The Vampire Princess Novels & Stories

But even before he could touch Princess Ariya's avatar, she suddenly emerged like a lightning in between them. The vamp was dumbstruck. His bloody red eyes opened wide. He moved backward in a haste. "A decoy!" he exclaimed as he gave his fellow vamps a warning. Upon shouting, Princess Ariya in human form but with wolf eyes came closer to him like a clap of thunder and grabbed the vamp's neck. In just a snap, she broke the cold vamp's neck as she burnt his body with her laser beam eyes. The vamp's red eyes watched his body turn to dust while Princess Ariya was holding his head. When he stared at the princess, her head moved as she glared at him with a terrifying aura.

She asked with a stuttering voice. Bianca chuckled as she watched the painful look on Princess Sophia's face. She had pulled Princess Sophia in with an invisible string and slashed her before she could think of breaking free and she had made sure to add some resistance ability into her nails to give Princess Sophia a hard time healing. " I'm a vampire!' Bianca told her!.

’’ I then said to her now relieved my best friend was not a monster but just trying to distract her, while in my mind I was now mindlinking Lesley, Chris, the Vampire King and Caspian on our next plan of action. ‘’As soon as I heard from one of my Lenoras Max that some Vampire prince had picked up some girl with a surname Maverick a relative of mine, I knew those leeches where up to something and I was right as you were a gift coper like me but your weak and heck you ran away as soon as you had the word danger.’’ She then said looking smug at me and I so wanted to wipe that smug look off from her face.

Each interested brood leader had secretly placed an agent in the camp of the proponents to spy them. The nobles of the vampire kingdom were greedy. It was for that reason that the princess swore that she would not pick a mate from among any of them. But the king did not mind about it. He only wanted his princess to be mated to any of the nobles of the land to fulfil an obligation that had been instituted centuries earlier. However, the princess was so mindful about it. She never wanted any of the greedy and boring nobles for her mate. Instead, she chose to be mated to a werewolf. This was something she called destiny.

Today made an exception, the sight alone of Melvin with that Werewolf woman was something that drove her almost to insanity, it had been the last thing he expected while going into the wood after him and as such … She heaved heavily as the wagon moved past the trees on either side of it, by then the sun was out in its full glory but her mind was still under the shades of darkness. She was Zaria Selena Ambrose - The Vampire succubus and princess of the Eastern Colony,no one dared treat her that way. Her First plan was to call everything off but when she thought about it again she saw it a easy way out, if she called it off she would be letting him go easily. She wanted him to pay for humilat

He was just about to press the knife even deeper into her skin, prepared to draw blood, when he watched two men and a woman step out, about five steps from where he stood. “Why what do we have here? Another princess delivered right at my doorstep,” the excitement in his tone was clear as day, regardless of how dark the environment around him was. “Let her go, you… You shit…” Fera yelled at him, struggling a little to find the suitable words to use on him, disgusted at the thought of such a peasant touching her sister. She had just been looking forward to catching Hurai in the thrills of pleasure and love with a hidden lover only to see her in the grasp of the wretched vampire in front of her

“The Lords envisioned ruling over every being, with the power from each Clans. That plot wasn’t successful after the accident; however, it affected the fate of our Princess who was taken to an orphanage,” What exactly was happening? Mum wasn’t my mum? Dad wasn’t my dad too? How… Just how… “Cithara,” Gasps resonated the room once more. “That is where she was raised all through her life.” The brilliant dark-skinned woman, directed her hands towards the jury. “The Death Goddess, mother of all vampires, paired our Princess to the Dark Prince.” More pants echoed the Sea instantly. “His name is Javier Vasco Zapetero,”

I shrugged my shoulders slowly. I looked at Arabella who looked thoughtful. "Have you ever heard a story about vampires?" His words made me frown in confusion. Why did he suddenly say that? I shook my head. "No, why?" "The story is the same as what you told me earlier. A shape-shifting vampire would be very scary. His eyes were fiery red, his hair grew long, fangs appeared in his mouth, and also… a pair of black wings on his back." Arabella told the story very clearly.

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

She tasted like alcohol and fruit, a heady sweetness. Finally, I broke the kiss. Her eyes widened as she tried to chase the kiss. An amused smile curled my lips as I caressed her moist lips. “Now that's a proper kiss,” I whispered. Her cheeks flushed, and she looked at me with amazement like I'd just done some magic. But then, her nose scrunched up as she sniffed lightly. “Wait.” Her brows furrowed. “You smell like—” She paused, then her eyes widened as she took a panicked step back. “You’re a vampire!”