Twilight Saga Vampires Novels & Stories

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

"Look, I don't know what to think of you. Okay? Can we just skip to the part where the only thing that might start a conversation is you asking me to tilt my neck for you while you search for the best spot to bite into?" For a brief moment, he wore a pained expression before his eyes settled back to their usual color. Leaning forward, he crossed his legs, clasping his fingers around his raised knee. “I'm more than just a blood thirsty predator, love. I can have pretty normal conversations like any other person. In case you haven't noticed.” “Do you, now? I thought all vampires were mindless monsters?” she fired back with sarcasm dripping from her tone. He grinned. “You promised you'd do anyt

I whisper, hoping that I'll find them before it's too late for all of us. As I delve deeper into my research, my thoughts keep circling back to the dire situation outside my study's walls. Dante's insatiable hunger for power is driving us all down a treacherous path. His rapidly growing army of newly turned vampires is a testament to his recklessness. I know he believes it's a show of strength, a way to assert dominance among not only our kind, but the other supernaturals. He isn't seeing the bigger picture, and he is enfangering us almost as much as the twilight. The new vampires will need to feed, and when they do there won't be many people left alive.

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?

“I love you.” “I love you…” I whispered, barely audible, as I fell fast asleep. ….. Joseph’s POV The Heavenly Heart. The name was familiar, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a thing. I rubbed my face as I thought more about the Heavenly Heart. Tessa’s mother died protecting it; so, it must be important, especially for Vampires to want to possess such a thing. Vampires didn’t typically mess with witches because of what they could do. So, for there to be an entire war between witches and vampires, it must have been over something important.

With the moonlight, he looked like the stuff dreams were made of—my prince of the night. We kissed again, this time long and deep, before he let me go. He placed his helmet on and walked onto the battlefield with Andrew at his side. Andrew shifted beside him. They marched out as one so that all could see the werewolves and vampires could work together. The other werewolves shifted, and the vampires crouched, calling forth a blood rage. The battle began—werewolves and vampires dashing for the Ironfang pack. The Alpha shifted, his scar face visible even in wolf form. He charged Andrew and Sebastian. Sebastian sprinted for him, blade drawn, wanting revenge for my mother’s death. Two large black

KATERINA Just as I reached the next set of lockers, I froze, almost as though on instinct. My spine tingled the way it always did around unfamiliar vampires, and the scent of vampire invaded my nose, but this time ... there was something strange about it. Mixed with the sharp, pungent vampire scent was something unmistakably pleasant, almost resembling honey as well as spicy perfume. Slowly, I turned toward the lockers, totally unprepared for what stood in front me- or should I say who stood in front of me. The strangely pleasant-smelling vampire seemed to be observing me carefully as he peeked through his long, dark lashes and leaned against one of the lockers. He had a perfectly placed smu

I corrected myself. “You’re wrong. We aren’t mates. We can’t be mates. I am the undead. I am a vampire. I don’t even think I technically have a soul anymore, and if I did, it’s damned for opposing death and becoming this…” I gestured to myself. “Vampires have mates. The Silverclaw Deltas are a mated human and vampire. Byron and Shannon are mates. Caleb and Marianna are a mated pair of vampires. Princess Hana and Albert are mates.” Sage tried to make their counter.

Another case where the freewill of humans might be taken by werewolves is on the event where the human commits the offense of Intrusion or a case where sacrilege is committed by a human in the land of the werewolf which must fully be covered by proper investigations and proofs before the extinction of such human would take place. Now, the hard thing about increasing the number of vampires was that vampires of this age were biologically different from humans and also different from the vampires of the previous age. Biologically different in the sense that, unlike humans, vampires cannot procreate through sex. Yes, they have sex they just don't make babies from the act, it took more than that

“If this is the way it’s going to be, it will be one very long pregnancy.” Gwendoline laughed as she helped pry the heart from my grip. The one thing I didn’t know -and Luthias forgot during his overprotective coddling- was that when a vampire’s heart stopped beating it would attach itself to anything warm in an attempt to rejuvenate itself. My hand provided plenty of warmth. “The lass has a point,” she said with pleasure and amusement as she tossed the heart away. She’s surprisingly tough. We might do well to consider her part of the team instead of a child needing protection.”