Vampire Cookie Fanart Novels & Stories

Hello everyone! Welcome to this Vampire story. It has werewolves and Witches too but the main lead is a vampire so everything revolves around him. The world background I attempted I hope you will like. It is a slow-burn book and gore .. Also it has explicit scenes I don't recommend under age. ★Excerpt★ She tasted sweet, like oranges, liquid sunshine in my mouth as we kissed, our tongues playing together." ''Darling why your lips were swollen , Did anything bite your lip?" Smirking Majesty held her close ...

I reached the table in a few short moments, dropping back into a bow; I did not want to anger these creatures, not if I could help it. “Do you know who we are, witch?” Said the second male vampire and I could tell that he was much younger than the first, his English accent less prominent in his voice. The second male had the same raven hair as the first, though his reached the apex of his back; a similar central parting but without the shortness as the sides. He was as slim as the first, with piercing amber eyes much like that of the older vampire; his stance on witches clear to be nothing other than distain, especially towards me. He wore a full black suit with a crimson red mantle that cov

she cursed. "I'm sorry, you're not answering so I thought you were back asleep or something bad happened," she shouted. Blake sighed in relief as he stared at his coffin. His room has no window, it was all dark and a black with red lining coffee was placed in the middle of the room, together with two more coffins. He didn't want anyone to see his room, although Veronica knew about him being a vampire, he didn't still want to let anyone see his strange room. After a few minutes, Blake went out of the door and Veronica was blushing real hard.

The woman coughed up blood into her face, the look on that face priceless to her “now you and yours are ours” she said into that womans face The woman stared as a moan of pain made it passed the mouth full of blood “say it” she demanded “yours...” the woman said coughing up blood She took out the stake and used the tip to cut a line on her wrist offering it to the woman who had fallen on her knees. The woman spit out whatever was in her mouth then took her hand taking her wrist to her mouth and pulling her blood and her eyes closed at the ecstasy of the vampire feeding, which shouldn’t have happened , the woman hadn’t bit her. Either way she pulled that hair, the woman complied and her lips

That was why I preferred seeing things myself rather than relying entirely on managers and supervisors. My gaze landed on the centerpiece of the exhibition, a colossal painting that occupied nearly an entire wall. It was known as The Crimson Ascension, a fictional depiction of an ancient vampire legend. The painting showed a blood red moon hanging above a black mountain while thousands of cloaked immortals knelt beneath it. Rivers of silver flowed through the valley below, reflecting the crimson light from the sky. At the summit stood a lone vampire king dressed in obsidian armor, his silver eyes glowing like stars while a crown of black thorns rested upon his head. Behind him stretched a ba

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

She swallowed hard and I could see the fear in her eyes. “You…” she breathed, staring at me like she had seen a ghost. She rose her trembling hand and pointed directly at me. “You’re … you’re a vam…vamp…vampire!!”

I noticed he took my drawing of him with him, but neither of us said anything about it. I was still mortified that he had seen my shame and knew that I had been drawing him. At first, it had been merely coincidence, but over time, it became easier just to accept that he was a good subject for my drawings. Even though I despised him, he was incredibly handsome – easily the most handsome man I had ever seen. That he was a vicious, brutal, powerful vampire unfortunately only made him more interesting in terms of my art. He was so far above everyone else, it was curious how he could still look like a man. Though, admittedly, there were things about him that were otherworldly.

The First Vampire spoke and it was the first time I saw him smile as he stared at the empty wall at the other end of the hallway. "Elnea?" Curiosity sparked inside me upon hearing the name of a flower I've never heard of before. My question made The First Vampire chuckle. "Have you seen a sword, a fairy and a flower on the flag of Eleneas? What do you call it?" "Yea? It's a lily? What about it?"

My parents were already standing where they normally did for meetings and I searched for Adrian but didn't see him. Oh no. Sarah and I struggled to push ourselves to the front and we were able to. I could see 5 of our hunters use extended hardened metal cords to hold the vampire out. He was binded by his arms and legs, his clothes torn. He had very pale skin, almost unnaturally so. His facial features were sharp and gave him a mysterious and attractive look. He had high cheekbones that made his face look sculpted and chiseled. His jawline was angular, defined, and stood out, adding to his vampire-like appearance.