The Loud House Vampire Novels & Stories

“Our days and nights are reversed here, obviously. So, around 7 p.m., our chefs make a grand breakfast buffet for everyone in the village. They clean up around 8 pm. Then, at 4 am they make a grand dinner buffet. It’s not mandatory to attend either meal, but it’s there if they don’t feel like cooking for themselves. Everyone in the village is welcome to enter the Vamp House. But they can only stick to certain floors. The top few floors are forbidden for anyone besides assigned maids.” “Because they are your apartments?” Joseph nodded. “Yes,” he answered. “But we aren’t going there right now. I’m taking you to my personal house.” “You have a house too?” I asked, raising my brows. He nodded. “

I heard movement from outside. The next thing I knew was that Sol's hand was wrapping around my wrist, and he was leading me toward the bed. "Is there anything else I should do?" I asked. "No," he whispered back. "No, just stay with me for a little while." I agreed to his request silently and settled down on the bed next to him. "Is the entire house lightproof like this?" "Yes, since it's been in my family for so long, the house was built to accommodate a vampire's needs." Sol pulled me closer to him, and I let him.

The poor, idiot girl startles, but Federico has supernatural strength—one of the perks of being a vampire—so he hauls her up easily. Federico stares at Alessia coldly. "Do not touch her. She is mine." Alessia is so surprised by Federico's unexpected displeasure that she nods. Without another word, Federico turns around and drags Hailey out of the room. Federico pulls Hailey all the way until they reach the receiving room before his pet resumes squirming. Federico stops and stares at his pet, waiting for her to explain herself. "What exactly is my job here?" Hailey asks.

(I reminded myself. “Wow,” I blinked. “You’re always loud, messy, always in the way,” he said calmly. I glared at him, jaw clenching. “You don’t know anything about me.” “I know enough.” We locked eyes, something crackled again. It was getting hot in here. Before I could say another word, he stood up, his chair scraping softly. “Don’t stay out past nine.” I rolled my eyes so hard, it hurt. “Or what? You’ll turn into a vampire?”

Master! “Yes Jerrif any news from our dear Majesty,” the voice owner is Harris Richard cliff. A big bad oldest vampire, seeking ultimate power to win over the entire world. “No,” the vampire servant said. “Pity, I have been waiting for my prey for so many years, and look, his Majesty is hiding like a new wife. Doesn't matter we almost reach that point. You can go now, I have some work to do.” ****** In Elsa's room, Elsa could feel in her sleep that her body was bouncing. Thereafter, she heard someone's voice.

A voice said, it had the same bass as the one that had just killed but it was a lot more authoritative. “That scent…” The blood-soaked vampire thought to itself, the man that had just spoken was a fellow vampire like him but this scent felt familiar. Stepping into the moonlight from the shadows, what came into light was a blonde-haired vampire with crimson-red eyes and a very attractive face. “I know you!” The vampire that killed Ethan blurted out but his calm expression was broken into one of fear.

Aster whispered, leaning in close, “she’s mean…like the ones in my father’s house.” She sounded like a frightened little girl, and the armour he put up to protect himself cracked a little. “Ask her what her name is.” He broke open the second blood bag and took a sip from it. The blood wouldn’t heal him until sunset, but at least it soothed his burning throat a little. “She says her name is Clara,” Aster told him before she even asked the question. He followed Aster’s gaze. “Clara? What happened to you?” Aster cocked her head, listening intently. “A vampire murdered her--” absentmindedly, she took the bag from his hand, taking a good few swallows before handing it back “—oh, and her whole fam

He shakes his head again. "Now I allow my voice to change, to deepen, to resonate with the fullness of my incredibly long life. The effect on him is pronounced; he shakes visibly, as if he is suddenly aware that he is sitting next to a monster. But I am not just any monster. I am a vampire, and in many ways, for his sake, that may be the worst monster of all.

“She hasn’t seen anything. She was only startled by the noise.” “Good,” Gabriela nods and motions me to follow her into my room. “Now, do you want to tell me why the hell a vampire is in my house right now? And why has your boyfriend gone catatonic?” “Boyfriend?” Braden asks, surprised. “This is the guy?” “You should be resting, not talking,” I scold, waving him off. “Oh, for goddess’ sake,” Gabriela takes my hand and drags me into the living room, away from the boys.

Those three are terrifying! Sir Darenn looks puzzled when I look at him. What about Sir Darenn? Is he similar to them? Is he also a monster? Is the child in front of me a monster as well? I gulped, and my entire body trembled in fear; they're vampires, not humans. They're bloodthirsty monsters who are terrified of the sun. That's why the mansion is so dark, and they only leave at sunset. Once again, I see the child slowly approaching me; he's debating whether or not to approach me, and he's about to cry, but he suddenly runs up to me, and I was surprised when he hugged me tightly.