Touhou Vampire Novels & Stories

“But the Lydo I know won’t think of killing me.” “No Zuka, that Lydo is dead!” Zuka tilted backward on his heel. “Don’t hate me for your death.” Vampire possesses a fit of rage known as ‘vampiric rage’ – that is way beyond ‘wolf rage.’ Vampires’ anger can be triggered in many ways and the result is the destruction of the person that triggered it. No one wants to piss off a vampire. Pissing off a dead vampire is no way to go either.

But knowing herself, she, of course, slapped herself from getting turned on and focused on saving her mate - or maybe not. “...not even your filthy dick can do something about it.” Vladimir finished his words as she suddenly showed up in front of the vampire. He grabbed its hardened dick before ripping it off his body with his bare hands. The vampire whined in pain and fell onto its knees and Vladimir did not hesitate on chopping its head over with one slash of his hand. He dropped what he ripped off from its body before licking the blood that was running down from his hand. He smirked which made Tosh to quivered in fear.

" I call on the ancestors of the dark ,I bring to you 50 soulless beings . I bring to you 50 vampires who want your blessing of enhancement . make them faster, brutal ,stronger than any vampire kind in existence " fuya yelled lifting the bowl up and instantly the bowl caught fire and she smile and slowly brought down her hand .the disappeared and she smile while Maeve frown wondering what she just did ,fuya handed the bowl to the first female vampire in transition " drink and pass it round to he others " she said and the female vampire collected it she took a quick sip , the vampire sipped one after the other despite it wasn't enough to satisfy their hunger they still managed . fuya turn a

As the moon hung high in the night sky, Usopp, the malevolent vampire leader, reveled in the success of their ruthless assault. Amidst the chilling silence that followed, Usopp stood tall, his eyes gleaming with a sinister satisfaction. The town's transformation into a breeding ground for vampires had been swift and efficient, with almost hundreds of newly turned creatures now under Usopp's command. His laughter, sharp and cruel, cut through the night as he addressed his vampiric comrades. "Well done, my brethren! Tonight, we have not only claimed this town but bolstered our ranks with warriors ready to fight against the werewolves when the time comes. The scent of bloodshed lingers in the a

He meaningfully smiled like he already knew what my last line was, “They’re on it, my lady. As soon as I summon my staff, they’ll be finished with readying the horses and they’ll set off to seek for the rogue vampires…” I cut him before he even finished his sentence, “Tell them to wait, Mr. Tanaka. We need to know from Viktor first what kind of rogue vampire pack that we’re dealing with. It’s definitely rare for rogue vampires attacked in a pack. Or they finally evolved and can think better. It’ll be a disaster if that were the fact.”

His green eyes landed on me and a snarl broke from deep within him. "You want to play now little bitch," he growled forcefully and reached out for my ankle. I pulled it back, making him grab air. The only way to kill a vampire is to remove his heart or head, I think and look for an opportunity. My talons extended to their full length and I gouged them into his gut, unfortunately he caught me too. I coughed up blood and pushed my hand up into his chest cavity trying to locate his beating organ. I looked up at his face and he was grinning happily like a Cheshire cat.

Apparently, last-night-me had decided we were now writing about vampires. Specifically, a vampire falling in love with a woman hunted by his kind. She was brave. He was tortured. There was a scene where he saved her from a rogue and then watched her sleep while battling his own thirst. I skimmed through it, cheeks heating. It was good. Embarrassingly good. And clearly inspired by a certain brooding neighbor who refused to stay out of my subconscious.

Vanessa smirked as she saw those four vampires fight amongst each other. Alexander was monitoring Becca and his surroundings carefully when a two-hundred-year-old vampire named Benedict appeared in front of him. “Ugh, not you,” Alexander groaned as Benedict has always managed to piss him off just with his annoying face while the words that spilled out of his mouth were even more annoying.

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

I watched Aiday's eyes grow wide, she looked at me, and smiled lightly, "Before I tell you my answer, I need to confess something to you." I got scared for a moment and stood up, ready to hear what she had to say, "I found my mate." My heart crumpled, but she didn't stop, "He's tall, bright blue eyes, dark hair, kind hearted," this woman is torturing me, I thought, "and he's a vampire." I paused when I heard that, "What?" I asked, and she nodded, "I'm your…"