Vampire Chronicles Kindle Novels & Stories

His large, light brown eyes opened wide, and as she watched him, they changed color to a light green. Caitlin sat up straighter, and saw that her glass of red wine was still full. She took a sip, and it warmed her. She hadn’t eaten in a while, and went right to her head. She saw the other plastic glass sitting there, and she remembered her manners. “Can I pour you some?” she asked, then added, nervously, “that is, I mean, I don’t know if you drink—” He laughed. “Yes, vampires drink wine, too,” he said with a smile, and came over and held the glass while she poured.

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

• Back in Dark Wand Pack, where she was betrayed, Eric’s father and alpha of the pack was thoroughly searching for the Blood Moon Chronicles: The Book of Power. Once lost to the annals of history, the Blood Moon Chronicles: The Book of Power was a fabled tome that was said to hold the key to unlocking the power of the Moon Goddess. For centuries, werewolves across the world searched for this elusive book, hoping to find the secret to unlocking their true potential and becoming the strongest and most powerful creatures to roam the earth.

Though the two words sound the same when spoken, our written records would clearly distinguish between the pure of blood and the lesser of the species. Our entire history, weaknesses, strengths and deeds are painstakingly recorded in great detail in a specially commissioned, leather bound ledger that he has come to call ‘The Vampyre Chronicles.’ The Vampyre being referred to is himself, not the race as a whole. He is beginning to believe in his own legend and that is not good for anyone, myself included.

As I was about to ask him something else, he spoke perverting me from adding any other world. " All vampires are sleeping, for now, do no one would annoy you - including me. So take the chance to learn more about yourself." With just that, he left, and I was now alone in the immense library. I took this as a chance to have a look around and read some random information. I gather as many as I could from books, but not any kind of books, the one that talks about the vampires' history and creation, the war between species, also a book of curses, and another one that describes Lycans as the number one enemy for vampires. I took all these books to my room and locked myself while reading. The firs

He held up the book so I could see how much of it he had read. “You’re reading my vampire romance?” Obviously, I knew this already, but I still couldn’t believe he actually had it in his hands. I was more than a little embarrassed. “Well, yeah,” Brandon said, pulling it away from me. “Fangs of Love by Amber Rose. It’s really quite interesting. I’m doing research.” He said it in an overly romanticized voice and I could feel my face turning red. “Just give it here,” I whispered, reaching for it again. He held it just out of my reach.

It made his light-colored eyes seem more lively. For a moment, I felt a spark of great fear settle in me. I had been brave earlier that day when I had told him to get lost, but that was when Sol was around and Serin wasn't too far away. Despite being a half-blooded vampire, Kyrin, as he stood before me, now screamed every bit of pureblood as the rest. His hair was slicked back, and his back straight. A lazy smirk settled on his face. "Cat got your tongue?" he asked as he walked forward. I shook my head. Kyrin took another curious look at me before looking around and then back to me again. "What are you doing in the building alone?"

The wind howled through the Moon Crest Pack's territory as the blood-red sky churned overhead. The air was heavy with the scent of danger. Alpha Jason stood in front of his home, his wolf instincts on full alert, while Natalie clung to Charles, her heart pounding. Above them, a dark mist swirled, forming into the shape of a tall, imposing man with glowing crimson eyes-Charlie Johnson, King of the Vampires. His presence was suffocating, his voice deep and commanding as it thundered across the land.

I accepted them gratefully and munched while she talked. I was saddened when she told me the gestation period for a vampire child is roughly five months. It didn’t seem like it was enough time to get used to the idea of being a mother. She warned me to be ready for the changes that would occur in my body at a steady, rapid pace. The more I heard, the more concerned I was about what was happening. It was all too fast. Everything was happening too, too, too fast!

I didn't understand how it could be that way. My neck began to prickle, and another Vampire materialized in the room. He was old and stooped and wore a long white robe like a monk would wear. Someone had to turn him when he was old. It seemed such a horrible thing to be trapped for all eternity in that decrepit body. Four more Vampires materialized, each wearing white, and they stared at me. In unison they began to glide toward me—all except Alexis, who watched me with completely black eyes.