Vampire Cafe Novels & Stories

" That will be 10 dollars please . " Jace hands over the money and grabs our drinks . " Let's sit here " He sits at a table for two and I join him . I grab my drink from him , it looks so creamy . Before having a sip , I lick some of the cream frosting on top and purse my lips . " Mmm this is really good ! " My eyes widen . I've never tried this before . Since Aeron was a vampire we usually avoided places with a lot of coffee and chocolate . We mostly just went to restaurants instead of cafes .

Aster: Behind the desk sat an impressive man. He was attractive, like all of them, with amazing white hair and the most unique eyes she had ever seen – icy, pale blue. Do vampires only transform good-looking people? She wondered. He looked strangely familiar, and when he spoke she had the uncomfortable feeling that she had heard his voice somewhere before. “Miss Montgomery,” he said, and his deep, gravelly voice sent shivers up and down her spine. “It’s such a pleasure to finally meet you.”

Long hair is scattered all over the coffin, each strand is jet-black, soft as silk, flowing smoothly under the body. Oralie looked at the girl lying in the coffin, her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes showing a thoughtful expression. Because the coffin had been lying here for so long that it was covered with moss. However, lying inside was not a dry skeleton with white bones, nor a corpse rotting to the bone, but a young girl. A young girl who may be still in her youth but is infected with the ultimate grief of May. Obviously, the one lying here was a vampire, a blood-sucking demon that was at least a few hundred years old.

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

—I look at the cake in his hands —Ah, I made a tres leches cake yesterday, I brought you both some. —Did you... make it? —Of course I did," he said with a smile, "I see... you're surprised because I'm a vampire.... —Well I... —Even though we are vampires doesn't mean we will be sitting around for decades waiting for time to come upon us —I felt embarrassed for what I said without thinking —I hope you enjoy it —she spins on her heels but turns her gaze back to me —I almost forgot, since you are now part of our family being the bride of my dread Antton, you are invited to a family dinner tonight.

"There's a bunch of weirdos here rubbing up on everyone. Can you come pick me up?" My eyes widened as she described the club to me. I quickly realized it was a well-known vampire club for newly turned vampires. How had Kaya even gotten inside? Sh*t. Did a vampire take her there? "Okay, Kaya, listen to me." I looked up at the sky and noted that it was still somewhat dark out. "Go into one of the bathroom stalls and just wait until I get there, okay?" "There's a lot of weird-looking people here Mia." I could hear the worry seeping into her voice. I shut my eyes tightly to stop a loud noise of frustration from leaving my mouth.

“There!” I pause the video, pointing at two extraordinarily good-looking men. “Those are vampires.” I just know. As I press the play button, I watch them scan the cafe for someone. They purchase some coffee and sit, their eyes roaming around the place. Neither of them touches their drinks. As they leave, they toss them in the trash can by the door. They had disposable cups. I frowned, my lips pressing into a thin line. I’m about to switch to the video for the next day when Robert stops me with a touch of his hand. “Not yet. Play the whole thing at double the speed.”

“There!” I pause the video, pointing at two extraordinarily good-looking men. “Those are vampires.” I just know. As I press the play button, I watch them scan the cafe for someone. They purchase some coffee and sit, their eyes roaming around the place. Neither of them touches their drinks. As they leave, they toss them in the trash can by the door. They had disposable cups. I frown, my lips pressing into a thin line. I’m about to switch to the video for the next day when Robert stops me with a touch of his hand. “Not yet. Play the whole thing at double the speed.”

Della's POV "I'll have a Spanish latte with an extra shot of espresso," I told the server. Since Stella took the initiative to invite me for a meet-up, who am I to decline? After all, it would be a good opportunity for me to know more about her and what she might be up to. So, here we were, in MoonDrip Café. It was a famous café for elite werewolves. The entire café was situated in the middle of the forest, and the café itself looked like a cabin while there were tables placed on the forest as well.

“I have an apartment on the second floor of the Vamp House and Carter has his apartment on the third floor that he shares with Nathanial, both of them being single and always busy with work, so it’s easy for them to share the floor. But they also have their own homes that they live in most of the time. The rest of the floors are reserved for the warriors and other vampires who don’t have their own homes. Most of the village workers live there for convenience. It’s also where we hold all our events and meals. I wondered what the rankings were and if it had anything to do with the floors they lived on. But I decided not to ask right now. “I see,” I said, still gawking at the building. “Our day