Vampire Bites Novels & Stories

“You want to bite me?” “You’re not going to,” Justin barked. “Let me explain,” Geoffrey said, trying to reduce the hostilities. He stood, pacing slowly around the room, toying with every weapon of pleasure in this confined space. “When a vampire bites a female wolf, their blood is so rich, so perfectly vibrant, it send the vampire into a frenzy of delight.” I stammered a step back while watching him carefully. Justin charged between us, his Lycan begging to be cut loose.

“Your mother carved the high of the vampire venom and would seek it out. And since runic arcana is so rare, she could find a taker easily enough.” I looked at her oddly for a moment. “But I didn’t feel any sort of high when I was bitten.” I explained. To me it was painful and I was left unconscious for weeks. “Of course you didn’t”, She said matter of factly. “It’s a little more involved than just a bite. The high comes when a vampire feeds from its victim while having sex. That’s why the term is called blood whore. It’s a disgusting act. It’s unnatural and unholy.”

Black blood splatters across the room, and Hunter knocks the clearly dead John against the wall again and again, leaving foul-smelling splats with each snap against the wall. He throws John’s dead body to the tile, and he places his large paw against the dead man’s back. I know what he’s going to do, but that doesn't stop the shock of watching my peaceful packmate raise his head to howl, and then—without mercy—bite off John’s head. I almost scream. He sniffs the body, pushing it with his muzzle, and with a satisfied grunt, he turns to me. Black blood drips off his lips, and there is no remorse in those feral blue eyes.

"I'll kill an immortal ancient." Before anyone could react, Blake sank his teeth into Virex's neck and bit down hard. But this wasn't the refined bite of a vampire feeding. This was savage and brutal, more like a wolf tearing at prey. Blake's jaw worked as he ripped flesh and muscle, his enhanced teeth shearing through supernatural skin that should have been impenetrable. Virex's scream filled the evening air, a sound of pure agony that echoed off the rocky walls around us. But worse than the scream was what began happening to his body.

A chilling shiver went up her back. Her heartbeat accelerated thumping like a war drum in her temples as it traveled down her spine. She whirled around again looking from one suspicious shadow to another and around the alley. nothing. Nothing at all. However the instinct that had prompted her to accelerate her pace a few minutes before was now yelling in the back of her mind alerting her to the fact that she was not alone. She called her voice more firm than she had imagined Whos there?. Even from a drunk or a thief she nearly hoped for a response—something concrete to face. However the wind was the only one to respond a high-pitched whistle that seemed to mock her boldness. Her cotton glove

Before she could ask anything, he was gone. Violetta's hands fidgeted as she thought whether or not she should touch the part of the chest he was bitten at the risk of her getting an infection. "Oh no, what should I do? I've never seen a vampire bite before…" her hands nervously shook in mid air. Tyler then grabbed her hand and Violetta froze, "Lily, is it really you?" Tyler was hallucinating and Violetta was panicking. "General, please snap out of it. I'm trying to help you...you have to snap out of it." Her voice shook. •••••••••••••

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

-Elder, please speak up," I stood up, crossing my arms. -You have to promise not to get upset or anything, okay? I want you to know that I will be with you through this process. -Talk," I commanded in a more authoritative voice. -When Wade bit you he didn't kill you... but he did turn you. Wait... what? -Turned me? He nodded. -What did he turn me into? -In a lycanthrope," he let go. -In a what? -I hesitated. In a she-wolf, then! -exclaimed Flavia standing up too. I almost fell backwards but Elder stopped me, it couldn't be, it was a joke, wasn't it? Or this was just a bad dream. No. No. No. No. I refuse. This can't be happening to me.

My heart pounded against my ribs, breath hitching a bit. The door handle jerked out of my hand as the door slammed shut in my face. Julian watched me from where he now stood, right beside me. Blue eyes glowed with an intense ferocity. "Do I have your attention now?" He questioned. I already knew he was a vampire. Already knew he had fed on me last night. The aching in my neck told me that, at least. Vampire bites took longer to heal, even for wolves. They weren't deadly, just annoying to put up with. I wasn't stupid. Julian let his fangs fall, a deathly crimson seeping into his irises. All I could do was laugh at him.

“It disappeared into thin air before I can.” “Hmm,” The bloodsucker murmured and then his voice carried into my brain. “Only true blood vampires have the power to teleport and the bite mark on her is not from my kind. It belongs to something you should honestly have no dealings with.” My jaw clenced, rage battling with unease as I stalked after him. “What do you mean?” “She was attacked by a wendigo,” he said simply, like it was a fucking weather report. “The fangs are hooked and that’s why the bite marks are deeper. You should know they only hunt rogues with special blood.”