Vampire Academy Book Age Rating Novels & Stories

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Azrael's POV: “Nope,” Caspian snorted. “You just want to get her under you so bad.” I pinched the bridge of my nose, taking a deep breath before I lost it and forgot he was my best friend. Minutes—literal ‘minutes’—I'd spent explaining the mysteries surrounding Saphielle and this was his takeaway? He was a 500-year-old vampire, for fuck's sake. He couldn't be that dense.

I nod, writing down notes on the notepad she gave me. “Next are Vampires. A little different than those silly books you read. They can come out at night and do not in fact sparkle,” she giggles at me. “Also it’s Vamp-eer not Vapmire and they are primarily located in eastern Europe. They don’t have to drink blood, but must if they want to keep their Vampire abilities. Which are the ability to transform into a bat for flight and super strength and speed. Some of the oldest Vampires can also turn invisible. They remain at the age that they were transformed unless they are bred, which then they stop again at 21. And they also don’t die from old age. In order to get blood from their prey they can

He just looked at me like I had just spoken a whole bunch of nonsense, and after a long silence, he spoke. “Don’t be silly, Sabrina.” He walked back to his room door before turning back to me. “I’m coming with you.” I swallowed hard, clearing my throat. “Never call me, silly. I think you should show more respect to me.” Ace burst into laughter. “Oh, I’m sorry, stepmom. But you’re eighteen, and last time I checked, I’m nineteen. So, I’m older than you.” I walked closer to him, my finger pointed up at his face. “Will you—”

So that’s what he did. Akiro went to the kitchen to get himself some food. He had just entered the small dining room for the servant when he heard a noise. He planned to eat in their room, but his plans had changed when he met one of the staff in the kitchen who looked the same age as him— which Akiro knew wasn’t. Apparently, vampires stop aging at twenty-one, the same age he is right now. They only age again if they have children. Though even if they age again, it isn’t the same as how humans do. So Akiro was sure the guy in front of him wasn’t the same age as him.

"But seriously, answer me." "No, I don't sleep. I don't have the privilege to do so," she finally replied. "Why not? Don't go with a lie now." "I won't lie to you." "Yes, and I'm stupid." His sarcastic tone could be worse than anything else. She ignored it and responded, "Vampires don't sleep." The laughter from his forum echoed in his conscience. Hell, what a big lie. Didn't it occur to you to tell him that it's because you like the darkness too? You're so... bad at this, seriously."

"Before I begin, may I ask how old you are?" "You may ask." "How old are you?" "It's none of your business." He smiles. He thinks he has scored a point. He does not realize that I am already considering how he should die, although I still hope to avoid such an extreme measure. Never ask a vampire her age. We don't like that question. It's very impolite. Mr. Riley clears his throat again, and I think that maybe I will strangle him.

, they urged him to speak. "Uhmm I read a lot of fantasy books and a vampire is a mythical creature that drinks blood. They also have the power to erase memories. What your servant said matches with the description of a vampire. But they aren't real". "but the beast is obviously real, it might be a vampire as you said, most fiction come from a place of truth. I will inform my uncle, he is one of the council members. Thanks for informing us Theodore". Lord Fife said. The other men looked at Theodore with a new eye of appreciation and they all crowded him so he could tell them more about vampires.

There were two ladders with wheels so that you could climb to reach a book you wanted. Sebastian pulled out a book or two to read the title, and then put them back. He decided on three. “These books are about various gifts vampires of the past have had and how to use them. There are three volumes. Let’s start there.” I took the books and looked at the unfamiliar words, feeling embarrassed. “I can’t read very well, if not at all anymore.” Sebastian said, “What do you mean. Haven’t you learned?” “When the Luna was alive, I had started my letters and sounds and started to build simple words. But after she died. The werewolves hated me and never gave me the chance to learn more.”

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

"Okay, so you have the pureblood magic and the Sovereign crown. But wait. If you’re the King, why is Julian the Head of the Council? Is he older than you?" "He is," Alarick nodded, his tone shifting into something deeply respectful. "Vampiric society operates on a strict, almost primal reverence for age. The older a vampire is, the stronger they become physically. There is a threshold, of course—the true ancients, like the four-thousand-year-old Egyptian vampires, have entirely lost their sanity and sleep in the deep sands. But Julian is older than Silas and myself, and his mind remains immaculate."