Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Vampire Novels & Stories

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

He led the fight, showing unwavering determination and guided his pack with bravery and skill. In the midst of the chaos, a vampire pounced on Tyler, sinking its teeth deep into his flesh. Pain shot through his body as the venom spread, threatening to take over. His vision blurred, and he staggered back, holding onto his wound. A female Omega, witnessing the attack, quickly slaid the vampire. She hurried to Tyler's side, her eyes filled with fear and worry. "General! No!" she cried out, her voice desperate. She reached out to him, her touch gentle but urgent.

Michael asked, full of doubt. "Reread it; maybe there will be other information." Jake pointed at the device Emma held. Emma continued reading. "Vampires have their types and levels." Emma looked again at her two colleagues, who asked her to continue reading. "The first is Origin, a vampire of pure blood descent. This type of vampire is a vampire born from a vampire marriage. The speciality of origin vampires is their physical strength, like werewolves and yeti. The difference is that original vampires are stronger than werewolves, but werewolves have more senses and speed. It's different from Yetti, who is stronger than a vampire but stupider and slower," said Emma, reading with a strange f

He even scratched open Xavier on the neck. But because he was a hybrid now, his healing abilities were faster than those of a normal wolf. When the last truck left the mansion Vladimir went crazy. “I am going to end you!” he charged at Xavier, the way he was fighting he was like a demon-possessed vampire, his eyes were bloodshot red with his fangs bared, he wanted Xavier dead, Xavier was also getting tired and wanted the battle to be over and done with.

he hissed, his voice dripping with venom. Chassy, resolute in her duty to protect her pack, replied, "The moon goddess guides us, and we will stand against the darkness. Your reign of terror ends here." With those words, Chassy delivered the finishing blow, ensuring that Drake posed no further threat to her pack. The moonlit battlefield bore witness to the fall of a formidable adversary, and Chassy, though weary, remained steadfast in her commitment to defend the Red Moon Pack against the impending vampire onslaught.