Twilight Blonde Vampire Novels & Stories

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

Melia stopped spinning her, and Helena stood still, with Melia staring at her furiously. "Listen to this, you promiscuous blonde," she said, not holding back, and everyone who saw her opened their mouths slightly at those words. "This damn snow-haired imbecile is mine, only mine," she emphasized with possession. "No one touches him, no one hugs him by the neck, no one gets close to him, except me. Everything..." she trailed off. "Everything you see, everything that makes him up, is mine, got it?" Helena nodded frantically, unable to articulate, as doing so would probably make the chocolate cookies made by Za come out of her stomach in liquid form.

Every line of his sculpted physique seemed to exude power, making it clear that he was a force to be reckoned with. His bright blue eyes held an intensity that captivated me, drawing me into their depths. They sparkled with a hidden depth, hinting at centuries of experience and wisdom. This vampire was truly magical. The contrast of his dark blonde hair against his pale complexion added to his allure, accentuating his features and enhancing the charm that emanated from him. I couldn't deny the magnetic pull that Prince Damon possessed, a combination of his physical presence, his royal lineage, and the enigmatic allure that seemed to surround him. Anyone would be drawn to his charming persona

Not in near future. “Please..." I pleaded, feeling more desperate and scared at the thought that he might feed on me if I fall asleep. “Rest.” he ignored my pleading, fixating his ice blue eyes into my brown ones and I sighed in defeat. I know better than to argue with a vampire. A sob escaped through my lips before my eyelids finally gave in as I drifted off into a deep sleep. *5 days later*

Outside, the wind stirred the trees. From the shadows, the vampire watched. Her blonde hair was still perfectly straight, not a strand out of place. Her red eyes focused on the cabin that now housed the blood that she wanted... No, needed. A faint smile played on her bloodstained lips. "There are two of them," the vampire murmured. "But no matter. I just need one of them for the spell to work."

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”

Protected. But the blonde and bronzed male only laughed in return, lightly shaking his head. "My, how brutal you've become, Nyktos. I cannot say that vampirism suits you," he commented, simply having another sip of his drink. "Don't you agree with this, miss...?" His blonde brow slightly rose upon finding her gaze again, making her realize that he was actually talking to her now, and that he had just subtly requested for her name. "Diana. My name is Diana Rose and no, I do not agree," she immediately blurted out before she could even try and stop herself, mentally slapping herself for even answering to him. Damned be her meek and polite nature. This guy deserved anything but!

Dozens of vampires got out, led by an elegant, blond-haired man. "Give us the girl, wolf," the blond man purred, his voice dripping with ancient malice. "She's the only one we're interested in."

I can't see any blood other than the wolf's blood but I can smell vampire blood, I look around trying to find any sign when the smell of eucalyptus and peppermint hits me hard, Nova is going crazy screaming one word over and over "MATE!!!" I turn, looking around the clearing for the source of the alluring smell, until my eyes fall on the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. he is at least a foot taller than me, dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes. He is in a black polo shirt, black pants and boots, he is quite intimidating especially when he is just standing there staring.

Adrian mumbled asking Alexis to stay calm. Alexis slowly nodded her head. “I promise to stay calm, Adrian. Just tell me.... it won't be a problem for me tho...” Alexis mumbled promisingly there. Adrian slowly drew closer to Alexis. Then stretched out his right palm to hold Alexis's palm there. “Alexandra was the first woman in my past, Alexis… her full name is Alexandra H. Wilson, the first woman to become a vampire hunter in 1840. I met Alexandra in 1838. She was a brave, friendly woman, and also beautiful. When we first met, she even knew that I was actually a vampire. But she didn't kill me, she protected me. At that time, I was still a vampire who was angry with the world. You could say,