Vampire Bride Novels & Stories

Briar asked, a glint in her eyes. “We were married the following day. Our families were overjoyed, and we traveled around Europe for six months. When we met, Isadora was 999 years old and only a year away from reaching the age at which vampires can have children. After being turned into vampires, they must wait until they are 1,000 years old to have children or bear them if they are women,” I explained. “So what turned the love story into a nightmare?” Briar asked as I chuckled. “I have no clue, really, um, one day when I woke up there, she was standing with the decapitated head of a servant spewing nonsense about someone wa-” I paused, remembering the scene.

Vlandimir scoffed for a cunning grandson like Damien,who came when he only wanted something it was pretty obvious. “Grandfather you see, I have a bride at home..” Bride!! Vladimir had a look of disbelief, Damien had a bride at home. “You’ve proposed to the girl, what race is she from..” “I’ve not but I like to call her my bride, and her race is complicated..” “She’s part elf and part angel..” “Unacceptable..”Vladimir roared

For The Last Christmas A The Vampire’s Bride Christmas Bonus Zaira sat crouched in front of the high walls that surrounded the old manor. According to some very reliable sources, this particular vampire had chosen the most obvious of clichés and decided to reside in an old castle that scared the crap out of even the most badass hunters.

“I welcome you dear one and your family. I know you have a lot of questions and I will surely give answers to the ones I know best of.” “Then please, what and who is a blood bride.” “Not what dear one, it's who? And you are right before us.” He stands and slowly comes down from his chair. “The Blood Bride is someone who has a powerful connection between both realms. The witches and the vampires, therefore being able to control whatever happens.” Of course something rises up, and this time I'm the Blood Bride? What more will they say I am in future. “Sorry, come again? I can do, what ?” my aunt hits my hands as she mouths “Don't ask stupid questions.”

The pain in her growl was evident, and I’m sure it reflected in my eyes. Alexander’s expression had softened as if he could sense it himself. “But Vivien will not be there,” he tells me before turning his head to the rest of them. “My bride will be Joanne. Because she…. Is my true mate.”

"Vampires are not welcome!" "Please help me, my name is Brie Drew," I said, my voice trembling. "Drew as in Deb's daughter?" She asked as I nodded. "I don't want to be a vampire, and the only way to change that is to find Elle," I said quietly as the coven grew larger. "I married and was happy for a while, but then I learned about the curse my grandfather had placed on me, so I followed up on a lead. I found my grandfather alive, he turned me into a vampire. It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't start bleeding every time my husband touched me."

The hallway went utterly still. Morgan's hand hung in the air, papers extended. Adrian didn't take them. He stood there, staring at the divorce agreement, and his eyes turned cold. That chill — the kind only a vampire could produce — radiated from him in waves, pressing down on the air around us. "Emily just gave birth." His voice was low. "This isn't the time." Morgan didn't waver. "On the contrary. Now is exactly the time."

Salty tears and the stench of blood still hung thickly in the air. “P – Please …,” a girl begged, her back against the wall on farthest corner as she hugged her knees to her chest. Instead of the bridal attire of the other brides, she wore a dirty blood-stained shirt, jeans, and a pair of running shoes. Her dark brown hair was a knotty mess, and from how she smelled, she might’ve been in a separate group before she was cooped up with the rest of the vampire brides. A disturbing secret. Her eyes were a deep red, boring into him with confusion, fear, and hunger – hunger for his blood. “I – I didn’t do anything …”

People pushed against one another, trying to get closer to the royal announcement board. Curiosity flickered quietly inside me. Slowly, I stepped closer. A large parchment bearing the royal seal had been nailed at the center of the board. BY ORDER OF HIS MAJESTY, THE KING To preserve peace between the Human Kingdom and the Vampire Kingdom, a royal marriage alliance shall be established. An unmarried woman shall be selected as the human bride of the Vampire Crown Prince. The moment people finished reading it, panic erupted across the square. “What?!” “They want to send one of our daughters to the vampires?”

My young mistress's betrothed was dying, and she ordered me to marry him in her place to turn his luck. People believed the joy of a wedding could drive out sickness and misfortune, and that a dying man might be pulled back from the grave by it. "The royal physicians all say Lord Blackwell won't live past seven days! Why should I marry him only to be buried at his side? "He's never even seen me. You can marry him instead. "You're nothing but a lowborn maid. Being allowed to marry the regent is the luck of a lifetime." Before I could react, the glowing words appeared before my eyes again. [Celeste is such an idiot. What does she mean, he won't live past seven days? Lord Blackwell has the