Vampire Charming Novels & Stories

Having a Sired Vampire could make you feel warmth of the family? Charlotte had never heard about it in ninety years of her life. Although she aged slowly but her experience was more than her looks. She had seen many Master-Slave relationships in this dynamic. Liam was really a kind-hearted human being. His humanity was the most beautiful thing about him. She left instant connection in that hug, she reciprocated it and hugged him back. “Charlotte!” They both jumped in each other’s embrace. Charlotte felt suffocated as the air around them was becoming dense. What she sighted was quite shocking!

He really liked Shada's body, even wanted to own it. Shada only gave a faint smile at Demian's attitude. Now, she enjoyed the touch of his burly hands on her face. The burly hand removed the fine hairs from Shada's face, occasionally wiping her sweat. "I didn't know vampires could be this romantic." Shada pulled the corners of her lips up sweetly. To her, the handsome man was more human when making love. "Wait, vampires have lust?" Shada realized and immediately smothered her own mouth.

Then, turning towards a fallen Hailey, I asked, "Is this some of your new tricks to separate me and Daniel? Because trust me they aren't working." "Don't trust me then. But, will you deny what you see with your own eyes? You won't. Right? Daniel is a vampire. Not just any vampire. He's the Vampire King of Eleneas. I saw it with my own eyes!" Hailey's words just made me narrow my eyes at the game she and her brother were playing to separate me and Daniel.

The vampires. At least eight or nine that I could immediately identify. Each one more devastatingly beautiful than the last. One had midnight-black hair and molten silver eyes that seemed to pierce straight through flesh and bone. Another — tall, golden-haired Elias — wore a wicked, boyish grin that promised both pleasure and ruin. Seraphine, with her cascading fiery red hair and crimson lips, moved like living temptation incarnate. Viktor looked like a broad-shouldered warrior carved from marble, while Damien’s dark, smoldering intensity made my knees feel weak. They didn’t hide what they were.

I wanted to grow. “Sebastian has never shown interest in anyone at court, and now to have a blood bond with a gifted vampire.” And she took the bait. I loved being devious. It took so little effort to manipulate others to do my dirty work. “A vampire that can freeze time.” She looked up at me. “Do you think if she were strong enough, Sarah could freeze an entire army or everyone in the castle if she wanted to?” “With the way Sebastian has been pushing her. I think she is stronger than we know.”

he said in a calm, deep voice, “give us the girl, and no one else need to do die this night.” “I would rather--” Aster put her hand on his upper arm and pushed past him. He hissed her name, but she ignored him. “Who are you?” she asked. “My name is Armand,” he said, inclining his head in her direction. “It is my deepest pleasure to finally make your acquaintance Aster.” “You are here for me?” “Naturally.” The vampire smiled. “To kill me or take me?” “Now why would we kill you? You are so special. There’s no one else like you in the world.”

The weather was hot in the streets of LA as the youths walked around in summer clothes, laughing and talking while I walked down the streets. It seemed my charisma was enough to draw attention as all the humans stared at me in admiration and praise as I strutted the streets. It wasn't my fault I called attention like a succubus it was what we vampires saw as our charm. This charm was very helpful for hypnosis as humans get lost, staring into our eyes and subconsciously creating patterns in their head that gets us into their mind.

I'm not going to let this man take what belongs to me. "Put her back. She has been my love for 500 years. She will stay mine for another 500. You have no right sir!" I call out. "Oh but I do" With that he leaves and I'm stuck on the floor with a broken arm and most likely a broken ribcage. I've never encountered a vampire with such steel like tolerance. Must be witch craft. That's right the witch "DEAREST" I shout. The witch queen comes running in "My love, what happened. I was put under a haze my charm didn't protect me from it" Oh so the mystery kidnapping vampire, can haze through a witches charm. Infuriating.

Keep trying, though it’s cute. Charlie’s voice turns sly. “Cute? I’m irresistible, Beatrice. Picture me human, tall, dashing, those eyes locked on you. Alarica’s a challenge, but you? You’re my heart’s desire.” Alarica cuts in, exasperated. “Enough, Charles Leopold Von Edelstein! Vampires ahead and I need your nose, not your bad pick up lines. Halfway to the ranch is the goal—focus!”

I then realized the vampire had used his charm on her. A spell no mortal can evade. Vampires of old would use this ability to lure people and feed off them. In today’s society, this practice is forbidden. I studied her neck and arms for any punctured wounds, but there was nothing. “Don’t worry, beautiful. The information you gave me is very helpful,” he uttered tenderly; then looked towards me, though it was not at me, but behind, where that fucker was. “We will find your friend, I promise,” he continued dotingly.