Twilight Dad Vampire Novels & Stories

Dad stayed silent for a beat before finally saying, "I can't contact your mom either." A sharp pain shot through my chest, as if someone was trying to rip my heart out. I glanced at Dad, and I could see he felt it too. "What are you doing?" I shot at the rogue. "Me? Just chatting with you, oh my king," he mocked, his grin all wicked. From the corner of my eye, I saw Vladimir signaling to two of his men. They discreetly slipped away. I felt a flicker of relief; at least the vampires were on our side. I had learned that there was much they could teach us.

I told him about my doubts without any hesitation while ascending the tree with Nathan. “Don’t be reckless, Adolphus. Stay hidden and watch what they exactly want to do. I am not sure about a mole among us, but if they have gotten the information already, they will come well planned, but if not, then you will have your chance to catch them. I am sending a troop to help you catch the vampires. Prince Sylvester is only twenty minutes away from the Light Shadow Pack.” Dad instructed me with a serious voice. “Yes, Dad.” I replied in a firm voice and slowly moved the leaves that were in front of my face to the side.

Maybe his guess was right, and that’s why my dad can’t be with me or why my mom refused to talk about him. More tears fell from my eyes. "Skylight," Raven whispered, cupping my face. His thumb stroked my cheek as if he was trying to erase the pain. "Nothing has happened to your dad… just be positive, okay?" "Do… do you think my dad is a vampire?" I whispered. Raven went silent for a beat. He withdrew his hand slowly, then admitted, "I suppose. My father’s a heartless bastard who believes vampires should never mix with humans."

My Dad called. My Paps beamed, wiggling excitedly in his seat. “We’re in here,” he called back. My Dad bustled into the living room, breathing heavily. He was clutching an empty re-usable shopping bag, and Paps frowned at it. “You didn’t get any dessert?” He asked, tutting. “No, I –“ my Paps’s eyes darted wildly around the room. He paused, stumbling against the doorframe and trying to catch his breath. “There’s been another vampire attack.”

Everyone had gone their separate ways, into the New world, there my dad met a Mortal being, a dweller of Earth Realm, her name was Katherine, their bond had grew stronger together, she showed my dad many places, they shared their secrets with each other, dad's own was that he was a vampire, and he was sent to the New world for a test, while her's was that she was an assassin, together with her gang, they assassinate Government officials or fellow Citizens for money being payed by people who wanted them dead, she had given her life to Christ and had become a reporter My dad narrated everything he new about Transylvania to her, as at then, my dad was married to a werewolf (my mom) and I was

Mark and Josh swiftly hopped out of the car and Kevin, Denver, and Dave followed. Porter who saw the vampire crippled, swiftly ran and bit the vampire’s neck. When I saw my Dad not moving, I immediately strode towards him. “Dad, are you okay?” He raised his right arm full of blood. His body started getting pale and his body produced heavy sweat profusely. Unbeknownst, he got ripped out by one of the vampires while fighting back. “No… no…, please, Dad. Stay with us. Stay with us. Please don’t.” I breathed heavily and shifted back to human.

He looked the same if you asked me which was odd because if he died, his veins should turn purple. "No he isn't," I replied after observing him for a while. I then turned back around to face my father. Only to find him still asleep. This was odd because vampires are generally light sleepers. And with the way Damien was crying, Dad should have woken up by now. I then went closer to him and gently nudged him in hopes of waking him up. I pushed him gently on the arm. I was a bit surprised with the fact that my dad who was all muscle was so malnourished. I could feel his bones as I used my hand to nudge him. He was not eating or moving all this time. Which is why he was still asleep. He was too

An undead dad wouldn't be all that different. I heard Mom cry out as the vampire magic descended swiftly and dove deep inside my father. Dad's back arched, mouth opening wide. White light beamed out of his eyes, from between his parted lips, seemed to shine from every pore. The whole room glowed with pure white radiance, the two vampires pouring their power into my father's husk of a body. There was no fading, no soft retreat for the light. It snapped off as if someone hit a switch. I blinked, fighting for my sight through the flashes ruining my night vision. By the time I could see clearly, it was over.

Dad asked. " I don't know. Something's wrong. He sent me a message that he's visiting his vampire coven and he's gonna be back. He hasn't returned and his phone is not going through." " What ? That's bad news." Dad said, picking up his phone. " Who are you calling?" I asked. " Aiden." Dad said. " It's not connected." " I got chased by vampires today. They wanted to kill me and Sharron. They threatened my life and the baby." I said.

“Dad,” Liam whispered into the silence. “You’ve gotta start talking. Please.” Liam’s father inhaled. He stared at his son for a moment, then sighed. “Well, you never believed me before, so I didn’t feel the need to keep pressing the issue-” “Well, I believe you now!” Liam cried. “I was attacked by a vampire, dad! One of them killed MOM!” His father shushed him immediately. “Liam, hush! Do you want to get admitted to the psych ward!?”