Vamp Novela Novels & Stories

"Oh my gosh. She never came back." "What?" Erling leaned forward. "Who was this?" "The old lady who stole a bottle of Chocolood. She left with a guard to go the restroom and never came back." "Och, this is bad." Erling stood and removed a cell phone from his sporran. "Perhaps she was ill and went home," Elizabeth suggested. Aya doubted that. "Can vampires even get sick?" "Yes, if they drink infected blood." Elizabeth stabbed at her salad with a fork. "And the new Fusion Cuisine doesn't set well with all of them."

She'd attack me with her fangs and pointed nails and she wouldn't wait a second to drink my blood and he started the car. "Oh! Come on dad. It was your plan. You told me yesterday that you got bored of eating mum's cooked food.She already drinks your blood everyday by scaring you like an angry bird. Anyways, if she is a vampire then you are also the leader of your pack and your brave daughter is always with you." She gave a high-five to her dad. "Wait, wait. You said my brave daughter. Where is my brave daughter? " He asked and turned back to see.

Why else would we have this festivity in her name? I traveled the usual way. Just like any human would, by plane. Although, I could easily teleport, teleportation is one of the perks of being a vampire with noble blood.And only the purebloods can do that. However, I like to travel in style and also, I just had my passport and Visa done by a fellow vampire. I like to travel in style, so, of course, I took the first class and slept through out the flight. When I reached the airport, I saw how hard it was to get a cab, so I went back inside with the little hand carry luggage I have, mostly a prop--and teleported in the ladies’ room. In the blink of the eye I was in the magnificent hallway of ou

My eyes widened-he'd said it loud enough for others to hear. He caught my reaction and scoffed lightly. "Relax. Everyone here is one of us. You'd know that if you were fully transitioned." I let out a quiet breath and slid into the seat across from him. "Is this your place?" I asked, glancing around the cozy shop. He nodded. "Yeah. Vampires only really drink three things, blood, alcohol, and coffee. I figured I'd give them a place to enjoy at least one of those in peace. And talk."

I close the door, lean back against it, my body trembling, breath coming shallow and fast as dread blooms deep in my chest. I heard every word. My hands shake as I rush to my bedside drawer, fingers fumbling for Betty’s phone. One word echoes relentlessly in my mind as I type it into the search bar. Sanguinari. The result appears almost immediately. And as I read, all the blood drains from my face. Because, there stark and unforgiving on the screen, I understand at last. Alexander Matesson is a vampire.

Until one day, while sitting in the corner of a banquet, I overheard them talking about the north. The northern vampire nobles had suddenly grown rich. A young female vampire had opened new trade routes. She had secured deals of a scale no one had ever dared imagine. Elena. It had to be her. In that instant, all my illusions finally vanished. I was going to find her.

He stood over me, all raw power and dangerous. I whimpered when I bumped my arm, and he knelt closer to me. He was on all fours, hovering over me. My bones were quickly healing, and I was ready to shove him away. His face was an inch away from mine now, fangs out and hissing. I didn’t know what to do. I had never seen a vampire like this before. He lowered his head and scented my neck. I trembled with fear and anticipation for what I didn’t know.

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?

The look in his eyes is completely replaced by that of a bloodthirsty predator. “Lorcan!” Fear as well as excitement engulf me. He is a freaking vampire. His eyes reveal everything. “Move Verena Layton.” He growls, his fangs growing. “Please. Please move out of my sight. I beg you.” “You are a…” I pause. “...vampire.” “YES, I AM A FUDGING VAMPIRE!” He growls, his voice strained with self-control. “GO AWAY BEFORE I DRAIN YOU!”