Vampire Bts Novels & Stories

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

Julian emerges first—pale, elegant in tailored black, fangs gleaming, eyes crimson with hunger. Behind him, the vampire army—hundreds strong, capes billowing though no wind blows, shadows clinging like living cloaks. Some old—Victorian elegance. Some new—modern tactical gear over immortal skin. All deadly. **Julian (bowing slight, voice smooth as silk, smile sharp):** “Storm Queen. Your call echoes in every vein of the night. The Bathory Covenant answers. The horde is yours.” The battle ignites. Swarm charges—tendrils whipping, beasts leaping in waves, gravity pockets warping bullets mid-flight.

Alessia will not casually spill Federico's secret of being an immortal vampire to anyone—let alone the dumb mortal girl who dares to force herself into Federico's home. But Federico does not nod or even look grateful at Alessia. In fact, his brow is beginning to droop low—almost as if he is displeased. "Hailey is my possession. You are not break what is mine," Federico replies. Alessia laughs without any joy. "You can find another servant to replace her. She isn't worth keeping when she's already so defective." Then Federico does the unimaginable. He walks up to Hailey and grabs her by the wrist. The poor, idiot girl startles, but Federico has supernatural strength—one of the perks of being

“No going back now.” I chuckled, and we descended the stairs. My father nodded here and there. I felt eyes on me from everywhere in the room. The only set I paid attention to was a deep blue in the corner. Sebastian wore a similar black tuxedo to my father’s. He was straight as a board with a neutral expression. His black hair was recently trimmed and styled to a modern, messy look. He was a dark, handsome, brooding vampire—the kind books were written about. His bright eyes set my blood on fire.

She could change any moment from now. "Orpheus Bathory!! Yes that is who he is. He is no other person than the son of the vampire king, Vladimir Bathory and he is here for a mission, to get a virgin hybrid but there he is stuck with that vampire rogue, a common bumpkin and his clan is about to face the darkest doom of all times." I cursed in a whimpering tone.

Trish said excitedly and everyone honed in on the gadget. The haunting jazz-and-bass opening of Taehyung’s solo song Stigma was drifting up from the phone’s speakers. Lor’s highly trained ears recognized the piano and acoustic instrumental as very similar but not identical to the version on Everysing (the Korean karaoke app) or any official release by Big Hit Entertainment, the manager of BTS. And when the vocals started, Lor instantly knew it wasn’t V himself but someone doing a cover. Someone who was more careless of his baritone and husky voice; someone who could speak and pronounce fluent Korean and imitate V’s idiosyncrasies. Whoever it was sounded very close to V himself singing live.

It was time to launch an attack on the Vampire King. Arriving home, Lynette, Aiden, and Selena walked into the house. They met Marissa, Amaya, Beckham, Elijah, Colby, and Hadrian who were patiently waiting for them in the living room. The O'Connor brothers had learned that Selena became a vampire and they welcomed her graciously into the crew of nightwalkers. Noticing the pale look on Lynette's face, Colby hoped that she didn't get into a fight with Darius since he wasn't present. “Where is Darius?” Marissa asked as Elijah led them to the library.

They are only used so that fellows can recognize each other and, at the same time, through the smell, know the level of origin of the vampire so that there is a way to address and behave appropriately in a clear hierarchy. What is that? Could those monstrous forms also be bloodsuckers? But they, don't have the Yeg smell... Looking at this slow appearance, it's like they are not vampires belonging to the noble class that can remove the Yeg smell. And the smell of humans on them is still so strong, it's human by flesh and bones. Moreover, how do vampires work as minions for humans? It's an insult!

Maybe I had judged him harshly. Prince Dante continued. “When we reached our teenage years, and were mature enough to understand the gravity of situations, Ambrose revealed to my brothers and I that he was a vampire and not just any vampire, a Pureblood. He also told us that there was a war that was being waged by the humans against the vampires. The vampire takeover didn’t just happen on a whim, Kira. It didn’t happen because we felt like it. It happened because we needed to survive.”

I gulped, analysing the things, and the only thing that smacked in my head was "VAMPIRE." "Yes, sweetheart, I am the vampire!" He growled, making me step back. "I have been watching you since the last days—you are obsessed with vampires!" Bryant laughed, making my heart trump. I can't believe my eyes—a vampire is standing right in front of me. They exist in real life. Wait for a second, so I was right—there are vampire bites on Hannah and Bella. "Are you thinking about Hannah and Bella?" Bryant smirked. "Oh yeah, I bit them—I wanted blood to fill my tummy!" He licked his red lips while stepping close to me.