Soul Vampire Novels & Stories

Kane Vampire’s don’t have fated mates. In fact, most people don’t think that vampires even have souls. I’m not sure what I think of that since I was born a vampire. It’s not as if I were once a person who was killed by a vampire and my soul was released to hell or where-have-you, and now I am something else. No, I have always been a vampire, so if I am a soulless, earthbound creature, then so be it.

<><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul' It's an LGBT genre's lesbian love story. Many don't like this genre, so you can happily avoid this book. And the rest are welcome to this world. I hope you all will be witnesses to a pure love story. The story belongs to my dreamland. If anything from this book matched anyone's life that's totally coincident. The medical information and others are there will be from my research and only for making the story more attractive. Once again thanks to everyone for choosing my book to read.

Some struggled, some gave up and we never saw them again but as time went on, we discovered that they were switched off too - I like to say that instead of saying the word 'killed' - and then we finally realized we were never getting out of there without being the person they wanted us to be and that was exactly what I became, a killer. I had my first kill at the age of twelve, then I realized there was no hope for my soul. I turned off all my emotions and made myself a heartless being. I'd killed a married woman who had two young children, they never told us why we killed, we just followed orders. I watched the husband fall apart wondering how he was going to take of his kids after his othe

He was shirtless allowing Summer a glimpse of the intricate dragon tattoo on his back, the same tattoo that she herself had received after being forced into marrying Michael. A cup dangled from his fingers at his side, that was when Summer finally noticed the intense smell of alcohol permeating throughout the entire living room. Not only was Michael not asleep, but he was also most likely deliriously drunk. "What did you find out?" His voice slurred out. He didn't bother turning to look at Summer as he spoke instead choosing to lift his drink to his lips. Summer let out a long sigh, "we have a mole." Now Michael did turn around, throwing his glass to the floor by Summer's feet as he did so.

"My soul? Is that what she did to me? Do you know what it is called?" I hit send and after a few seconds the computer dings again and this time the email reads, "It's the Soul Eater. Surviving off of our souls, she gets everlasting life and the only way to get yours back, is to kill her. She has been around for thousands of years and will continue to take people's souls unless someone stops her." Typing one more reply, I send it and a notification comes up, "Unable to send. Please try again."

She said gently. I searched her eyes for any humor in them but all I saw was seriousness. “I didn’t think vampires got soulmates.” I finally said. “They can become soul bonded to another person; that’s the equivalent of a vampire’s soulmate. It’s not often that it happens, but it does happen.” She said. “Does you being here mean you want to pursue something with me?” I asked hopefully. She turned away and let out a soft sigh, “I don’t know. I wanted to forget you, but you’ve been consuming my thoughts lately.”

she said, blinking up at him, “didn’t you come across anything else of interest while you were traveling the world studying how to subjugate weak-willed women with your seductive powers? like your eternal soul, for example?” He set the glass down on the table before patting the pockets of his waistcoat, as if the one thing that could bring him back to humanity were no more important than a misplaced cravat or a missing riding glove. The damn item has shown to be incredibly slippery. No vampire has ever approached me and offered to let me cut open their throat so I can take my stolen soul from them. The vampire that sired Duvalier and took possession of your soul after Duvalier was destroyed

“Are you sure? Not that I doubt you—I mean, Google says—I mean, yeah.” A small smile curved his pale lips. “The net is not very intelligent, is it? All of those rubbish piece they’ve written about our kind is nothing but a haphazard guess. See, this horn—” He caressed the tip of his horn. “—is actually an identification of the Royal Family. It allows us to wear the enchanted crown, see. Meanwhile, the blue veins—which only appears at the presence of the sunlight—signifies the existence of a soul that kept us alive. Always on the eighteenth birthdays of vampires, the soul appears to take over the body. If it is weak, both the soul and the body will cease to exist.” She clasped her hands to he

"They aren't going to die anytime soon. Except when their souls get too weak with me. In summary, their lifespan gets shortened. Anyone fated to have a 70-year life and give up their soul at 30 would live just for 5 years more." "Oh..." He breathed out, his expression softened but then they lit up again. "So what's my lifespan? You collected my soul too." Was this who he had become? "You aren't dying anytime soon..." I smirked knowingly after reading his thoughts. "And we aren't the type of vampires that feed on blood, that's all fictional. We depend on human souls." "Oops..." He looked away from me. He was brooding, but I couldn't even hear it. What type of person was he?