if she didn’t know what she was doing. “Why should I? Your people kept us in bondage, you suck humans as if you created them but it’ll end today, it’ll definitely end” she lamented as thunder stroke the clouds. “With the power invested in me,I make the vampires slaves,impotent before us” she yelled as my eyes began to close down. She watched me take my last breath as everything on Earth became blurry.

The gray trunk was the one she called for when she planned to have Retribution seen while she was about the countryside doing whatever she had taken a notion to do. At the merchant’s house, only the absence of laughter and mirth seemed to be amiss, but in the presence of everything that had happened to the family within the past couple years who would blame them for being solemn? On the grounds, Sylvia’s quick action was the only thing that stopped the man’s youngest son from meeting his end from a snake that had somehow found its way into the stall of the boy’s horse while he was riding. Recognizing the snake as one of Venom’s favorites for its aggression, Sylvia vaguely wondered if Venom h

He took a step back and she landed on the bare floor. "I doubt you know who I am," he spoke without fear. She laughed maniacally, "we, the condemned, have neither fear of the gods nor of man. Tell me, who are you?" He smiled, "I am no man. I am Sebastian Deusdedit, lord of the vampires." She seemed a bit shocked for an instant then her eyes glowed even more. "Even more lovely," she licked blood red lips, "your heart will give us even more power than we have ever had and we will conquer the villages and rip their heart to shreds."

She ignored my question. Without warning, she lunged forward, grabbing my hair and twisting my neck to a side before burying her fangs inside my neck. A blood curdling scream escaped through my lungs and she clutched my mouth roughly. She was a vampire, she was so much more stronger than me and I was aware of that. But I had to fight back, I had to do something, anything. With another muffled scream, I tried to lean away from her as she kept sucking my blood, completely draining me. " I hate you and your presence so much that I had to stop myself from ripping your heart out every fucking time you lay your filthy hands on him." She kept rambling as I broke down on the floor, clutching my neck

Vanessa smirked as she saw those four vampires fight amongst each other. Alexander was monitoring Becca and his surroundings carefully when a two-hundred-year-old vampire named Benedict appeared in front of him. “Ugh, not you,” Alexander groaned as Benedict has always managed to piss him off just with his annoying face while the words that spilled out of his mouth were even more annoying.