The Vampire's Bride Novels & Stories

"I would humbly wait for your presence my lord" A vampire with dark blue eyes and short red hair spoke as he gave a small card as small as a business card of dark red color with two names on it. Zagur weds wadu. The first vampire wedding that I heard of. It is not weird for a vampire to develop feelings for another, but this is kind of a unique wedding because the bride is a werewolf.

The vampire and his bride part 1 Aurora's heart pounded in her chest as the maids guided her down the dimly lit corridors of the castle. The flickering candlelight cast eerie shadows on the ancient stone walls, creating an almost otherworldly atmosphere that sent shivers down her spine. She could hardly believe the events that had led to this moment. Just hours ago, she had stood beside Lucian in a ceremony that seemed like a surreal dream, her vows mingling with his in a union that felt both fated and fantastical. The memory of the ritual still clung to her, the scent of incense and the murmur of incantations echoing in her mind.

Intro: The Viking Bride tells the story of Brynja, a fiercely independent woman, and Ulfrik, a brutal yet enigmatic Viking chieftain. After her village is raided, Brynja is taken as Ulfrik's captive and declared his bride, her life irrevocably changed by the warlord's claim.

But I was trying not to look at her red curls. I was looking at the bride. What a gorgeous sight, really. I knew she was a vampire; I could see her real appearance, yet despite that, she took my breath away. A white veil, lacy flowers on her golden hair...she was radiating temptation with her every move, and nobody could escape. Even the holy thrall was affected, judging by how much time he spent trying to pull his robe forward. And she knew that, the bitch. “Do you, Daughter of Light, take this man...”

I stopped turning, staring at the nearest portrait—a young woman with red hair and freckles, maybe twenty years old, smiling like she'd just heard a good joke. "Her name was Brigid," Alexander said quietly. "She was nineteen. A farmer's daughter. I was three years into my existence as a vampire, still under Elisabeta's control. She sent me to her village to..." He stopped, jaw tight. "To feed. To kill. To prove I was hers." I couldn't speak. Could only stare at Brigid's smiling face.

I mumble. Viki lifts her book so I can see the title—The Vampire Prince’s Bride. “I heard that vampires like to bite when they fuck, making the female have a cosmic orgasm. Maybe you need to find your own vampire. And you don’t even have to leave the pack. There is one living here.” I snort. “I think I will stay away from males for a very long time.” All my life, if that is possible. Viki shrugs. “You don’t know what you are missing.”

She knows how to arouse a werewolf, and it is working so damn well for the Alpha. He groaned, parting his lips away from her and sucking the blood from her neck. "You will be my bride wether you like it or not."

Giggles and teasing smiles were passed toward Lenora and Adira. "And this year many women found their mates. And I believe many vampire women got married too, right?" Serene asked as she looked at the Vampire woman as if asking them to correct her. When she got the positive answer she nodded her head and continued with her speech. "They all will share their first night experiences with the new brides," Serene said with a teasing smirk. "Since… women from our in-law side are new and don't know how to do it… we shall start. That way they won't feel shy after we are done telling our experiences," Serene said with a mischievous.

“She’s weak—but not only from the blood you’ve taken. It’s strange. I’ve never seen anything like it, but I believe she is with child. Pregnant with a pure-born vampire—not a hybrid.” Adrian stares at me with a mixture of pain and rage, as though I had stolen something precious from him. His fists clench, like he wants to strike me, but he holds back. Marian’s face registers pure shock. My parents show joy; my brothers, surprise. A timid smile tugs at my lips—I can hardly believe the news. Pregnant. So soon. “Healer, but we’ve only just begun mating. How can she already be…?” I ask, bewildered.

She seemed to be struggling to comprehend what I had told her. "This is not good, this is very bad, very bad," Aunt Aurora said, her voice low and trembling. "Your mother will never accept a vampire as your mate, and vampires are known for being possessive and obsessive, witches do not get along with them. This will only lead to conflict, possibly even war!". "But I'm not even sure he's my mate," I said, shaking my head. "I don't feel any kind of bond between us." “It doesn’t matter now Amelia! As long as he already called you his mate! You already belong to him!”.