Vampire Cleaner Novels & Stories

The penanggal breed of east Asia. The third vampire looked a bit like a human. But with very pale skin, with spots and blemishes, red and glossy eyes, muscle-filled body, brooded figure, sharper-looking fangs and nails like that of the Wolverine. He was the guard vampire; The gatekeeper. The Neuntoter from the German vampire species. The vampire that was popularly known as the 'nine killers'

She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing. "Uhm, do you want me to set up a bed for you?" She asked me. "I wouldn't be sleeping." "So you're just going to sit there and watch me sleep?" "Basically. Or I could lay on the bed with you if you'd like." I shot her a smirk knowing full well what effect it had on her. Vampires could sense pretty well human emotions. She took a dazed glance at my lips then refocused back on my eyes. "N-no there would be more than fine." With that, she hopped on her bed and grabbed her laptop making me frown while watching her silently.

"Now, vampire lady, where are you taking me?" "To my house." "You mean, underground cave, right?" Melia rolled her eyes and started walking, with Elijah following closely behind like a shadow in the dark.

Suddenly, the fear that the previous vampire had placed within my heart melted away. My breath was snatched as he said, "He should have known better than to touch what I have claimed." My eyes began to feel heavy as the man approached me. The last thing I remembered was his eyes gleaming down into the mine. ###

"I don't care about them. All I care about is finding that mature clean-blooded human and regain my ability." There are different types of clean blood — infant, mature, and stale. Infant clean blood is from a human whose age ranges from months to one year old. While mature is from a teen to adult. And lastly, stale is from an old human being. Infant clean blood will not increase a vampire's ability but it will stop a vampire from aging. The mature clean blood has a delicious taste that will make a vampire stronger, younger and dominant among the rest. Stale clean blood is bitter and does not give you anything other than its disgusting taste. "That's impossible," Diego said, "We are all going

They both went down in a tangle of limbs. Three more hunters appeared. These were better trained. They moved as a unit, two with silver nets, one with a flamethrower. The one with the flamethrower fired, and I barely dodged as a jet of fire scorched the air where I'd been standing. Fire. Vampires hated fire almost as much as UV light. One of Jaxon's wolves, a smaller brown one, leaped over me and slammed into the hunter with the flamethrower. The weapon went flying, spraying fire across the ceiling. Sprinklers activated immediately, drenching the room in water.

he whispered to them, “You’re safe now, I promise.” I saw the flat cap that Elias had taken to wearing recently on the floor and bent to pick it up. I sighed and looked around the carnage in the room. There must have been eight, maybe ten vampires in here. All dead now, of course. This was the part I didn’t like, the cleanup. It was okay when I worked for the Council, a governing organisation for the supernatural community. They had a cleanup department for this kind of shit. Unfortunately, since I hadn’t set foot in any of the Council places in the last six months, I was pretty sure they would tell me to fuck off if I asked for assistance. Plus add that this was technically an unsanctioned

I flinched at his tone. "Why are you always so careless?" he muttered before rolling up his sleeves. I was too weak to say anything. Suddenly, he bite his wrist and held it out to me. I stared at him in shock. "Lick it . You will be fine." He stated, inching closer to me as I look in horror. "No, No! I don't want to be a vampire!" I yelled, crawling to the corner. Drinking blood from a pure blood will turn me into a vampire!

His blood-stained frame left a hideous imprint on my window and left a crimson trail on my shirt as our bodies collided in his reckless descent. I whipped my head around, locking eyes with him as he let out a guttural groan and shattered the arrows embedded in his flesh with a swift crack. My sharp eye immediately identified the arrows as the very same ones my parents used for hunting in our pack, expertly crafted to target vampires with their deadly poisoned tips. Our pack witch had concocted a potent potion that not only paralyzed vampires, but could prove fatal if left untreated beyond a day.

After all, it's not like I'm going to be the only vampire searching the city. B-negative. All I needed was some B-negative. All Khloe needed was some B-Negative. And if my own pet needed it to ensure her survival, then I was going to get it for her. It's not like I was going to kill anyone. Scaring them was unavoidable at this point... I licked my fangs as I reached the window. ...But I had a pet to take care of.