The First Vampire Novels & Stories

Marcus stares into my eyes; I realize that I´ve been holding my breath having heard what he just said. “I am the First Vampire, Laura.” “Holy shit!” No wonder he´s so powerful. “Two years ago, my soul was stolen from me. I have spent the vast resources at my disposal for searching for it, yet I have turned up nothing. You´re the first solid lead I´ve had in the last two years.” “I don´t understand. You´re a vampire, how come you still have your soul?” “I am the First, Laura. I wasn´t sired. I was created. When I was turned into a vampire, I wasn´t dead and my soul remained intact.”

Though someone may have complained about the lack of vitality. However, something unexpected hit Dante when one day, a woman came to his door with a child claiming that he was his father. There was no way that Dante would admit it because he didn't believe in women anymore when his mother left, not to mention the pure pleasure from fresh. But the DNA test left him speechless. The woman asked for quite a lot of money and left without any hesitation, she was soon gone again as if she never appeared. If it wasn't because of the child standing lively in front of him, Dante would consider all this as a dream, a nightmare. He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got wa

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.

"Yes! Kill her, my bloodthirsty little servant!" "Give her to me!" She could only turn to stare up at Nicholas again, her vision blurring and distorting as her head continued to swim. Battling between reality and unconsciousness. The vampire simply stared her down. Gazing at her drained and almost lifeless expression. Hearing those sluggish and slowing heartbeats. Her wheezing breaths. There was so much blood pooling somewhere close by. He could feel the potent scent of it. Its mouthwatering aroma. He wanted to slurp it. Lick every last single drop of it. It smelled so incredibly delicious. Unlike anything he'd ever smelt before.

When Red asked why our identification laces differed from the other students, I told him that we were scholars. Actually, aside from Red and me, I no longer see any other mortals. During the first week of the school year, I saw some mortal students here, but after a few weeks, I observed that they had already started to vanish. Vampires are incredibly skilled at killing their victims, and no one will be able to determine the cause of death. "I'll just get some ice cream," red said, and I agreed. We both make our way to the canteen's freezer, and he takes a step back when he opens it.

As I proceeded to move my gaze to the left and right, I became intrigued by how many paintings they have in their collections. So the first recorded instances of vampires are from the 13th century, huh? Thankfully, you can't put too much faith in the sources you find on the internet. Should I take over as CEO of G****e and start leaking this information to the public at this point, or should I let someone else do it? In my opinion, that is a sound proposition.

I have no right to reject it. Why did the Vampire Council even select me after knowing my hatred towards their kind? That too to that monster Alexander Ivanov. He literally is the uncrowned king of our world as people kiss the path he walks on. so what's so special about him? He's a pure blood vampire. There are many pure blood vampires but he and his brothers Are the first descendants of Vampires ever born in the world. They're more powerful and has special abilities. They can't be killed easily.

Did he just kill his own son. Among the vampire clan the first born sons were the most powerful among the family members. An idea that had been passed on from generation to generation talked about a war that happened centuries ago between the witch clan and the vampires. The vampires were able to win this war be installing a powerful force made up of firstborn son. The witches hadn't been spared and most of their population was reduced. Up until now the witches hold only a significant number of people. This is also attributed to their strict rules against having relationship between them and the humans.

“I knocked them out before I fed from them. But I sadly had to kill them. They weren't very good people.” “I see,” I mutter, feeling dazed. “What are you doing here?” He shrugs, “Passing by. I've been hearing whispers so I was curious about this village. This seems to have been an odd infestation in the surrounding villages.” He seems almost amused and a little bit intrigued. “But you seem different from the last time we met, little one.” Now that I look at him, there is no hiding the age in his eyes. He is the first vampire, the original Sire.

The vampires didn't know they existed until his friend Arden had accidentally found one of them about 500 years ago. When Scott had found Renee, she had been looking for him too. He had thought she was a true blood, but he soon realized the error of his judgment when she had taken an arrow directly to her heart for him. He had thought he lost her just as he found her. But, she had turned into a cat before his eyes and she was back alive. Since they both share the same father, he knew her mother must be someone from the cat family. The cat family aren't so famous in the underworld, neither are they famous in the stupid scary stories the humans told their little ones. Vampires on the other han