Vampire Academy Book Age Rating Novels & Stories

Slipping on some shorts and a tank top, I grab my notebook and a pen and headed over to the window, deciding to write to my mother again, ‘Hey Mom, it’s my eighteenth birthday. One more year and then I’ll find my mate, but I’m not sure how that will work because I’m engaged; I’m engaged to the vampire prince… Everyone tells me that the match is mandatory, but what am I supposed to do? What will my mate think of me being with a vampire?’ I sighed and looked at the diamond, ‘At least he has good taste in jewelry. The ring is gorgeous.’ I doodled a picture of the ring in great detail, ‘Anyways, it’s late, I’m going to go to bed, I love you, Mom and I miss you.’ After I closed the notebook, I cr

“I might even give you some advice about how to go about getting your Candido a little more invested in giving you what you want.” My face heated as I slid into the seat. She snorted and pulled out a pipe. With a flick of her finger, fire appeared and lit whatever was in the pipe. It smelled sweet and just like the cigarette Shiloh and Messiah had shared. “Is… smoking a thing for vampires?” Her eyes lit up. “You poor thing. You have no idea how many sensual delights are things for vampires. Sex included. Don’t feel odd about wanting it. It’s a remnant of… about three alpha kings back that the age of majority became twenty.”

"That is the problem, vampires are not allowed to pack without permission and there are very few stays in the city. Mostly the vampire stays in Romania and our alpha has a great relation with Vampire Lord ,Lord Dimitri so it's not possible for vampires to attack,we have signed a bond with them. That guy is freaking older than my great great grandfather " Vampires live more than a werewolf could but vampires do not age . Vampires that are born will stop aging after twenty five and which are made will look the same as the day they were made even after thousands of years. Their complexions are white , skin stiff. They look like Greek gods but they use their beauty to lure their targets, it coul

"Let me remind you that you just went through a transition. You are basically a one-day-old vampire, and you know what that means?" I stopped. Carter had told me about newborns before. "It means you are very dangerous to humans. You can't control your emotions yet, and you can't also control your thirst. What I've given you was just animal blood. It is enough for now, but you will be thirsty again soon, and you can't be around humans when your thirst strikes again. I suppose you don't want to feed on humans?" I clenched my fist and stayed still. He had a point. I can't just act rashly and end up hurting innocent people.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

His blood-stained frame left a hideous imprint on my window and left a crimson trail on my shirt as our bodies collided in his reckless descent. I whipped my head around, locking eyes with him as he let out a guttural groan and shattered the arrows embedded in his flesh with a swift crack. My sharp eye immediately identified the arrows as the very same ones my parents used for hunting in our pack, expertly crafted to target vampires with their deadly poisoned tips. Our pack witch had concocted a potent potion that not only paralyzed vampires, but could prove fatal if left untreated beyond a day.

Clementine POV "Listen, students of Vampire High, welcome to National Vampire High Day year 29768." Chairman's introduction that we are at the top of the stage with some board of Chairman. Everyone applauded so I just joined. "Today, we're going to celebrate it. But first, we the board Chairman of Vampire high wants to say Thank you to the Vaughn family." The Chairman said that's why everyone looked at our behavior. Wrong, they Fin turned out. The twins just smiled with Creed except for Fin who had no emotion.

I am still carrying that energy when class ends and I end up in one of the academy's open courtyards afterward, sitting on a stone ledge and looking at my timetable and trying to decide if the rest of my day can possibly be worse than that. The courtyard is busy, students moving through it between buildings, and I am doing a reasonable job of minding my own business when I become aware of a shift in the atmosphere near the main archway. It is the kind of shift that happens when someone walks into a space and the space notices. I look up. There are four of them, vampire students by the look of it, moving through the courtyard with confidence. The one at the center is the reason everyone is no

Warning: This book has mature content and is for readers 18 and older. ***** Zara Vance has grown up beneath the weight of a whisper. Cursed. In the territory of the Blackwood-Vance Pack, that word is more dangerous than a blade. It follows her through the cobbled streets near The Farmer's Green, lingers in the corners of The Valley Diner, and echoes in the silent judgment of elders who believe she was born under a broken moon. When Zara is summoned to Crescent Academy in The Highlands, she expects exile disguised as opportunity.

16 years old. She looked so young in her photo; she might have been the youngest new vampire we’ve had at this academy. It’s true that if someone was born with vampire blood in their system, they don’t usually make the change until they are the age of 18, however, if they were to die sooner, they could transition a lot sooner. The same thing happens with someone who was turned into a vampire by another vampire. This girl was only 16 years old before someone changed her. My stomach tightened at the very thought.