Tres Vampires Novels & Stories

a languid, velvety voice tickled Tristan’s ear with its breath. The high vampire sat on a throne-chair, looking at his brothers standing in the hall with an attentive gaze. Thin female arms wrapped around his shoulders, pressing him to his right side. The cooing whisper caused a sweet shiver in the surrounding vampire youths. William couldn't help but winced. Genevieve had no shame at all. However, they looked beautiful: long-legged, slender Tantario with blue eyes like the summer sky and light wheat hair - and a young vampire, flexible, like a cat, with blood-red hair, elastic curls flowing down her back, and with a dark, flaming look , in which an orange light sparkled. Ice and fire…

I tightened my grip on Celeste's hand, silently promising her that we would face whatever consequences awaited us together. "You dare defy the sacred laws that govern our kind?" his voice thundered, reverberating through the chamber. "This love between vampire and human is an abomination that cannot be tolerated." Celeste's voice quivered, a delicate balance of defiance and pleading. "Our love is real, forged through shared experiences and a connection that transcends our differences. It may defy your laws, but it is pure and true." The vampire elder's eyes narrowed, his face contorted with rage. "Pure and true? Love is but a weakness, a vulnerability that can be exploited. Your actions thre

Elsa said with confidence, then followed behind Cassie. “Right, you next little bro...” “Ahhh help. Tyler…. Tristan…!” We heard screams and yelps from the three girls. I shot around to look across the river. “Vampires!” I snarled. There were four of them, Elsa was being circled by two of them. One male and one female. She was snarling and lunging at them, but they were just too fast for her to bite. They were teasing and mocking her as they easily evaded her. Jessie and Cassie where tail to tail holding off another two male vamps, they were faster and more confident than Elsa, and bored quickly of the dance that the vampires were doing.

she announced to Harry. Consequently, all stopped walking when only ten steps separated them. The three vampires were dressed entirely in black. They all wore long-sleeved shirts and pants and a thick hoop earring in each ear. A crest shaped like an inverted tower had been stamped on them. Their shoes, full of mud, testified to the long walk through the woods they had had to make to get here. The three men had brown hair, and by the scarlet pupils they had, Emmanuelle did not doubt that they must be hungry.

He knew that she was stubborn and wouldn’t listen to his warnings. “So, you’re a werewolf?” He nods, smiling at her. “What happened to that man?” “The vampire? Someone else sorted it while I checked you were okay.” She’s satisfied with that. He gave her the answer she needed, he told her that he had killed Dan, but part of her still feels like he’s alive somewhere, somehow. “So, vampires can’t come out during the day?” “Yes and no. There are three types of vampires, Olivia: Ceprimora, Morgelantous, and Monventla.”

Third Person In the heart of the supernatural tempest, Chastity faced Dylan, the vampire elder, whose powers transcended the ordinary. The air cracked with the collision of their energies, each a formidable force vying for dominance. Chastity, her Lycan instincts honed by centuries of survival, met Dylan's malevolence with a grace that belied her deadly prowess.

Van must have been very confident in the abilities of the individuals she placed on this team as their task would not be easy. As Ward had explained it, Dracula had a lair beneath the castle where he held three temptress Vampires. They were extremely dangerous assassins who had the ability to manipulate their opponents, particularly those of the male variety. Van offered no explanation for why she had chosen this particular group, but Ward assured them it was purposeful. Perhaps she knew they were the least likely to be distracted by the sirens’ beauty.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

I smiled through my tears “Those sparks were the only way I used to know that I was in Dominic’s arms instead of either Angus’s or Leo’s.” I gasp “Your Highness!” I bow in respect. “Relax Tina, please call me Seraphina or Sera. I have gotten closer to Theodore in the last few years and Scarlett is right. The only way he will worry about your past is if you are. The thing with these vampires is that they are just like werewolves. They are possessive, jealous and extremely protective, but the one thing they are not, and that is takers. They never take anything that we are not willing to give them freely.” I notice she looks at Scarlett as she says this.

"Tige! I'm in trouble. I need you." "Frank, Tony, Keada, Cyrene, Kaniji—to my home! We're being attacked!" The air in the room seemed to thicken. Anyone with a sense of the supernatural could tell that something huge was about to happen. Before their eyes, Vampires began to appear. They dotted the room out of nowhere. Julie was first and didn't have to ask any questions. The sight of the roomful of werewolves was self-explanatory. Ran was a step behind her along with both of their Vampire assistants. They all stared at the werewolves, who were busy turning here and there trying to protect themselves on all sides from attack.