Vampire Dancer Novels & Stories

Alessia will not casually spill Federico's secret of being an immortal vampire to anyone—let alone the dumb mortal girl who dares to force herself into Federico's home. But Federico does not nod or even look grateful at Alessia. In fact, his brow is beginning to droop low—almost as if he is displeased. "Hailey is my possession. You are not break what is mine," Federico replies. Alessia laughs without any joy. "You can find another servant to replace her. She isn't worth keeping when she's already so defective." Then Federico does the unimaginable. He walks up to Hailey and grabs her by the wrist. The poor, idiot girl startles, but Federico has supernatural strength—one of the perks of being

He took a step back and she landed on the bare floor. "I doubt you know who I am," he spoke without fear. She laughed maniacally, "we, the condemned, have neither fear of the gods nor of man. Tell me, who are you?" He smiled, "I am no man. I am Sebastian Deusdedit, lord of the vampires." She seemed a bit shocked for an instant then her eyes glowed even more. "Even more lovely," she licked blood red lips, "your heart will give us even more power than we have ever had and we will conquer the villages and rip their heart to shreds."

“You bitch! Who are you? Do you know who I am or who I work with?” “No! I really don’t care. If you see one monstrous, blood sucking Vampire you seen them all. I am nobody.” “Your dead that is what you are!” He again lunges for her but fakes her out and grabs her by her beautiful, long, curly red hair. Then throughs her across the small lot toward the other wall and trash bins. He chuckles as he did it and wipes his mouth. Damn she made me bleed. No one makes me bleed. He then takes off running to finish the red hair thorn in his back.

It was alot to agree to especially if what mavery said was true, being alone then putting yourself in the middle of twenty or so vampires would be an adjustment, for both of them “dance with me” mavery said into the silence to little ava, who blinked in surprise “here...now? I no longer dance like the old days sister” the little one said Mavery smiled snapping her fingers and a soft classical melody filled the room soft and almost sweet he couldn’t remember the name to this song but he knew it was one of mavery’s favorites. Slowly mavery unzipped the warrior’s pants from the sides, then as she handed the pants to someone they handed her a pink version of her own skirt she tied it slowly smil

This is the best birthday ever. I was a wicked, greedy, and immodest vampire, but when I saw the woman I loved again. Everything is new, everything has changed. The word LOVE changed an infamous vampire. I did nothing else inside Vampire High but bully my fellow students. I didn't expect the woman to cut my horn to come. That is none other than Clementine, the Scarlet of my life and the only Gredator of my life. The number of times we have gone through trials. Before we achieved this life, here we were separated when we were just kids and met again inside Vampire High. She chased after people who wanted to kill her and was again separated for more than two years. But come back again to conti

he bow and stood beside Dracula who gave out a smile " let the party begin with a slow Italian dance " Dracula said and a slow music was played while the vampires paired themselves with their partner as they all dance to the rhythm of the music . DEREK POINT OF VIEW "you so handsome my prince " my partner said smiling irritatingly , she's blond and I hate the fact she's blond . her arms were wrapped around my neck "oh thank you " I said not interested "am Rana daughter of Lord Marvin , my dad owns the northern vampire trip at India"she said proudly

she says. Rachael remembers the condescending attitude the vampire possesses. “I like you, Rachael. Be good to the boys,” she winks at Rachael and stands to leave. Rachael watches as the sassy vampire catwalks out of her room. Gabriel walks downstairs majestically, drawing all eyes to himself until he reaches the dance floor. He walks to a dark corner of the ground floor and opens a door. He enters a room with dim red lights. A dancer is performing on the pole and a customer watching and sipping from his glass.

One wore a tailored gray suit, the other a leather vest over rippling muscles. “Invitation proof,” the suited vampire demanded, his voice gravelly. “Oliver Armstrong and assistant,” I replied, handing over the eyeball in a sealed vial. The suited vampire examined it, nodded, and signaled his partner. The door creaked open, revealing a cacophony of blaring music, flashing strobe lights, and writhing bodies on the dance floor. The air was thick with a mix of sweat, alcohol, and faint traces of vampire scum scent or other supernatural kinds.

I didn’t know from what family she was, but she looked like a pureblood. As we dance, I look around. Smiling at the guest, I start to hear whispers about how good we looked. The blondie ignored everyone; she seemed too calm; she wasn’t interested in me, which surprised me. Dancing, we suddenly hear the entrance door to the hall open. Revealing who it was, I stay still. I had stopped dancing. The woman I had desired to see walked next to a handsome vampire. One that I knew. “Jordan…” I said, gritting my teeth.

- But I heard that vampires are powerful. I'm afraid he will escape and find me. You don't see how scary his eyes are when he looks at me. Perhaps he was very angry when he found out that I was impersonating the little mistress. – The girl continued to cry. - There's no way to escape. Every hour or so we'll throw garlic water at him. New wounds will pile up on old wounds. He won't have the strength to break the chains. Let's go inside, don't talk about this anymore from now on. – The butler sternly reassured the maid.