Steampunk Vampire Novels & Stories

She knew that they were in trouble. But just as she thought things couldn't get any worse, something strange happened. Steve's eyes turned dark, and his canines grew longer and sharper. He took a step forward, and the man stumbled back in fear. "You...you're a vampire," the man stuttered. Steve bared his teeth, his eyes gleaming in the darkness. "And you're in my territory," he said. The man turned and ran, disappearing into the shadows. Steve turned back to Celess, his eyes returning to their normal color.

The first manifestation of pregnancy that most Vampires have is sleepwalking, a mental breakdown then beginning to gradually lose awareness and memories. While making love at that time, Phoebe was bloodthirsty and tried to bite Louis' shoulder to drink blood, it was not because she was too hungry to take the risk nor because Phoebe was too hateful of Louis to attack him. Phoebe's action at that time was to create a "mate" link with Louis, but… Louis refused this connection by brutally beating Phoebe and causing her already weakened spirit to become even more damaged pity and fear for him.

She was Kaya's friend too. I supposed it was never easy for humans to lose someone they loved. For vampires, it was less… emotional. For us, it was just another stage in our life. We knew that we were living on borrowed time anyway, especially those who were turned from human to vampire. The angry kettle boiled and brewed huge amounts of steam moments later, letting me know it had finished boiling. Instead of placing the water in a singular cup, I poured it into a larger kettle that held some teabags and sugar inside.

When a vampire falls in love, they can't deny it because everything they feel becomes exacerbated. After a fifteen minutes drive, Aiden stepped on the stony path that led into the entrance of the mansion that she lived in, he braced himself taking quick short breaths before putting on a black cowboy cap over his head. He was looking astounding, he knocked on the door, and it opened freely. He wondered why Selena would leave the front door open. As he stepped into the living room, his eyes caught Selena's parents covered in a pool of blood with bite marks and scratches on their skin. He swallowed hard because their blood turned his thirst on, but he had to control himself. Her father was lyin

I said as I moved closer to h and put my palm on his forehead. He looked at me with a kind of, 'what are you doing', facial expressions. "What are you doing?" He asked as he removed my palm from his forehead. "Stay still---" I said as I put my palm back. "I am just checking your temperature." I added. "Your body is cold." I said. "I told you that vampires are cold blooded. Do you forget things so quickly." He said to me with a frown as usual. "I didn't forget. I will get going now." I said as I held the knob of the door.

"There is something else I wanted to ask you." "What?" "Is Stephen a vampire?" "He looks like one but we cannot be sure." "You and father fought against vampires. How can you, not be sure?" asked Emma, shocked. "Vampires do not live among humans. They hide in abandoned buildings. They move from one city to another." "Stephen is pale and cold. I have never seen him eating anything too." "Vampires don't go to schools, Emma. You have not seen him eating food but have you seen him drinking blood?" asked Mrs Smith.

However, it could’ve just been me imagining things. I walked toward the table. The Vampire had a nose piercing and looked still quite young, but the wisdom in his dark eyes told me otherwise. His hair was styled in spikes and his face had a dark, mischievous smirk. The hunter on the other hand was an old looking man with grey hair and a potbelly. He had piercing grey eyes and a look of tiredness on his face. As soon as I reached the table the vampire sniffed and beamed. "A Veneziano. To what do I owe this pleasure?"

She shrugged, a little awkwardly. I smiled back, wanting to put her at ease. “Thank you, Sie. I really appreciate it.” We flicked through some new books and papers while we waited for the pizza to arrive. They were all much the same – long, winding documentation of vampire sightings from the Victorian era, many of which were clearly allegories for something else, like impudent women or the fear of industrialisation.

Chris' point of view: Carefully I went inside of my room, I didn't know what sort of vampire was inside of the room. My fear was if the one inside with Stephany was a newborn vampire. Those types of vampires are the most dangerous type of vampires since they can't control their hunger. The moment I stepped inside of my room I was surprised to notice that the one inside of my room was a trueblood vampire that I've never met in my entire life. Something about that vampire was familiar, it was as if he is a male version of my father's wife with my father's eyes - the same eyes I'm having.

*Centuries ago, a time where Vampires, sphinx and werewolves lived together in peace, love and harmony, until evil covered the cloud of Transylvania* My name is Luther, I'm a vampire from the old world, I am over 400 years old, I lived in Transylvania, my father was the over Lord (Dracula) my mom was a werewolf (Tania) from Romania (another city where werewolves and other creatures live) but died 200 years after my younger sisters' birth, her name is Annabelle, she is 300 years old, I was to be dad's successor but everything changed when my father was killed, it was the day of my inauguration, we were ambushed by our own people, sects of disloyal elves and Sphinx, and it all turned out to b