Vampire Charming Novels & Stories

“You sound,” he whispered against her hair, his lips brushing the crown of her head, “like someone who misses me.” A soft, almost imperceptible laugh escaped her, but the way she clung to his shirt betrayed the truth she didn’t say aloud. “Has my deadly charm worked on you yet?” Arnav’s voice was a low, teasing murmur against her ear, laced with that effortless warmth that always made her chest flutter. “Not really,” Raellyn retorted, her lips curling into a faint smirk. “You should at least try to maintain some dignity, you know.”

She’s quiet, and then she responds, “You came in to get some coffee.” “I meant at night.” “No, we didn’t.” Her voice is a little calmer than before. It’s as if having her back to me is giving her the time to compose herself. “Do you want one espresso shot or two?” “One,” I murmur, my eyes fixed on her slender back. She’s got a full figure, slim but curvy, a generous chest, and a perfectly shaped behind. It feels like I’m leering at her; ashamed, I focus my gaze on the back of her neck. Normally, if I’m in close proximity to a vampire, my wolf is uneasy, sensing the threat, but Charlotte doesn’t incite the same reaction.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

The dim lighting cast shadows across his sharp features, enhancing the undeniable beauty that had always marked him. Valen was a masterpiece of vampire allure. His face, perfectly sculpted, held a quiet but overwhelming intensity. High cheekbones, a strong jawline, and lips that, even in their neutral state, seemed to hold the promise of something dangerous. His raven-black hair fell in soft, controlled waves to his shoulders, framing his face in a way that made it impossible to ignore his piercing crimson eyes. Those eyes, glowing faintly in the dim light, held centuries of knowledge, pain, and fury—yet beneath the coldness, there was something infinitely more dangerous: control. Complete a

Something about her seemed so dangerously alluring, but he couldn't understand why. "Easy." Jayce growled deeply at him, his crimson eyes dark with murderous intent. Dante put up his hands. "You're quite lucky to have such a lovely lady at your side. Especially one with such remarkable beauty." Dante winked at her. Lily's cheeks flushed lightly before she rested her hands on her hips. "So, you're that type of man. I'm a little disappointed that that's the charming personality of the very first Vampire." she said sadly. "Ouch, what a jab at my ego." he winced, patting his chest gently. Lily out a small laugh before moving her attention to Janice.

Helen looked concerned at that comment, but said nothing. My shame and humiliation at my confession of wantonness was far more overwhelming than I’d imagined it would be. It appeared the prudence of the eighteenth century had infiltrated into my twenty-first century thought process. Helen eased my discomfort by explaining that vampires not only had the ability to glamour their victims into doing their bidding, but she suspected my wanton behavior was a result of some form of aphrodisiac being slipped into my drink. The only puzzling factor was that I hadn’t taken a drink in my chambers. If I’d been slipped anything in my drink, it would have had to have been given to me in my mead at dinn

… The night was already deep when the crown prince and his army reached Dacria's mighty fortress. Shocked and overwhelmed, the Dacrian soldiers' morale began to drop just by the sight of their enemies. None of them expected that the crown prince would come at them at full force. He did not just bring with him the mighty imperial army but also three out of the five fearsome half-blood vampires.

He took a step back and she landed on the bare floor. "I doubt you know who I am," he spoke without fear. She laughed maniacally, "we, the condemned, have neither fear of the gods nor of man. Tell me, who are you?" He smiled, "I am no man. I am Sebastian Deusdedit, lord of the vampires." She seemed a bit shocked for an instant then her eyes glowed even more. "Even more lovely," she licked blood red lips, "your heart will give us even more power than we have ever had and we will conquer the villages and rip their heart to shreds."

[Stupefying Charm: Level 1] An Ability unlocked from the Incubus Vampire Skill Tree. Grants the ability to use your amazing, charming beauty to stupefy a target, the higher your Magic stat is, and the skill level is, the more intense the stupefying effect becomes, to the point where you can even force others to do your bidding. Can be resisted by foes with high Magic stat or greater existence realms. These Skills were interesting! Chaos couldn't help but wonder how he could use them properly in battle, but he believed that for now, steamrolling his way through weaker enemies would be the swiftest way to grow stronger…

Only the middle-aged female called Marcy Underwood remained chained to his bed. The 450 year old vampire was smitten with the well-preserved sensuality of the conservative businesswoman. She had proven most receptive to his anal impalements and her blood was so pure that it was almost like the delicate taste of an untouched virgin. He stroked her beautiful long silky hair resting with exotic temptation on her hauntingly white unblemished skin.