Vampire And Man Novels & Stories

It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire. It sounded strange in my mind, like I was imagining someone and best believe that if I explained this to Ethan or anybody, they would think I watch too many Fantasy movies. Vampires are real? Aside from being real, I was bitten by one. My life felt like the female protagonist in a movie but it was real.

In a few seconds, Resa walked out of the office and soon, out of the company's walls. She decided to used her vampiric powers to get home quickly, which was inhuman speed than rather, take a taxi. She ran very fast due to her powers and made sure no human saw her. Getting into the estate, she saw someone approaching the direction of her house and she sensed that the person wasn't human. It was a young man. With gold hair to be precise. If those guards had seen him, they wouldn't have allowed him in. Resa thought. As she got closer to him, she sensed he was a witch. "...shit!..." She uttered under her breath. She was sure he teleported here that's why the guards didn't see him. If they knew h

She whispered, yelled, and I heard the locks sliding back into place. "If you thought I was going to let you do this on your own, then clearly you're the crazy one." The man replied, amking aura sigh. Footsteps echoed down the stairs, and Laura reappeared with a tall man following after her. My eyes widened at the sight. "Joyce, this is Vice. My husband." Laura said, sitting back down on the chair. "So, this is the new Luna?" The man Vice asked, staring at me with red eyes. "You're a vampire." I stated, looking at his red eyes, pale skin, and sharp fangs that are hard to miss every time he opens his mouth.

As soon as they saw June, they stopped talking. “June, this is Vladimir, who will help us,” said Wilona. "Nice to meet you, June Hanson," said the tall, skinny man next to Wilona. Vladimir was very pale skinned with blond hair which was also pale. Even though he was handsome, it was easy to guess that he was a vampire. From his clothes, Vladimir looked different from the vampires that Drake was chasing, he looked neat and classy. Like European royalty. "Nice to meet you too," June said, holding out her hand to shake Vladimir's. The man smiled politely.

She knew that they were in trouble. But just as she thought things couldn't get any worse, something strange happened. Steve's eyes turned dark, and his canines grew longer and sharper. He took a step forward, and the man stumbled back in fear. "You...you're a vampire," the man stuttered. Steve bared his teeth, his eyes gleaming in the darkness. "And you're in my territory," he said. The man turned and ran, disappearing into the shadows. Steve turned back to Celess, his eyes returning to their normal color.

I jerk back, my breath catching. That’s when I see him. A man steps out of the darkness, tall and unnervingly still. His eyes gleam unnaturally in the dim torchlight—a shade of crimson that sends a cold shiver down my spine. He’s not human. I recognize what he is before he even speaks. Vampire. “You need to move,” he says, his voice smooth, unhurried, as if he didn’t just kill a man in the span of a heartbeat. “More will come.”

– the man exclaimed doomedly a moment before the flexible body knocked him to the ground and sharp fangs pierced his neck. The man was speechless with horror. But what surprised him even more was that the wounded young man, who turned out to be a vampire, recoiled from him as if from a leper, touching his bloody lips with his fingers and looking at him with wide-open eyes full of bewilderment. - How do you know Ira?! – the vampire said dumbfounded. Ridgrain mountains

One second, Silas was snarling, blade raised, and the next, he was airborne, ripped from the ground like a rag doll. The crash of his body hitting stone shook the chamber, dust raining down from the ceiling. I froze, my breath catching in my throat, my old hands braced against the cold floor. My mind scrambled to make sense of it, to believe what my eyes were seeing. A man stood between me and Silas, tall and broad, his shoulders tense, his eyes glowing red in the candlelight. His fangs glinted as his lips peeled back into a snarl. A vampire.

Grabbing his chest he held back his excitement. At this spot, he noticed two other bloody scents join in with his mate. “Who’s there! Come out!” he shouted. From the broken down hut a pair came out. The man looked tall and strong but the woman looked very thin and malnourished. “Who was kept here?” They both bowed their head. “leeches... mister wolf.” The man said. “Leeches? Are you calling vampires leeches now?” The man started to tremble. “I’m sorry, mister wolf. Please spare me.”

I strained my eyes from in between some branches, trying to make out the figures. There was a man there and at first glance, it looked like he was merely in a sensual embrace with the woman. Another cry came from her form and I narrowed my eyes, examining them further. His lips were about her neck and her head lolled back as if she was having trouble holding herself up. The smell of blood was strong in the air as was the smell of wolf. That man was a vampire! I realized with a silent gasp that the girl was a wolf! The sound I made was so tiny, I couldn’t imagine he might have heard it. But one moment he was feeding on that poor wolf and the next he was gone, leaving her sagging to the floor