Vampire Cleaner Novels & Stories

- Go take a shower and go to bed early. She tried to smile and went upstairs. And when she entered the bathroom, her tears fell again, mixing with the warm water from the shower. This was the first time she saw him cry and cry a lot, very sadly. While she was lost in thought, soaking in a tub filled with white soapy water, the vampire was already wearing his pajamas. He gently touched the healing wounds on his body. Perhaps in a few days, his physical strength will be completely restored. Because he has noble royal blood, he recovers faster than any vampire.

Just as the Vamp steps forward, the air around us wavers. Someone blurs into existence between the Vamp and me just as I hear a loud snap, accompanied by the Vamp’s lifeless body on the floor, a large gaping hole in his chest, and his heart lying on the floor beside him. “Hello mate,” the Vamp’s killer smiles at me, offering me something white that is coated in red sticky liquid. It’s the Vampire's fang. He didn’t just kill him; he pulled out his fang. The most humiliating way to kill a Vampire.

My eyes instinctively fell shut as I braced myself for the blow, but a calm voice interrupted before her manicured fingers could connect with my already stinging cheek. "My lady, there's no need to soil your hands on account of the hunter." The stoic vampire had stepped smoothly forward, gently taking Eliza's raised hand and carefully wiping her blood-tipped fingernails clean with a pristine white cloth. "You need only say the word and we will handle all the dirty work for you."

I pushed her onto the bed properly this time, spread her legs wide, and buried my face between them, licking up our combined mess before sliding back inside her. We went at it again, slower but no less filthy—her riding me, me taking her from behind once more, her mouth on me until I was hard and angry and lost in the motion. It barely felt like a choice anymore. Just a habit and relief. When it was finally over, sweat cooling on our skin, I reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out the small vial of blood cleanser. Seraphine’s eyes narrowed when I tossed it onto the bed beside her. “What the hell is this?”

In a few seconds, Resa walked out of the office and soon, out of the company's walls. She decided to used her vampiric powers to get home quickly, which was inhuman speed than rather, take a taxi. She ran very fast due to her powers and made sure no human saw her. Getting into the estate, she saw someone approaching the direction of her house and she sensed that the person wasn't human. It was a young man. With gold hair to be precise. If those guards had seen him, they wouldn't have allowed him in. Resa thought. As she got closer to him, she sensed he was a witch. "...shit!..." She uttered under her breath. She was sure he teleported here that's why the guards didn't see him. If they knew h

My house has never been cleaner. Funny, how hard it is to get back to your normal routine after almost sleeping with a sixteen-hundred-year-old vampire and there’s a chance a Gatekeeper of the underworld is walking around the Midwest. Yesterday, after visiting Betty at her parents’ house, I deep cleaned my kitchen. And I mean deep. I took expired food out of my pantry and reorganized my herb cabinet. I even vacuumed under the stove. Then I moved onto my bedroom. Dusted everything, changed the sheets, and changed out all my protective crystals for freshly charged ones. I tackled the bathroom next and then crashed on the couch with a bottle of sweet red wine while watching 80s movies.

Many were killed or seriously injured. Meanwhile, the leaders of the Echelon Vampire Clan were forcibly taken into a dark and cold underground room. The room turned out to be a secret chamber built by humans for the purpose of capturing and killing vampires. The room had walls and floors lined with iron and silver, two metals that could weaken the power of vampires. It also had small windows that could be opened and closed as the humans wished.

's why the vampire race still retains its pure power until now. Unlike the purifiers, because of the power in the human world, they accept to trade the purest blood to marry a foreigner with a human, in return, they gain immense power and status. high in society. The task of the purifier is to destroy the vampires who commit the most cavalier errors, they have the task of killing and purifying those criminals to deter them. But in the coming centuries, the purifiers no longer do that, vampires no longer kill people indiscriminately and no longer live apart from society, they mingle, do business and join the army. , began to marry foreigners but in small numbers. They also began to have feeli

One of my acquired abilities was that I could walk during the day. Because we had a Council meeting tonight, I showered again. Paul and I hadn't had intercourse, but vampires have sharp noses and they can smell sex from a mile away. With the succubus in me I've been known to bathe three or four times in a day. Most vampires like my co-Council member Frank bathed a few times a year—if that. Vampires don't sweat. Also, we don't get tooth decay so many vamps don't think about hygiene, especially the old school vamps. The modern vamps dress sharp and want to smell good, but those of us that do are few and far between.

I sprang up, launching myself onto his back. I heard a loud crack. Looking up I saw Seb sticking a long sliver stake into the vamps body. Everyone froze just watching the scene. The vampire beneath Seb began to shake and black smoke filtered from his mouth before he burst into a million pieces of ash. Wow totally was expecting that. Now it’s three against two . . . Also wasn’t expecting the vampire whose back I was on to grab my head and flip me off of him. He slammed my back to the ground. He brought his massive fist down but luckily I rolled out of the way in time.