Vampire Cleaner Novels & Stories

"Sanitation protocols engaged. Release the Cleaners." "Cleaners?" Hayley squeaked. "That sounds... helpful?" "It's not," Jack grabbed her arm. "Run!" At the far end of the factory floor, huge bay doors slid open. Steam poured out, followed by the sound of skittering metal. The "Cleaners" emerged. They were spider-like automatons, the size of compact cars, with four razor-sharp legs and a central chassis loaded with industrial cleaning equipment—if you considered flamethrowers and circular saws to be cleaning equipment.

The vampire waved as she walked off to finish her job. Cal went to speak with the scrubbers and cleaners about both sights.

Then appeared black jeeps from far away with Gatling guns as well. There were also bikes whose riders had a hand on the handle and the other firing a gun. The hunters got into their vehicles and started leaving. "Devina, I'll need your help to cleanse them." Hannah said as she moved to the bodies of the vampires. Devina nodded and they held hands. " El Vampiro Purificar Sangre Lujuria!" Hannah whispered and Devina nodded. They repeated the spell over and over as Elsa and Rio removed the pin from the necks of the Vampire.

Messy blood rushed down like a larva from a volcano. "He did this to yoy" Lucy said dropping the napkin she used to clean him up. "He has gotten stronger, so i have to work harder" Trivas said trying to adjust his backbone that seem to have bent. "Or you mean we witches have to work harder, We have been sending you on mission forgetting we are the supernaturals here" Lucy said washing black blood away from her hands in a pool of water. "i will call one of the witches to clean you up, i will be back" Lucy said all furious picking a needle she used to access black magic. Lucy entered through a portal apearing at the front of the vamps pack.

I was putting on my shoes by the front door when Daisy stopped me to hand me a small bottle. I looked at it, then looked back at her. “What is this? I know the city’s not so safe right now, but I don’t think pepper spray is going to stop a serial killer.” Daisy rolled her eyes. “It’s garlic powder.” “Oh for fuck’s sake, you’re still on this vampire bullshit?” I pushed the bottle back into her hands but she stepped back. “Just hold it with you. It’s better to be safe than sorry.” I shook my head, but stuffed the bottle in my bra. My Uber was waiting outside, and by the time I pulled up to the event hall, the party was in full swing.

Becca’s eyes grew as wide as saucers as she breathed out, “Dad.” Shier checked Alexander’s appearance, which was a long black coat reaching down to his knees and jeans. He didn’t fail to ascertain that Alexander was a vampire. He was the reason Becca had the smell of a vampire on her which he could sense due to being a scientist. Immediately, he grabbed Becca’s hand and pulled her inside. “Dad, what are you—” Becca was interrupted when Shier pushed her inside her bedroom.

Answers Bash couldn’t give him because he was still unconscious, and could be for a long time. Quin wondered why Bash stayed out so late, or what was the reason he had been late, why would he risk exposing himself to hunters? Quin was certain the hunters had only attacked Bash and there was no one else. He smelled the blood of at least three humans on him. The council had to wait until sundown to send out the Cleaners. Cleaners were vampires who cleaned scenes of attack and removed bodies and any traces of blood. In this case, the Cleaners had to find the scene of attack without help. The council was hoping it wasn’t in the open, where someone else might stumble across the bodies before they

The True Vampire hissed, pressing his advantage, his fangs elongating. ​A white-armored boot slammed into the vampire’s chest. ​The impact launched the creature ten feet backward into the mud. Vesh stepped in front of me, his obsidian blade sweeping out to sever the vampire’s head before it could rise. ​Vesh didn't look back at me. "Keep your guard up, Blackwood. I won't always be there to babysit." ​I grit my teeth, pushing myself up from the mud. "I didn't ask for your help."

“Dead?” She met my gaze dead-on. “I don’t care.” I studied her for a long moment. She wasn’t bluffing. Whatever was pushing her, whatever kind of desperation this was, it was stronger than fear. A slow, dangerous smile pulled at my lips. “Wow.” The words of the curse echoed in my head like a prayer I hated: If the Crimson Stone enters a human and cannot be removed, the vampire must be bound to that human until it’s reclaimed. Through intimacy. And the human never survives it.

Breath-deep, all teeth and instinct. I caught the vampire by the throat. Its dead eyes widened. "You messed with the wrong house." I growled. I drove my claws from my opposite hand up beneath its jaw and tore. The thing came apart with a cracking, wet sound that echoed through the clearing. Black blood sprayed across the snow and steamed where it hit, eating tiny pits into the frost. The vampire's body hit the ground in two heavy pieces, twitching once before going still. Fast, Messy. Finished.