Vampire Cafe Novels & Stories

"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

Demika chips in a rhetorical question that’s placed somewhere in-between sarcasm and curiosity. It is no news that the Vampyres don’t come out during the day. However, the Adam twins are different—they do come out whenever they wish, only, they decide not to, just to avoid unnecessary familiarity.

My eyes widened-he'd said it loud enough for others to hear. He caught my reaction and scoffed lightly. "Relax. Everyone here is one of us. You'd know that if you were fully transitioned." I let out a quiet breath and slid into the seat across from him. "Is this your place?" I asked, glancing around the cozy shop. He nodded. "Yeah. Vampires only really drink three things, blood, alcohol, and coffee. I figured I'd give them a place to enjoy at least one of those in peace. And talk."

it's a small cozy cafe named'BAKE MY LOVE',. Ahh rubbish.. people do alot of weird stuff for the publicity and guess what this name sucks to me.. Although I didn't like the name of cafe still looking at the interior I visited inside.. It was a cozy cafe filled with light music and a shelf of books... at one wall there written loads of quotes... One of the lady came to take my order, I didn't look at her and ordered the weirdest dish which they were serving.. GOOSEBERRY CHEESECAKE

We built our own. And we had. Our little café had become a gathering place for other supernatural beings living in the human world. We never advertised it, but they could sense what we were, just as we could sense them. A vampire who worked night shifts at the hospital was a regular. A pair of fae sisters had a standing order for our lavender scones. We created something uniquely ours.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?