Vampire Charming Novels & Stories

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.

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.

UNKNOWN POV I am washing my face and having a drink from a lake when I get the strong feeling I'm being watched as I turn I see a vampire coming straight at me, I snear knowing I'm not your average wolf, and I can easily take him. As he gets to me I grab him and throw him into the water, my flight or fight response is surprising me as it usually tells me not to fight but not this time. The vampire comes for me again and I let Kylo take control shifting into my wolf. Kylo snaps at him, missing him by centimetres as he hits Kylo in the side "he's not a regular vampire Ky he has no scent be careful" I tell him as he lunges for the vampire again, suddenly a knife comes seemingly out of nowhere a

"I do know everything there is to know. How else would I serve Lord Vlad perfectly and be in this position? Also..." He stood up and took two steps towards her so that she was within his reach. He touched her chin and gently lifted it up to face him while he gradually brought his face closer to hers. Vanora did not believe that anything would happen between them, so she did not mind the closing distance. He stopped when his face was inches away from hers. "I know what's your power." Vanora's eyes grew wide in pleasant surprise. "What is it?" "It seems to be charm." Vanora frowned instantly. /Charm? A demon of wrath and my power is to charm others?/

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.

Every line of his sculpted physique seemed to exude power, making it clear that he was a force to be reckoned with. His bright blue eyes held an intensity that captivated me, drawing me into their depths. They sparkled with a hidden depth, hinting at centuries of experience and wisdom. This vampire was truly magical. The contrast of his dark blonde hair against his pale complexion added to his allure, accentuating his features and enhancing the charm that emanated from him. I couldn't deny the magnetic pull that Prince Damon possessed, a combination of his physical presence, his royal lineage, and the enigmatic allure that seemed to surround him. Anyone would be drawn to his charming persona

he asked barry who leaned forward grabbing a tablet and moving his finger over it, then stopping suddenly eyes wide “what?” he asked leaning forward and grabbing the ipad only to blink at the picture of ava his little tank going all in on a punching bag, slowly from behind one of his young vampires snuck up only to have ava knock her down, but inside there was no anger or fear in fact he could see his little tank laughing as she helped said young vampire up then a few words and a nod later the young vampire was holding the bag for her. “she made a friend” he whispered as the warm feeling he had felt earlier returned

“You’re too direct.” “I only dare to be honest. And I asked you to call me Valen. Did you forget?” he questions with a wink. Vampires are irresistible. They have a charm that plays naturally against all humans, beasts, and dryads. The individual will be entrapped and intoxicated before they have had the slightest hint of it. It isn’t just beauty—though they often wear it like armor—but something deeper, something stitched into the marrow of what they are.

Beta Ravi replied with some nods of head. "I'm going to fight them." "Yeah, alpha Dante, we are into this together. We shall bring down the heads of those bastards." Beta Ravi said with anger. He never say such words vulgar word before, he sure missing Irene so much that he couldn't even control how he feels. ....... In the vampire lair, Prince Charlie received an unexpected visitor, a vampire known as Serena. She was part of a faction within the vampire council that believed in seeking a peaceful resolution with the werewolves.