Novel & Cerita Vampire Author

*Centuries ago, a time where Vampires, sphinx and werewolves lived together in peace, love and harmony, until evil covered the cloud of Transylvania* My name is Luther, I'm a vampire from the old world, I am over 400 years old, I lived in Transylvania, my father was the over Lord (Dracula) my mom was a werewolf (Tania) from Romania (another city where werewolves and other creatures live) but died 200 years after my younger sisters' birth, her name is Annabelle, she is 300 years old, I was to be dad's successor but everything changed when my father was killed, it was the day of my inauguration, we were ambushed by our own people, sects of disloyal elves and Sphinx, and it all turned out to b

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

As she finished the book she reached her home. She put the book on top of the table and went inside the secret room inside the basement. She sits and looks around. The room is already full of medicines but Waylan couldn't stop inventing and researching for medicines that could turn vampires into humans. She already made medicine that can help vampires walk while the sun is shining, medicines for them not to crave for blood, etc. She suddenly sighed. "All this medicine is useless without any vampire around," she murmured while closing her eyes and falling into sleep.

I apologize. But for those who like it, don't forget to check my other book. I also have a new ongoing one (PULSE: A CONTRACT WITH DAMIEN.) A seven in one book. Let's give you a sneak peek shall we? Vampires -Death. Fae's - Darkness. Demons - Agony. Werewolves - Curse. Humans - Fear. Witches/ Warlocks/ and Beasts - Dark magic. DOOM(HELL) - ALL. ALL THE SPECIES AND THEIR TRIBULATIONS.

she commented, wondering which Vampire would create a host of children and not let them in on the rules. "Well, that's the thing," Dr. Ryan said, meeting her gaze, leaning in across the table, his hands cupping the standard issue white diner cup. "These fellows all came from the same place. One Rogue Vampire very well-known for creating minions who will go out and destroy, completely unaware of the consequences." Cadence was confused for only a second before she realized she knew precisely who the doctor was referring to. "Giovani," she muttered, her eyes locking on a spot on the white laminate table where a wayward drop of coffee was slowly forming a brown stain.

I watched in amusement as she walked away, sighting her fake butt job. "What did she mean by specialty?", I asked, all my senses attuned to where Vanir's hand rested on my thigh, his fingers tracing circles on the exposed skin as I tried to regather my wits. "Vampires come here to seek a sexual high by feeding", Vanir said and I gasped, definitely from his words and not the fact that a finger of his just brushed my nipple. "Humans volunteer for that", Vanir added. "Why would one do that?", I asked, my mind heady as his chocolate scent wrapped around me, intoxicating me as I squirmed on his lap.

his world. 23rd Imperial Year? The first Imperial Year started when the First Vampire and His Human Queen ascended the throne. The First Vampire King... Wait! This is the Royal Library then this journal... This journal belongs to the First Vampire King! That portrait... The portrait belongs to the the First Royal Family of Eleneas. The forgotten name of The First Vampire King was Cassian Daniel Devin. The last name should have made it clear to me but guess I just didn't want to. My eyes then fell down to a journal which was neatly placed beside the one that was now in my hands. Placing the journal back on the desk, I picked up the one placed beside it.

But was he strong enough to dent two motorcycles with only his hands? I felt like this research was starting to drive me crazy. I could hardly wrap my mind around all the stories I’ve been reading. Most of the pictures were similar to one another with the same wounds on their necks and pale white as the clouds. It was like whoever had done this had drained these people of every last drop of blood. Opening a new document, I began writing a new short story. A story about a charming vampire seducing a young girl. In the end, the girl becomes a vampire and began “hunting” in the city with the male protagonist.

She slowly opened the journal. Entry 1 December XXX I am Helena, a vampire living in the palace. I'm one of the people that Queen Hildegarde trust; she is also my friend. I wrote this because I could feel something's amiss going on at the palace. I first notice the man that kept following Her Majesty wherever she goes. The man looks different. I could feel that he's dangerous, and I am worried about Her Majesty's safety. I don't know what I should do.

SO WORTH BEING TURNED! "You probably won't develop your power until five years from now though. You're still a turning vampire." Lyle gave me a sweet look before he got to his feet. "I've got work to do in my study. You can come with me and I'll give you something to look at that might interest you. After all.... there are vampire authors." I widened my eyes at him. OH. MY. GOD. "Can I be one?" I asked quickly, jumping up to my feet fast. Please, oh please, oh please! Is there a chance I can still write as long as it's within the supernatural world?!