Vampire Candle Novels & Stories

I order as I pull him after me. I job up the cracked walkway as I pull the keys out of my pocket, glancing around once more. I open the door and usher him inside. I don't flip on the light switch and there's a stretch of stillness before I light the candlelight on the other side of the room. I watch as my human feels blindly around him as he looks for where to sit. As a vampire, I don't need light to see. He takes a seat on the sofa close to the door with his legs drawn up into his chest.

Just as we were conspiring in the hallway about an escape route, a scream, then a roar—not of a beast, but of tortured energy—came from outside the window. I threw open the window. A blinding flare instantly lit up half the night sky. Not far away, intense UV flames—specifically lethal to vampires—rocketed into the sky. That was... the dungeon holding Cassian!

Charming, right? He started prepping his ritual like a chef who already knows everyone’s last meal. Out came the candles—made from angel fat, because why not be extra? The flames lit up the place with this nauseating violet flicker, gobbling up what little light remained. The whole room shifted, almost like the darkness was thick enough to chew.

Louder, she continued, “You are to serve him tonight for dinner.” Vampires didn’t eat like other creatures. They needed blood to survive, preferably straight from the source. The tributes were mainly selected to be those blood wells. As werewolves could generally heal quickly, I imagined vampires could feast on them many times before the tributes finally succumbed. Knowing that, and knowing that I was the tribute selected to be Vampire Duke Damien’s blood pet, I guessed serving him for dinner meant that I would personally be the food, with my blood on the menu.

"Jet, I'm warning you to stay away from Ranz and I want to tell you that we're done already?" " Why? Is it because of Vlahdy? Do you know what the first time I saw that guy, there's something different from him? I sense that he's a vampire and once that ill know his real identity I'll gonna kill him right away." "How dare you! How can you know if he's a vampire or not? I'll tell you. You will never know the real identity of Vlahdy. Stay away from him!" "No, you are wrong! Do you see this? This is a perfume I made it to know who vampires are. This is a perfume I first use for Moana. After smelling it a vampire will collapse for a second but will gain consciousness after ten seconds. It's so

It was like knowing I had to be up in a few hours and being unable to sleep, my mind broadcasting images and messages that would keep me awake. Vampires cannot walk in the sunlight, I told myself firmly. Holding my focus in place, I continued: vampires cannot eat or drink anything, only blood. Vampires heal much quicker than humans, but they can be injured, and killed. To kill a vampire, a stake must not be removed prematurely. Vampires can only be killed with wood. Oak wood is the most powerful, and the deadliest to them.

She keeps tapping the ground until they were all down and begging her to stop. Willow sways his hands and allows all the lights come out from his palm. He plays the ball of lights that creates a fire. Vampires weep and, in a blur of speed, they are all running into the depths of wood. But before they could run away, Willow throws the ball of fire into them.

he teased. Ava’s heart raced as the telltale click of a lighter reached her ears. The aromatic scent of the candle reached her, bringing a calming sensation amid the growing anticipation. "I’ve always loved playing with candle wax, you know," Carver whispered, his breath caressing her ear, sending shivers down her spine. He let the candle burn for a moment, the soft glow illuminating the room, casting shadows that danced on the walls. The first drop of melted wax landed on her sensitive skin, and Ava gasped, her back arching in surprise. The warmth spread, fading to a gentle tingle.

She understood that they would crave blood but other than that she could not find any answers. They returned to the castle by half past eleven during the night. It was quite dark inside the building and the lights of the castle were off. Nomatter how hard she strained her eyes she still could not see. Luckily, Kyson was by her side and with his super vision he led her carefully into the living room, while pondering as to why the lights where off. There were many candles, torches and solar lights in the storeroom. He just couIdn't understand.

A gasp immediately escaped her lips "The men slaves are used as guards,only those who will swear their loyalty.But those who would not,would be killed." Jenna continued to explain "The ladies or girls are either used as sex slave or blood machine" "Blood machine?" Nina repeated Jenna nodded "What I mean is..the Vampires draws blood from them.If they're lucky and it's just a little amount,the lady might just become a vampire" Another fierce gasp escaped Nina's lips. "If they're unlucky and it's a huge amount," Jenna paused "She might die"