Vampire City Novels & Stories

Slain by a vampire. Behind the castle was the dark woods, Aiden noticed as he stepped in, he squinted through, catching Lynette who was dealing with three vampires. Snarling. Growling. Snapping. Lynette stammered as she stepped back, watching the fangs of those vampires drop as they looked at her neck. She had a scratch on her neck and her blood trickled down to her shoulder. They screeched and they approached her trying to deny themselves her appealing blood, but it just pulled them closer and she stepped backward in a fuss. Aiden tried to interfere, but the windows blew open and its pieces shattered as two people fell from it. One was a human and the other was a vampire. The human was abou

except me. We waited until dusk before we decided to go back on the road. We still had more than 5 hours, before we reached our destination---the city of Zirconia. "When we reach the city, we will go straight to Miss Rita's house. She also sent this car to pick us up." for the first time, since we left the Revelous Kingdom. He thought of speaking longer. "Who is she, a city vampire?" vampires are rare in the city. The city was dominated by the human population. There are more vampires in provinces where there are more forests and vast lands.

Well, no one can notice them that easily because there are a lot of individuals and entrepreneurs, the city is always lively, the biggest city, containing about 85,000 land areas containing the volkir forest. Vanguard is known for its advancing technologist, able to find an easy solution, to solve their difficulties in a perfect way, which made them very dangerous when it comes to a prepared war, they have won many wars that are bigger than them, just like the war between werewolves and the Vanguard city, it is a war none other cities can face but they made it easier as soon as they noticed that it becoming worst, with their technology, they are able to find the weakness of the werewolves wh

I sent him a curious glance but he said nothing, eyes trained on the glass and the world outside. “Look.” He said softly and I turned to do so and paused. Sprawled down below, was the massive city of Drusden, the Vampire haven I’d heard only whispers about until coming here with Dymon. A gasp caught in my throat at the scene, for it was beautiful, in a dark, lonely way. The sky was a deep black of the night, so intensely black that was almost blue with stars twinkling all over it like diamonds trapped in a firmament of darkness. It seemed like an eternal night that hung all over the city and beautiful as it was, I couldn’t tell if it was a good or bad thing.

Death Vally looked absolutely incredible and we could not help but join the tourists in taking pictures and making videos. For a moment we forgot the true reason that we were here, which was to meet with the leader of the vampire city. “Next top would be the river of blood,” The driver that was helping us tour the city informed us. We were thrilled to see this river of blood that was talked about. Was it actually a river of blood? I would not put it past this city for it to actually be a river of blood, considering that they were vampires.

"Behold, my minions! The time has come to assert our dominance over these feeble humans. Let their screams be the symphony of our triumph!" As the vampires descended upon the city, the residents, caught off guard, screamed and fled in terror. Panic rippled through the streets, blending with the distant wails of sirens and the ominous cackles of the undead. Vic, reveling in the chaos, surveyed the unfolding scene with a sinister satisfaction. One resident, a middle-aged woman named Emma, gasped as she witnessed the vampire onslaught. "Oh my God, what's happening? Vampires in broad daylight? This can't be real!"

If nothing else was evidence that she had found her missing ribs, this should be counted as one. As they both moved into the huge beautiful palace, she couldn't hold back her gasp at the wealthy outlook. The golden chandeliers, the golden case, the diamond-crafted artworks. Vampire city is indeed the city of the rich. Not like back home, their clans are not rich. In fact, the Werewolves are considered wealthy but in terms of war and other basic needs. Vampire city is known to be home to thousands of natural resources.

The cigarette nowadays are like a bar of gold to be bought. With their number, I know I won't be able to fend off their attacks alone. I need to escape but I also have to put up a fight first. So as a sign of acceptance for their invitation, I showed a smile to the person who called me. He lunged forward with his tracked claws. I quickly dodged his attack. None of this kind of ambush happened to me in the forest. I guess I should get myself used to this while living here in the city. Haist. No surprises at all. Vampires are known to be urban dwellers. They live in places close to the people who are just trying to live peacefully in this cruel world. The world were they once ruled.

If it wasn’t too late. Caleb looked down as he flew over the New York City skyline. It was complete mayhem down there. They flew down Central Park West, skirting the edge of the park, and he saw chaos both in and outside the park. Like everywhere else in the city, Central Park West, for dozens of blocks, was completely clogged with cars, smashed into each other. Passengers leaned on their horns, cursed at each other, jumped out and ran. But before they could get far, they were pounced upon by mercenary vampires. Everywhere was bloodshed. For every human, there was at least one vampire. They were crawling all over the city, like ants. And they were tearing these humans apart.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.