Vampire Actor Novels & Stories

She had only seen them once in the book, but she could recognise them like she had known them forever. High Lord Draven, the Parliamentarian Vampire, had silky black hair and dark red eyes that were emotionless. His face was lean and hollow, and his very pale skin, which was almost as white as his robe, made him look dead. By his right was the much larger High Lord Boris, the Parliamentarian werewolf with shaggy brown hair, dark brown eyes, and rich dark skin. A scowl was on his lips, and he stared at her with more hate than the rest.

The room went dead silent. Every head turned toward the back. He stepped out of the shadows like he owned the darkness itself. Tall, broad-shouldered, black hair falling to his shoulders, skin like marble. His eyes were blood-red and ancient. Lord Lucian Voss. Even I had heard the name whispered in fear. One of the oldest vampires on the continent. Ruthless. Untouchable. No one bid against him. The gavel slammed down. “Sold.” Two vampire guards grabbed my arms and dragged me off the stage. I didn’t fight. What was the point? I was already dead.

She is known as a playgirl and rumours say that she can sleep with anyone just to accomplish his task. FROST ALEXENDER Name: Frost Surname: Alexender Age: 27 Species: Vampire Height: 6'2 Speciality: Able to see in future Relationship Status: Unknown Character: Calm, polite, quiet, strong, brave, charming, loyal, resourceful, kind.

"Did you bite her?" Beau nodded with he is head facing the ground "Do you know, why the red thread is missing?" "Yes, I am not ready yet." "How did you know about it?", Darrien asked suspicious, but his face doesn't show even a bit of it. "Albert! He is vampire and their classmate", Olivia said in excitement. "Albert Smith??" "We don't know his full name but is about 100 years and has the power of compelling.", Beau remarked. "Yes! That's him. What do you want to know?", Darrien asked in his hoarse voice.

The penanggal breed of east Asia. The third vampire looked a bit like a human. But with very pale skin, with spots and blemishes, red and glossy eyes, muscle-filled body, brooded figure, sharper-looking fangs and nails like that of the Wolverine. He was the guard vampire; The gatekeeper. The Neuntoter from the German vampire species. The vampire that was popularly known as the 'nine killers'

“No, that’s crazy. There’s no way that this is real. No, it’s just my imagination.” Placing my hands on her shoulders, I pull her close. “You’re not imagining this, Jules.” I know that I need to prove to her that I’m telling the truth, so I open my mouth, show her my fangs, and let my amethyst eyes glow. “You see this? This is real, Jules. I’m a vampire.”

“Yeah, I know. It's just- I have seen glimpes of this killer. Heard his voice. I experienced dying at his hand. I lived Eyra Gold's death. He toyed with her. Taunted her. I want to find him. All I know about him is he is tall, male, has a protentious accent and is a sadistic bastard.” “Well, you can add vampire to the list.” Grimm adds. “What? How do you know?” I ask him, inanely. “Uh, pretty lady? It is my job to know.” He sounds offended that I questioned him. “Oh yeah. Duh. Okay. So, he's a vampire?” I repeat.

“What? Of course not, I love David. I would never do anything to hurt him.” Candice took a long look at Kayden Edwards. A hundred-year-old vampire with a mop of black hair and deep blue eyes that felt like seduction itself. He was tall and of average build. She could see a glimpse of why her brother was so obsessed with this vampire. He was a sexual magnet.

Why would any sign a contract to a fake relationship and be here begging this douchebag to take her back. Amy was the most popular model in the country, she was known to be the face of so many fashion empires, she was even rumored to be dating Anthony Erico, the CEO of the biggest business in the entertainment industry. I don't still know why she would stoop so low to begging him, while I don't blame her, Axel Tyler was classified as the most eligible bachelor, he has been ranked twice as number one on the list of the men women loved to bang and date.

“You know, the first vampire I have ever met was around ten years ago. A wounded one.” Raverine hummed, not interested in another story and felt his exhaustion, from the things that had happened so fast these past few weeks, sink in. “His name was Skotieno…” Uncle Felix added, buckling his seatbelt. Raverine quickly shifted his gaze away from the window and stare back at Uncle Felix. “I guess you know him,” Uncle Felix said, a smirk creeping on his face.