Vampire Cookie Novels & Stories

Aster: Behind the desk sat an impressive man. He was attractive, like all of them, with amazing white hair and the most unique eyes she had ever seen – icy, pale blue. Do vampires only transform good-looking people? She wondered. He looked strangely familiar, and when he spoke she had the uncomfortable feeling that she had heard his voice somewhere before. “Miss Montgomery,” he said, and his deep, gravelly voice sent shivers up and down her spine. “It’s such a pleasure to finally meet you.”

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

He could just asked him for help, he was just joking with him but he really took things way too serious and complicated. “How about designing it like a spider's web? Or maybe a vampires face?” he suggested, he really couldn’t take the depressing sight in front of him. He helplessly walked towards him and snatch the frosting bag that were filled with chocolate whip cream. He picked a round shape cookie from the bowl and draw a face in it. Two dots of chocolate and a smiling line that looked like a happy face then he put some supposed-to-be fangs in the corners of the smile seeing a fool-like vampire face.

Rian says, sheepishly. “Cerberus, I would love an iced water with a slice of lemon,” I state. Cormac and Vladimir ask for coffee and water, respectively, and within a few minutes a female vampire is bringing a tray into the room with our drinks on it. Once she is dismissed, we get down to business.

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 ...

he asked, looking bewildered. “What am I going to do with you?” She shook her head, her hands planted on her hips. He laughed. “Now, now, little Cookie, what did I do? And where did you learn to talk like that?” “Uncle Ares ask Elyn that always.” She said and Brian laughed, looking free and my heart hitched. Oh… Oh… This wasn’t just attraction. This was… something more. But I was worried. I was scared. I was a vampire and he was a wolf. Could it be… how could it be?

“The stores are still open. We could go shopping tonight instead of tomorrow.” “Sounds like a plan.” I wrap my arm around her shoulders, walking beside her as she heads to the door. “Maybe pick up some dinner on the way to your place?” She nods her head in agreement. “Some burgers and fries.” “Whatever you want.” The mention of food makes me hungry as well, but her blood is useless to me now since it’s infected with vampire blood. Vampires bite other vampires as a sign of intimacy on a much deeper level than vampires biting a human. Therefore, that list of names is just as important to me as it is to Charlie.

Cole looks from me to Hillary at the same time he jumps down, leveling on the ground with us. "I am done with those...now, I can have you as my dessert." Speaks Hillary is a voice that I don't recognize as his own. It's a different thing to be with a Vampire, but when you are with them when they're in their Vampiric state, it gets all messy. Right now, it is as though I am just finding out that he's a Vampire after all.

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.