True Blood Vampire Eric Novels & Stories

She frowned and then took another drink of her beer. “I bet that you spent your days making voodoo dolls of the Lycan Kings and Queens and stick pins in them!” This came from Eric who also worked in the kitchen. He had a darkness to him and had a rather interesting taste in dark humour. He was funny most of the time but somehow managed to take some of his jokes a little too far.

Eric hesitated for a second as Dante leaped and landed on the back of the truck, his hand reached for Eric's throat. Morgan saw it on the rearview mirror and turned the wheel hard to the left, to shake him loose but Dante was too quick. He pulled Eric out of the window of the truck with one swing and with a loud scream, Eric was thrown out of the truck. His body crashed against a mahogany tree, breaking his bones as a group of rogues surrounded him. His scream and pleas were drowned in growls and snarls as the rogues feasted on his blood. Eric was gone.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”

saying he wiped the blood from her forehead, she smiled at his loving words and actions. “now tell me, are you okay? Your eyes… they didn’t look normal” she asked and he released a sigh. They both took their swords and fought the vampires that jumped before them to attack. “my mom talked to me using telepathy, one of her powers “ he said and she looked at him with wide eyes as she stabbed in the heart of the vampire. Eric chuckled seeing her reaction feeling it cute. He pulled the sword out of the other vampire’s heart and snapped his fingers to burn them into ashes.

For the past two hours, he had massacred 25 vampires on his rampage and the remaining he had seen had fled into the bushes. ‘If only I can get my hands on the one creating these demons, these will be a lot easier.’ He thought as he parted the bushes with one hand, The other holding tightly to his gun. A strange sight aroused his curiosity as he saw a fallen figure from afar. He quickly rushed to the figure and saw that it was a deadman. Examining his body, Eric discovered that it hadn’t been long he was killed as his body hadn’t turned pale. His eyes were still open and there was blood seeping out from his neck. ‘May his soul rest in peace.’ Eric sighed as he closed the eyes of the man.

When they reached the table, they both bowed. “My Lord, grant me leave to murder him,” Axel gritted out. I stared at him, nearly losing my calm facade. Axel was usually the most collected of men. He acted on logic, and I was certain he knew that slaying Silas now would end poorly; I would be the primary suspect. “What occurred?” I asked gently. Axel looked to his mate and ushered her to sit. Her stomach was swollen, reminding me that Vera was with child. Vampires do not procreate easily, so it was a great joy when we discovered her pregnancy.

Eric’s eyes were wide open and lifeless as he stared into space. “ Raven !” “ Raven l “ it was Zander . I swallowed hard as I glanced in the direction he was approaching from. “ Are you fine?” he quickly inspected me from head to toe even when I gave a curt nod to his question. “Thank goodness you are fine.” When he was satisfied, he turned his stare at the lifeless body on the floor … “Who is this? And who killed him?” "Why does he look familiar?” “He is Eric, my stepbrother, and I-I-I killed him,” I replied. His mere name left a bitter taste in my mouth.

I said load into the garden. A chuckle behind me makes me whirl around. Eric stands there, looking far too amused at my outburst. "Sorry about that," he says, though his grin suggests he's not sorry at all. "I forget how humans get weird about these things." I glare at him, crossing my arms. "I'm not being weird. You just announced to my dad that his daughter needs to have sex with someone she barely knows." Eric shrugs, leaning against a stone pillar. "Werewolves are more practical about mating. It's biology, not scandal."

I broke the silence “Thank you for letting me know and for the warning. Is there anything else that you know about him that you could tell me? I’m sure any details would help.” Eric looked at me more closely this time. He looked a bit lost this time in his gaze. “You know, you’re really pretty,” he said. He’s got the same creepy stare starting as the man from the impound lot and gas station had. Is this some weird vampire juju? Did it make people notice me? “Thank you Eric, but I really need to –” I started. Before I could finish, Eric decided it was still his turn to speak.