Vampire Alien Novels & Stories

Garth shouted. “It’s important he understands before we arrive,” she said. “In fact,” she paused as she looked at Bruce, “they both need to understand.” Garth thought for a moment and then nodded his agreement. “You see; the vampires you call pure are technically not the kind of vampire that I am. As I said, I am a vympire. A vympire is not a vampire.” Bruce looked at her in total confusion, but stayed silent while he waited for her to continue. “Centuries ago... and I mean centuries ago... back in the time when the planet’s dominant population had shifted from reptiles to humans, my people set out from their own overpopulated planet -the planet Vympirus- in search of places to colonize. Ea

"You were chosen to be here because you, more than anyone else in the United States government, are inclined to believe the impossible. You were chosen because you have always been assigned the jobs that no one else could understand or would even WANT to understand. You are the kind of people who look into the dark places and wonder not only who might be hiding there, but also what might be hiding there." "Are you going tell us that you're aliens?" one of them scoffed. "That's a little too X-files for my taste." "Aliens? Don't be absurd," Shane replied with a smile. "Of course I'm not an alien. I'm a vampire." The humans looked shocked, amused, or befuddled. Sometimes all three. The woman sp

When it slammed into Quinn again, leaving him gasping on the forest floor, I knew. The shadow coalesced. A long, tapered head without visible ears and a mouth that took up most of its face. Lizard-like eyes that gazed with malice down at its victims. Dark, scaly alligator skin and a long tail that cracked back and forth like a whip. Hand-like feet tipped with sickle-shaped claws and muscular arms. It reached out a clawed hand and grasped a wolf’s throat, lifting him into the air. Vampire. “No!” I cried. “Don’t!”

Below is the sea, which is covered by a layer of ice several meters thick. The blood that spewed out from Brawen's mouth mixed with the water, so no one on the shore could smell it, but the aquatic species were different. Until now, Brawen had only rested and only knew that small blood was very attractive to Vampires, but Brawen never thought that even other alien species would be attracted.

It was not that I was to forcefully marry and bond with someone but it was the who. King Vampir was ruthless. He was the first vampire, the sire of the whole vampire race. He was not just a vampire but a hybrid, a cross between a witch and vampire, making him as old as the world, rendering him immortal. My stomach turned and I thought I would vomit right there as I continued crawling my way to the door, getting there and standing up only to rush out to the crowd outside, patiently waiting and hoping for their name to be called.

"Pure blood," a second voice whispered, and Allena looked to the side, his gaze finding a dark-haired vampire. Man, he remembered. The Vampire clan leader he and Boss taken over after former leader had sacrificed herself in tribute to Lucifer. She'd never actually met them, even before the war had broken out, but she was aware of the vampire's physical prowess as well as his considerable influence in the downward. Boss fangs dropped as a snarl ripped from his mouth. "Wolf!"

“The vampire and the werewolf originated in one of earth’s alternate dimensions. It is a dimension that is far more beautiful and pleasant a place to be. We were exiled here as punishment for angering Goethe, a powerful god being. Each holds the other at fault for this exile. Hence the hatred, resentment, and constant battling. “We are not humans who have mutated as a result of a viral infection. We are humanoids who were created and lived elsewhere and were forced to adapt and survive on a plane of existence that can be hostile and foreboding. The integration of humans through the infection of our venom did not begin until the threat of extinction occurred. It was done out of desperati

He looked like he was slowly losing his mind. "What do you want from me? Let me go!" I screamed but the man only laughed. As if on cue, the evil Alpha walked into the room. His laughter echoed inside the room and merged with the mad scientist's. He came to a stop over my bed and looked down at me. "I told you was going to uncover the secrets of your vampire blood and I will use it to my advantage. I will use it to conquer the world," he stated. I started crying again. "Why won't you just leave me alone? Leave me! Let me go! Let me go!" I screamed.

Her father. Cameron Allistar White had been a soldier in the American Civil War when he was mortally wounded and left for dead. A nomadic vampire, searching for an easy meal, had begun to drain him—only to be interrupted by a clean-up crew retrieving fallen soldiers. The vampire fled before he could finish, leaving behind a man who was neither dead nor fully human. His heart still beating when the venom flooded his veins.

And it was more surprising that the wolf who was attacking them was not Debra but someone else. I observed around if I could see her and yes, she was there lying at the corner of the alley, unconsciously lying on the ground. After seeing her lying miserably on the ground, I couldn't control my temper and transformed. And the wolf who was attacking them saw me and came for me. We had no other reasons to fight except I was a vampire and he was the wolf. Yes, he was a boy werewolf and I had no idea why he was there. I rushed towards him and grabbed him by the waist, pushing through the wall. The wall broke down, throwing each other out of the alley, he was below me struggling to get away from m