Vamp Kitty Novels & Stories

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

From that day, Lycans were hostile towards Vampires. Well, most of the time they were not pleasant and cool headed persons to bond with but still they treated other kinds with a flicker of humanity. It was better to stay away from them but the roaring monster outside was none other than a Lycan, a free ticket to the painful death. Despite of all the training she got in school, Charlotte was unable to vanish in the air. She peeped through the curtain and saw a horrifed Vampire Lord, trembling with fear. “Please don’t report it to Alpha King. This is our only entertainment.”

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

***** Katerina's pov Tomorrow is my 18th birthday is the day that I may get to meet my mate. Hopefully, he's from a visiting pack and can take me away from here. I get up and get ready for my morning of preparing breakfast for everyone. I take my time getting ready because I always get up before everyone so I know I have time. Its hard to get ready quickly with my ribs broke and the bruises. After I am dressed I walk to the kitchen and start making breakfast. I hear a foot step behind me and before I get the chance to see who walked in Ryder throws me to the ground. He informs me that the alpha and beta of the black wolf back will be here today.

Her cold eyes showed hatred far beyond what her teenage years should. "I've fucked you all, and if you think killing me will give you a sense of pride, you're wrong. You will always be whores." Zenya ignored him and called for Vorlyk. Amy appeared with the other vampire. She held the lock's key. Vorlyk flashed into the cage and held the cat while Amy unlocked and then opened the door. They followed Vorlyk upstairs while his hand covered the cat's mouth, not letting him speak. The rest of Nicolas's clan and the wolves from Marcus's waited silently.

Power he was going to cultivate for six months, he got it within how many minutes. “Y_ You are a vampire! You are a vampire!!” Kate's voice drew his attention. He looked at her, with no other option. He strikes her neck, making her fall down. Dead or alive no one knows.

“I will have to get the outfit first. Little Kitten already picked a color, and I just have to bring the outfits here and pick her up.” “You better not let her run all the way from the pack or that place in a gown.” “I wouldn't, like werewolves have derewolves. We also have vampbats and vamphorses. Father, the vampire clan is more developed than the werewolves.” Bartram scoffed. “Impossible.” Luna was more concerned about the animals that he spoke about. “Does the vampbat fly?” She inquired with curious eyes.

I say. I probably shouldn’t be making suggestions and giving advice on stuff I have absolutely no idea about, but c’mon. It’s obvious. “You’re imagining things,” Kitty says. “Besides, he’s not my type.” “What is your type?” I ask, picturing Damon from The Vampire Diaries or some exquisitely chiseled fashion model in a men’s fragrance advert. “Clean cut,” Kitty says. “Polo shirts. Suits. Country club. Not artsy grunge. And not so… so… annoying.”

“You need to find out.” “I will.” I kept my eyes on her for a moment to make sure she understood the importance of her task. Katarina made her lower her head in submission, knowing that as a vampire, I was faster, stronger, and just all around more predator than the shifters around me. Even though she was my best friend and knew I would never hurt her, she still wasn’t about to risk being on the receiving end of my wrath. I turned back to the window to watch the man’s grubby fingers push a whole chicken wing into his mouth before pulling out just the bones a few seconds later.

The tranquil setting vanished, replaced by a scene of vulnerability as I lay upon the bed, a chilling knife positioned menacingly against my throat. Hovering above me, her presence filled with malicious intent, was Lady Catherine, her sharp dagger poised to rend my flesh apart with a single swift motion. As her menacing gaze fixed upon me, my eyes widened in disbelief. Lady Catherine's once-normal features seemed to distort, her fangs elongating into the hungered visage of the most voracious vampire I had ever encountered. Within mere seconds, the room was infiltrated by the arrival of two shadowy figures, their hands gripping indistinct sharp objects, rendered blurry by the veil of darkness