Sonadow Vampire Novels & Stories

he called out, his tone laced with amusement. Nodding, I turned back towards him, ready to engage in a formal introduction. My curiosity was piqued as Prince Damon took a step forward, a confident smile gracing his lips. His hand extended gracefully to his sides, gesturing to himself as if presenting his regal presence. The air seemed to shift as he spoke, his voice carrying a hint of authority and magnetism. "I am the vampire prince, Damon Shadowborne," he declared, his voice filled with a sense of pride that befit his royal status. The weight of his words settled in the air, emphasizing the significance of his lineage and power.

This is our last chance. - Yes. William still couldn't be sure whether Harvey was a vampire or not, so he could only focus his sights on Samson, who had been confirmed. Furthermore, based on Samson's diamond, William believes that Samson is the vampire cursed by the Sun God a thousand years ago in legend. That half-human, half-vampire bloodline would be more compatible with a human than pure noble vampire blood. William wants to shorten the time spent researching immortality to the minimum because his health has recently shown a clear downward trend despite taking medication.

"Okay I will tell you. No interruptions. You are the daughter of the former emperor of our clan, who is dead now. Your dad fell in love with your mom, who was human and that fact is forbidden. And worst, they gave birth to you. Because,if a vampire and a human breed together they will produce a blood sucking monster like you. Very strong and powerful. The necklace you are wearing is called an ancient lock. It helps to subdue the real you. The blood sucking monster you, your double personality. That was why your mom told you to never remove it. Your dad tried hiding you but his adviser,who is Sebastian our clan greatest enemy. And the one who put me in this situation. He told everyone and th

Crystal thought dreamily. Damien chuckled. “I can hear your thoughts now”. “You can hear my thoughts ??”. Crystal gasped. She knew he wasn’t a human but how could he hear her thoughts now?? “I’m a vampire”. She laughed. “Oh really? So are you gonna suck my blood now?”. She teased thinking he was joking. Damien’s eyes changed color to red as his fangs came out. Crystal Almost fled away. “Oh my fucking goodness!!!”. She scream so loud as Damien quickly changed back to normal thinking he had scared her.

She gave him another look and couldn’t take her eyes off him. “How come he looks so damn attractive even when he’s sleeping peacefully?” She wondered aloud incredulously. She kept staring at the man and suddenly noticed the family crest on its bow, where she encountered a familiar symbol, she had only seen in classic vampire movies. “Why is this sort of scenario giving me a vampire movie vibe?” And she was about to check herself the ankh circa out of morbid curiosity, but when she touched it, something pricked her finger and caused it to bleed.

I hadn't even realized they had dropped. I stroked the length of him until he was beyond porn star big. His eyes closed, and he sucked in a sharp breath. I liked knowing my touch caused him to moan and shiver. If I didn't feel him inside of me soon, I wouldn't need him to make me come. I wasn't afraid anymore. Tony has been around for decades. I'm sure he knew how to please a woman without hurting her. I was a Vampire, and I was pretty confident that I would find a way to fit every inch of him inside of me.

For someone a bit stronger, there can still be resentment, but for someone who is a hundred thousand times stronger, there will be only fear. Thought that the last strands of doubt in Selina's ash gray eyes also slowly disappeared. She lowered her eyes to Oralie's poorly bandaged wound, smelling the sweet scent that wafted through the air. This sweet scent, which seemed to be able to dispel the fishy smell that the monstrous people brought, gave the vampire standing here a moment of serenity.

The Vampire shrugged his thin shoulders and glided into the room. "Howling Warriors had two visitors of note today, one vampire hybrid and an elemental wolf." 'Aah my son has arrived,' Santos thought gleefully, knowing that the Elemental would be Mikhail, so he asked instead, "Does the hybrid have a name or position scout?" Pinning the vampire with his stern countenance. "I'm afraid so sir, it's Morgana Mannering, one of the vampire assassins, more commonly known as The seductress."

I would be lying to myself if I said the thought of such a man didn't daunt me. Sol was a 366-year-old pureblooded vampire. His father would no doubt be at least twice his age and much, much stronger both in presence and esteem. I went to sleep with the thought of other vampires within the society. I had been lucky enough to have met Sol when I did, but I knew all too well the type of vampires that stalked the levels of the vampire society. Even worse, I knew who those vampires answered to. I was awoken the next night shakily by the soft wind blowing in from the open windows. The place behind me where Sol had been was empty and cold. He must have been up earlier than I was. Or should I have

[At the castle inside the Riparian Zone] “Leon, my son.” A stern voice greeted Leon as soon as he stood before his so-called father, sitting in the swivel chair. The room was dark, and his father's face couldn't be seen. Only the blood-red eyes were visible as if it was a monster lurking in the meadow. Leon didn't respond. He had no will to do so, especially since he didn't consider the man in front of him his father. He can't accept the fact that his father is none other than the vicious man bearing the title of the “tyrant vampire king.”