Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Vampire Novels & Stories

Talen carried the flowers that he’d brought for Morgana towards the nearest door and looked within. “There’s a toy cupboard,” one of the werewolves exclaimed in delight. “Look at this! This vampire is your kindred spirit, Heath. F-k me, he’s got toys in here that… What does this even do… Oh, f-k yeah.” Rhett, Talen put the name to the dark werewolf’s grinning face as he turned to show the blonde vampire the toy that he held in his hands. “Oh, god,” Morgana clutched at her face, blocking her eyes, unable to look. “This is too much. Out, out, out. Paint, or leave.”

My throat tightened and tears welled in the corners of my eyes. For the second time that morning, I was at loss for words and didn’t know how to react. So, I let my body do the talking—I raised a leg and kicked, harder than I ever did before. Because of how fast things were happening, I didn’t even have the luxury to be shocked about how vampires were real after all. And yet, I now have one more mind-blowing information to process—it’s about how I managed to kick a mythical creature’s nuts so hard that I sent him rolling on the floor in pain.

They were just mere Drudge vampires sent on errands by the grand elders of the Volturi. Drudge vampires were not as powerful as the bloodline vampires but a few of them acquired mystic powers the moment they were bitten by a vampire who had mysterious powers. Edward was weakened as those sharp and painful groans escaped from Alpha Marcus's lips. He would have just smashed those two in a blink but he couldn't bear to hear him groan in pain. He shot his eyes at them one last time and they leaped away in fear. He was going to treat them to a meal after he had taken care of Alpha Marcus.

He shook his fur and bared his teeth at the vampire. "I will keep the vampire busy," Mitch said, walking forward. "You find Vorenus." "Are you sure you can?" Draco asked. "He is a lot of muscle." Mitch chuckled savagely. "And I am a lot of anger." He crashed with the vampire, and they crashed into the wall as Draco ran past, his claws clicking against the stone floor. Mitch smashed his elbow into the vampire's nose. The vampire tackled Mitch and sent them to the floor with him on top. He gave Mitch some jaw shattering punches, but Mitch shook him off and threw him against the stone ceiling, bringing down some rocks along.

Dylan said, and Vincent frowned. “I am not! I'm the coolest vampire, you know!... And the hottest! What other vampire has tan skin and a head of beach waves that every girl would kill for?” Vincent asked with a smile. “Grayson.” Dylan deadpanned, and the vampire sucked a breath in, looking at his mate in shock. “That's not fair! That vampire has Thaddeus's genes and a werewolf!” Vincent said, pouting. Dylan giggled as he pinched Vincent's cheeks.

Louder, she continued, “You are to serve him tonight for dinner.” Vampires didn’t eat like other creatures. They needed blood to survive, preferably straight from the source. The tributes were mainly selected to be those blood wells. As werewolves could generally heal quickly, I imagined vampires could feast on them many times before the tributes finally succumbed. Knowing that, and knowing that I was the tribute selected to be Vampire Duke Damien’s blood pet, I guessed serving him for dinner meant that I would personally be the food, with my blood on the menu.

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

Tom snatched up his trident and hurled it with all his might at the creature. “Argh!” The vampire shrieked, releasing his grip on Bob as he ripped the trident from his thigh. He groaned in agony; though it was but a shallow puncture, the weapon had clearly left its mark. Thick, black blood oozed as the sharp prongs were yanked from his flesh. The creature turned his wrath toward Tom, his face contorted with fury as he raised his hands to unleash a wave of telekinetic energy. "You!" he hissed.

Aren't vampires Drake's enemies? “Not all vampires are annoying. Lana is a high vampire who lives in Rome, she is one of the leaders of the vampire center. High-class vampires don't bother humans, they sustain life by blending in with humans like me and other creatures. Vampires in New York are still many who break the rules. We can kill them at any time, because they interfere and threaten the existence of other vampires. Humans are dangerous creatures if they stick together, especially in modern times like this," replied Drake. "I didn't think so at all. I thought she was some kind of fairy,” said June. Drake just laughed.

"She's been transformed." "Into ANBV." Jacob gave the doll's little toe a playful tug. "Sweet little ANBV. Come to Papa." Malcolm gritted his teeth, remembering first to make sure his fangs were retracted. Otherwise a Vamp could accidentally pierce his bottom lip. "Enlighten me, please, before I resort to violence." Jacob laughed, apparently unconcerned by his boss's anger. "ANBV is a Artificial Nutritional blood for vampires."