Vamp Vampire Novels & Stories

I reached the table in a few short moments, dropping back into a bow; I did not want to anger these creatures, not if I could help it. “Do you know who we are, witch?” Said the second male vampire and I could tell that he was much younger than the first, his English accent less prominent in his voice. The second male had the same raven hair as the first, though his reached the apex of his back; a similar central parting but without the shortness as the sides. He was as slim as the first, with piercing amber eyes much like that of the older vampire; his stance on witches clear to be nothing other than distain, especially towards me. He wore a full black suit with a crimson red mantle that cov

UNKNOWN POV I am washing my face and having a drink from a lake when I get the strong feeling I'm being watched as I turn I see a vampire coming straight at me, I snear knowing I'm not your average wolf, and I can easily take him. As he gets to me I grab him and throw him into the water, my flight or fight response is surprising me as it usually tells me not to fight but not this time. The vampire comes for me again and I let Kylo take control shifting into my wolf. Kylo snaps at him, missing him by centimetres as he hits Kylo in the side "he's not a regular vampire Ky he has no scent be careful" I tell him as he lunges for the vampire again, suddenly a knife comes seemingly out of nowhere a

I asked, he nodded, "It's two separate ceremonies that happen on the same night, then you'll be a vampire. The first one is more public while the second is very intimate." "I'm not becoming a vampire!" I shouted and stood in front of him, "What about my family? My friends? I will never see them again!" Nick came over to me and spoke softly,

she pauses and I nod, confirming the correct term, she smiles and continues, “.. the Chronicles have two different spellings for the word ‘Vampire’. Why?” “It’s quite simple really. A Vampyre, with a ‘y’ is a born Vampire, the oldest of us have lived for several millennia and our origins vary. I’m one of the youngest born vampyres and the head of my clan. Vampires with an ‘i’ are created. Humans who have been turned either by choice or against their will.” I wait as she nods along and digests the information. Do I tell her about hybrids? How a vampire is made? It’s hard to know how much to divulge so soon, especially when it directly involves people she loves.

Vic, the ruthless vampire leader, led his bloodthirsty cohorts through the streets, leaving devastation in their wake. Vic, his eyes glinting crimson in the sunlight, reveled in the pandemonium he unleashed. His voice, commanding and cold, echoed through the tumultuous scene. "Behold, my minions! The time has come to assert our dominance over these feeble humans. Let their screams be the symphony of our triumph!"

Then, a powerful voice rang out across the battlefield: “Guys—don’t be shy. Grab yourselves a snack.” Harpies shrieked in horror as hundreds of vampires appeared from nowhere on the batterfiled. Unlike wolves, they could fly—fast, merciless, and hungry. Vampires pounced on harpies, piercing their skin with fangs to drink them dry. Piercing screams of harpies filled the air, and they rushed to leave the fight, trying to escape the death.

"And what are those?" "First, the Vladers. They are the type of vampires who possesses mind reading. They are the strongest type of vampire so they are the first. You can only tell if Vlader is a vampire if they have bloodshot or red eyes. They lead the other vampires so don't try to fight them or you will be the first to die. And don't approach them, they'll know what you're thinking," Then Vlader is the man of my dreams. The strongest type of vampire. Strongest of all vampires. But… the vampire I dreamed about was not real!

Little did she know I also discovered Daddy’s old box in the attic, and ‘The World of the Unknown’ was in it. I sigh in content and settle onto the dusty floor. One at a time, I flip through the cream-colored pages strumming my fingers along with some words carefully while others I skipped through with little interest. “Oh look, ‘Vampires and Blood Suckers.’ I forgot about this.” I laugh sarcastically, thinking of my current predicament. Pulling the book closer to me, I read the words to myself. Vampires and Blood Suckers “A vampire is an immortal creature that subsists by feeding on the vital essence of the living through love and blood. Some visit only the ones they love. Some create misc

Vampire. “Levi?”

vamp (plural vamps) Noun A flirtatious, seductive woman, especially one who uses sexual desire to exploit men. [ca. 1915] ~ A certain group of strippers are forced to reunite under tragic circumstances. When one of them is found murdered in her home, the five of them come together to form an ally, their aim, to bring the killer to justice. But somewhere along the line, they find their lives entangled each in a bigger mess.