Vampire Books For Teenagers Romane & Geschichten

“The book you mentioned is the book of prophecy. It has been passed down by the first Fathers of the church and it tells of the destruction that your kind will bring upon this world, and how to stop it. I should have known back then that the Vatican were helping your kind.” “Why would they do that? What could the Elders have promised them and what destruction are you talking about?” Rune asked. “Power and immortality,” Aiden replied. “They are afraid of being wiped and so they have joined hands with your kind because they believe they will be safe and you will win the war. The destruction I am talking about is the wrath of vampires which will wipe out the whole human race. The book of prophe

Ruby felt weak; there was no doubt in her mind now, he was definitely dead. The other new vampires started to cheer and chant and then they ran around the school, terrorizing others and killing students in cold blood. There was one girl in particular, she looked young, very young. She wore ripped clothing, and she was very dirty; Ruby couldn’t help but wonder about all the things this young girl must have gone through. There was no way she was of age though; she had the face of a child. She had tears in her eyes, and she looked terrified, but upon seeing all the fresh blood, despite it being vampire blood, she jumped at the opportunity to drink some.

*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

Aaron asked, steepling his hands in front of his face and hoping for a candid answer. “Not really.” Christian shrugged and clicked around on his computer for a few more moments. Aaron could only see part of it from the angle where he was sitting, but it looked like the same page he’d just visited himself. “I mean, Vampires love blood moons for the sake of everything being cast in an eerie red glow. My understanding is that a few hundred years ago, it was a good night for them to go out and victimize anyone and everyone, even if their victims were Innocents. But I don’t think that’s been the case recently. Why do you ask?”

My hand started to hurt, but I didn’t flinch. “Let me go,” I said, my voice low and steady. “Unless you want the whole school to hear how a vampire is grabbing a human girl like she’s some kind of pet. A poor, weak girl who’s in love with someone else, but the big bad vampire just can’t let her be happy. Is that what you want people to hear?” He leaned in closer. I could see the way his jaw ticked, how his eyes burned. “Then scream,” he said. “Scream, Rowena. Go ahead.”

She yells as loud as she can by my bedroom door. Shaking my head as I walk over to the place I was sitting in before, staring out my window, wishing things could go back to the way they were. " Well here are all the books I could find, I wasn't sure about this one though... it's about Vampire's and their mates, didn't even know they were lucky enough to have one, considering all the blood shed and carnage their spieces causes." She pops off scattering all the books onto my rose flower comforter covering my bed.

This was not exactly my forte, and my wolf was growing overwhelmed by every passing second. Because my way of handling things was always by violence. Not this. Not books. Yet, with Dylan—I knew that I needed to proceed with caution, or it was going to end with fatality—from my end. With a sigh, I headed toward the first shelf and began to search for anything with vampires in the title. “If they can mention them, they should write about killing them too,” I muttered as I pulled out large volumes of books from the shelves. Since my mother was one of them, I wasn’t even surprised that my father had allowed and kept such a large amount of books on vampires.

The flickering candlelight danced across her face, casting elongated shadows that seemed to mirror the thoughts swirling in her mind. Her thoughts drifted to Zoe, the young woman whose presence had ignited a spark of recognition within her. Esmaralda had sensed the powerful aura that emanated from Zoe the moment she had set foot in her presence. It was a familiar energy, one that resonated with her own ancient bloodline of vampires.

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

Also, I had been the one who had been able to purchase the liquor because of said compulsion so it was a given that they would invite me along. The three teenagers fell into the stereotypical “bad boy” category which suited me quite perfectly. The leader was a tall, lank boy named Dean who had messy black hair and the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen. He offered me another beer which I happily accepted and downed. "H-hey D-Dean. What c-can y-you tell me about K-Katerina D-Drackon?" I stuttered and slurred, yet I was still aware of everything going on around me. It was one of the perks of being a vampire.