Transylvania Romania Vampires Novels & Stories

The girl twitched a little in his arms, barely able to hold her head as she pulled back to look up at him. "I...uh..." His brows knitted together, curiously peering down at her as he observed that conflicted look on her face. That mild blush in her cheeks. "What is it?" She hesitated for a moment, nervously biting her lower lip as she stared up at him from beneath those half-closed eyelids. "I-Is it possible for me to get pregnant now?" He smiled, "Nope. Humans are not made for procreation with vampires. Vampire semen is way too strong for a human egg. It will destroy it before it could fertilize it," he explained, earning himself a rather odd look from her.

It's already dark when he receives a text message from Eliz saying that she's in a nightclub and drunk already. Feeling worried, Vlahdy gets up and gets out but as he reached the door he saw five vampires like him who once lived in the mountain that was been burned. They're just in front of him. He looks at them but couldn't find Ranz. Suddenly they start attacking Vlahdy while they are transforming into vampires. Vlahdy never fights back. He got a wound on his back and blood starts to flow from it but the five vampires never stop. "Stop!" an angry voice was suddenly heard.

I snatched a toast from Cassie's plate before dashing out the house. "Bye" I said and rushed out the house. I lived amongst werewolves, which mean I stayed for from the human world. Obviously the human's had no idea we existed. They all think we are a myth or something. There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us.

He ignored Gard's questions, turning to look back at Dante. "Where did you start hearing the first whispers of commonality, Dante? Wherever that was, that is likely going to be closest to the nest of whatever viper we have among us." "Romania." Gard stiffened, his expression turning thoughtful as he gazed off into the distance. "You're sure?" he finally asked. "Yes," Dante answered, watching the redheaded vampire extend a hand towards his mate. Rayne took it without question, allowing him to pull her up to her feet. "You suspect something?" she queried, her expression expectant.

"And unexplained Neratomay deaths?" On that I hesitated. "None that I'd describe as unexplained." Malarias stared at me. "A vampire not five years turned did not properly secure his home," I continued. "Sleep took him while in the living room of his house. A human opened the door, and he never woke again. Two others died in a sanctioned battle, and Tyler was sent to handle two others."

, he wanted to live, and not every go through any of this again. He said he thought to himself how he wanted the King to just stop fighting and relax so he could drain him of his life source and fully enjoy all of it. He said that is what happened. He overtook the King and killed him. He was drained completely, and when Dominic was done, he took the torch next to him that lit the dungeon around him and lit the King on fire. He went to ash and was no more. He then persuaded the guards to leave their post and leave to their families. He found his way to the King’s room, cleaned up, dressed, and ventured out. He released all the guards and commanded them to rejoin their families. He killed the

In response to the ascension, the faithful Lycans split into strategic pairs to protect key points of risk. Locations where cultists, vampires, and traitors were organizing to prevent the Goddess’s return. Each guardian carried not only strength, but the certainty that Susan Morrigan would return. ROMANIA – CARPATHIAN MOUNTAINS Sasha Volkov and Ivan Volkov observed the ruins of an ancient monastery where remaining vampires performed dark rituals. “Do you think they’re trying to seal the ethereal plane again?” Sasha asked, growling.

I turned toward the window, but nothing was there. Still, my wolf lifted his head. “She’s close.” I let the breath I’d been holding escape. “Then let her watch,” I murmured. “Let her see what I become when I stop waiting.” I turned back to the map, picked up the red marker, and drew a circle around the heart of Valentina’s network. Transylvania. Bathory estate. The birthplace of her curse. My hand didn’t shake. “She wants a war,” I said. “Let’s give her one.”

When you have chocolate, it doesn't keep the neighbors awake. 20. With chocolate, size doesn't matter. A Dracula Story Two nuns, Sister Marilyn and Sister Helen, are traveling through Europe in their car. They get to Transylvania and are stopped at a traffic light. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a diminutive Dracula jumps onto the hood of the car and hisses through the windshield. "Quick, quick!" shouts Sister Marilyn. "What shall we do?" "Turn the windshield wipers on. That will get rid of the abomination," says Sister Helen.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.