Vampire Author Novels & Stories

“But vampires can.” Chapter 4 coming soon

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.

He blushed, and for a moment, Cadence forgot he was the invincible leader and saw him as he must have been as a human, just as vulnerable as any of the rest. After a moment, Aaron continued. “Not exactly. Quite simply, this is how it works. Vampires don’t procreate. They don’t need to. They want more Vampires, they make more simply by infecting a victim with their venom. That isn’t to say they don’t… do other things.” He looked uncomfortable, but she stifled a giggle this time and focused on the most important part of his statement. “Three bites on the neck Bram Stoker style or any flesh wound Twilight style?” she asked.

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?!

EPISODE 1 💮 I am a vampire, and that is the truth. But the modern meaning of the word vampire, the stories that have been told about creatures such as I, are not precisely true. I do not turn to ash in the sun, nor do I cringe when I see a crucifix. I wear a tiny gold cross now around my neck, but only because I like it. I cannot command a pack of wolves to attack or fly through the air. Nor can I make another of my kind simply by having him drink my blood. Wolves do like me, though, as do most predators, and I can jump so high that one might imagine I can fly. As to blood--ah, blood, the whole subject fascinates me. I do like that as well, warm and dripping, when I am thirsty. And I am oft

I needed that support, and you gave it to me even if it were only a few moments. As it has ended I have decided to ask you, my reader, if you would be interested in reading a shorter sequel. You can let me know in a short comment, and I will happily begin working on one for you. Stories are a wonderful way to escape the world around us for such a brief time. Thank you for choosing my book The Vampire Kingdom, and taking the time to enter into the world I had created. It means the world to me. Warm wishes, Amy

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

"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."