Valentine The Vampire Novels & Stories

then another guy pointed my hand gripping Calvin's ones and said, " We would take good care of you, unlike your boyfriend. We would allow you to grip any part of us you'd like to hold." Calvin and his friends sneered over the comment and were about to get into a physical fight but were abruptly stopped by the most popular person in the school, Minerva Floquent. She walked exquisitely, waving her blonde hair and shrugging off a red velvet shiny scarf from her neck and throwing it over the neck of one of the college guys and tugging him towards her.

I asked and she nodded. " Blood of a victim. I had to inject it inside the apple. It's fun, you gotta try it." She said and I scoffed. That's totally weird. " Who's he? Her new boyfriend?" " He's a vampire, from a different coven." I said and took a sip from the wine. " Poor thing. A vampire took your girl." She said mockingly and laughed. Lydia crossed her legs and smirked at me. " Let's make out." She whispered, running her fingers up my arm.

But holding it in wasn't going to make her situation any better. "Damn it Khloe I'm not going to punish you for crying." I finally said. I guess that's all she needed to hear because the next thing I knew, she was burying her face in my chest, finally letting her feelings show. I just laid there, holding her there as she cried. Most Vampires don't understand the mentality of humans. They don't allow their pets to show emotions and then get bored of their pets because they act like emotionless zombies. They don't understand that forcing a human to suppress how their feeling is just setting them up for failure.

He drawls with a smug look on his deathly pale face. Anger sets my blood on fire. He ruined my life. He turned me into a vampire and now, he's looking all smug and content?! I begin to struggle against the restraints around my wrists and ankles because I desperately want to get my hands on him, dead one or not. "There's no use for that, new born-" "My name is Kang! Not new born!" I snap, clenching my fists. "Do you know why you're here?" One of the other males asks as he moves to my side with a syringe containing a sickly green liquid.

Feeling relieved, Valentine tried to hide her smile as she placed the ingredients to the boiling water inside the pot. “I wonder what this was… Mysterious lady in black dated the town’s youngest billionaire…” The way Delilah spoke the words made Valentine’s heart pound hard. Missy released and she walked over to Delilah to read the article seen in the phone. “… the lady in black was called Valentine Valencia, the name mentioned by the billionaire himself during his speech.” “You know you’re such a joker, D,” Valentine laughed nervously again. She covered the pot and turned herself around to walk to where the chair was. She sat down, looking at the opposite direction, avoiding her friends’ gr

I chuckle sadly. "Then p-please-… Please, don't hurt me," little Valerie begs. "I won't because you're going to meet a charismatic vampire and call him Charming. He's going to be your saviour, your brother. He's going to put you on a sugar rush, and you'll pretend you hate it, but deep down, you love it. You're going to see Eldora. The beauty behind the chaos. There's going to be a witch. She's going to take care of you and share her wisdom, heal your wounds."

"What? How could you?!" "True but I have been watching you." She looks at him and gathers her courage. "Let me go! NOW!" He steps away from her. "They don't have to know." "There is nothing for them to know. I don’t know why you’re here or why you are trying to hit on me… but you should stop now. I will not hesitate to push you out of this house. You clearly don't know what a bond is like for werewolves. They never ever cheat on their mates." Valerie walks out of the kitchen and up the stairs leaving Alex staring at her back as she quickly runs away to hide from him. What was his deal?

Thinking about it made her even madder. “I see! That vampire, huh… well, what have you decided? Marry him or not?” Alisson sighed, “I heard that the vampire prince is cruel. He is a ruthless killer who bears an ugly face.” Akira, who had just raised her brows, was confused about what Alisson meant to say. Ruthless? Yes. But ugly? From her taste, he would pass. But of course, she would never say that. Her pride wouldn't let her. Akira detests vampires.

In my right hand, a very expensive bottle of champagne, his favourite as well, which, I chuckled to myself, left me a little broke. I walked down the hallway of Montague tech, and then pressed the elevator button that would take me to the floor of my boyfriend's office. Today was Valentine's Day and I was going to propose to my boyfriend of three years. I know he was the one that was traditionally meant to propose to me, but he was pretty indecisive, and we had soulmate energy. Why wait any longer when we could tie the knot now? And knowing him, he'd be appreciative that I actually put my foot first, he'd say yes. We were too good together. I could feel it in my bones.

A bit of blood dripped onto Victoria’s gown. “Do your worst, false queen.” The disrespect sent Valentin back to a time long before he had been Headmaster of the Academy. When he had been a desperate and broken soldier, filled with grief and hate, fighting to survive. He reached for the scalpel. Victoria and Valentin had years of experience torturing vampires. They knew just the right ways to cut, to bring out pain and extend the inevitable. Their vampire captive should have given in long ago, but it was more stubborn, even in fear, than Valentin had given it credit for.