Vampire Chronicles Kindle Novels & Stories

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.

She watched him intently reading her schedule. “Go back to your classes. I'll see you later mate," he said and gave her the schedule back. He disappeared into the thin air leaving Cassandra all by himself. “That fvcker,” she cursed under her breath and stomped her feet. She breathed deeply and looked at the ceiling, realizing something. Her mate is no other than Sebastian Alistair Blood and worst of all he is the vampire prince. Cassandra doesn’t know if it’s possible to be mates with a vampire. Cassandra was lost in her thoughts. She heaved a sigh and left the room. She went back to her classes as the break was finally over.

“The only way to be better at blood lust is not giving in. It's like a curse and temptation that comes with being a vampire. If you fight, it overpowers you.” “When it attacks, try and push your mind off it. Think of one of the best times in your life, something very positive that chases it away. Don't keep it hanging for too long. After any gatherings, meetings. Try and feed.” His orientation sinks in properly. Better than lectures at Trey’s college. “Open your eyes.” He commands. Lucian cuts open the antelope he open as he fetches blood from its neck. He stretches his hand, giving it to me. “Drink,” his voice calm as if this was not disgusting.

The most toxic of all metals for vampires. He looked past them, and saw additional layers of bars behind them. He had no doubt now that the savage seven were being kept here. Kyle heard a faint rumbling noise. As he leaned in, suddenly a long, yellow claw reached out of the blackness, towards the bars. This was followed by a hideous face, with long, orange fangs, drooling. He could smell its rotten breath, even from here. Ancient, primordial creatures, the savage seven were too hideous too look at, even for Kyle, and he had to turn away. For a moment, he felt relieved that they were locked up, and he second-guessed releasing them.

Eyes may change shape, hands will change, and hair and eyebrows will gradually thicken and change color. She snapped the book shut and opened the next one. ...The belief in vampires and bloodsucking demons is as old as man himself and may go back to prehistoric times... Grabbing the last of the books she’d taken down from the shelf, she flipped the pages until she found what she was looking for. A smile of satisfaction covered her face as she skimmed that page

Kyra found the huge library easily enough with the help of an Omega. The smell of old books and dust greeted her the moment she entered the library. It took Kyra ten minutes to walk from one end to the other. The labyrinth of books with thick worn out spines are neatly arranged on the wooden shelves. Rows and rows of books are placed, one row older than the other. Centuries old history of the Lycan's and the Werewolfs was proudly displayed in one section. Another section belongs to their medical knowledge. Moon goddess, Vampires, golden wolves and so on. You name it this library has it.

Christopher pulled at one of his hands but found he could not break the leather and metal combination. "But that led to nowhere. There was nothing within the blood that I could manipulate that would translate back into the host. So I tried something else. It was an accident," he tossed the vial into his other hand in a careful move. "Well," he cocked his head, "almost an accident." He gave a chuckle. "I never meant to kill the vampire girl but it was either her or me that night." Christopher tugged harder at both restraints on his hands. His breathing began to be anything but regular. "Vampires blood is darker than werewolves or humans. Thicker too. It courses through their veins slowly, kee

Before she could ask anything, he was gone. Violetta's hands fidgeted as she thought whether or not she should touch the part of the chest he was bitten at the risk of her getting an infection. "Oh no, what should I do? I've never seen a vampire bite before…" her hands nervously shook in mid air. Tyler then grabbed her hand and Violetta froze, "Lily, is it really you?" Tyler was hallucinating and Violetta was panicking. "General, please snap out of it. I'm trying to help you...you have to snap out of it." Her voice shook. •••••••••••••

Blood seeped through the fabric, warm against my shaking hands. I swallowed hard. “Okay. First step: stop bleeding. Second step: don’t panic. Third step: find magical vampire first-aid kit.” A drawer slid open with a loud shunk. I yelped. “BRENDA! That is NOT helping!” Inside the drawer sat a crystal bottle full of thick dark liquid. I stared. I blinked. I stared again. “…Is that blood?” The lights flickered once. Yes. “Is it vintage? Like… does blood expire?”

Eventually, with my arms full, I found Nicholas still in the fantasy section. He was engrossed in a thick hardcover, his brow furrowed in concentration. “Find something good?” I asked, approaching him. “Possibly. But I think you might like this one.” He handed me a paperback with an image of a woman wielding a sword on the front. I read the title aloud. “‘The Lycan Chronicles.’ Hmm, never heard of it.” “It’s a fantasy series,” he explained, still flipping through his own book. “Great world-building, complex characters...” He glanced up and smirked. “Plus, it has some... steamy scenes.”