Southern Book Club Vampires Movie Novels & Stories

“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.

None of the books I read explained why vampires weren't immortal, and I can't exactly tell Helen that I’m basically a transmigrated stranger. "I can't seem to remember it clearly. Can you explain it to me?” I went with the honest, humble-student route. She readjusted her seat before launching into the story. Apparently, thousands of years ago, vampires were immortal. They lived forever and could only die if they were beheaded. Nothing else worked—not fire, not a stake to the heart. Until one day, a vampire offended a powerful witch. That’s when I realized witches existed in this world too.

Raverine dodged a knife and then tilted his head back, amused by Nella’s attempt to kill him. “You…” Nella pointed at Raverine, anger flushing her entire face. “How did she die? What—” Nella stammered; tears are now rolling down her cheeks. “What happened to her…” “How would I know?” Raverine jested. “Because you are one of them!” Nella screamed. “From your speed, and agility! You are a shadow vampire!” Raverine laughed and grabbed me by my waist. “Let just say that I found my wine.”

After a few seconds, his eyes were locked in front again. "You can't deceive me. I only smell your scent here in the woods, so you must be alone," Jaxon said. The woman's lips painted with blood red curved slowly into a dark smile. "Did I say they are here? I did not, right?" I was confused at first. I did not understand what the woman meant. But when I heard Jaxon's loud curses, realization dawned on me that made my eyes widen in horror. "I wonder how your pack would face a battalion of matured vampires without their Alpha?"

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

But then the craziest thing happened instead. I heard her walking before I saw her. There was young maiden who came to answer the door. She had blonde hair just like I always loved. Her skin looked so soft and smooth. She looked like she was glowing. It was angelical. She was... just PERFECT for me. I literally couldn't take my eyes off her. My beloved mate. So quick fact, vampires like myself do not smell their mates, we see them. Legend says that when a vampire sees their mate for the first time, their undead hearts beat in recognition. Well, that is not possible, but I sure was left breathless from seeing her right now.

I shrugged, popping a piece of the marshmallow popcorn and my tastebuds explode at the sweetness. Karina sighs, shaking her head in disappointment. She clicks a button, and the projector crystalizes the images into a 4D experience. “That’s not what I mean. Books are your escapism, and this is mine.” A brunette girl is journalling in a graveyard, a single crow landing closer to her as her voice narrators the death of her parents. “What is this?” I asked, intrigued by the eerie smog surrounding her. “It’s called The Vampire Diaries, a cultural phenomenon, a classic.” She beamed, “It was released in 2009 actually.”

Sidney smiled and nodded gratefully before sitting down and tapping more notes. After the session had concluded and they had filed out with the rest of the crowd, they stood on the leaf-littered sidewalk in the blinding sun. The three stood in a triangle. Wes extracted his printed movie schedule and held it in the center of their shape. “OK,” Wes said, placing his fingertip on the print, “we can do Scandinavian vampires, which is also showing again tomorrow. Or, we can do Canadian zombies. Looks like this is the only showing we can swing for zombies.”

Amy was already shaking her knees with nervousness at seeing her friend restless, so she gave a glance to Sheila who looked at her son, but received hostile looks from Amy and even her mother; then she sighed sadly as she stood up and walked towards Soraia. Augustus stopped at Soraia's back, and as she turned, she collided with that iron chest of warmth, and unable to resist, she threw herself into his arms and let that warm comfort envelop her and warm her inside and out - after all, a vampire's body only becomes 'warm' with coffee or tea. Suddenly Marcus appeared at the entrance of the tent and Amy smiling imitated Soraia's gesture and threw herself in, only in the arms of her light vampir

Selene interrupted her sister, saying, "No, remember those books, Titi? We read those vampire books and their names were normal. They had names like Edward, Rose, Victoria, and so on." Katia swung to look at her sister and said that it was about make-believe vampires. "Those vampires had glitter all over them or something. Remember they sparkled in the sun. No real vampire would do something like that." She looked at Bob for reassurance, and he just nodded in the affirmative.