Vampire Diaries Vampire Fangs Novels & Stories

"Why don't you tell everyone what you had in your possession twenty minutes ago, Ram?" Damon asked when he finally made it to the front of the room. Damon had realized he needed to make an example of Ram to show them all that change was coming. "No? Fine, Ram, Marcus, and Mateo were carrying a jar of vampire fangs when they returned from patrol this morning, ladies and gentlemen," he said, looking around the room.

"This is far from over." I took out a pair of pliers I was keeping and forced her mouth open. Her fangs elongated as a reflex. I pushed the pliers into her mouth and gripped one of her fangs with it. Within seconds I roughly pulled out her fang. She let out a heart breaking scream as blood flowed out of her mouth. I didn't stop there. I moved on to the next one and ripped it out as well. Fangs do not grow back. At least not for ordinary vampires.

Black eyes are tiny stones that gleam with something dark and predatory stuck within. A hand is suddenly around my neck—cold. A shock of panic is sent through me by icy fingers. I know that the vampire has more strength than he is applying, but I can’t tell how much right away. I only know that if I move the wrong way too quickly, I might regret it. “So this is your queen?” The fanger has a voice that is low and mocking. He savors every moment of directing the conversation as he moves a thumb up my carotid artery in my neck. My pulse throbs painfully under his touch.

She tilt her head, studying me as a chill run down my spine. Her cherry red lips spread into a wide grin. " He hurt you too. The same way he hurt me." I took a step back, on the verge of shifting so i can get away from her. But perhaps she knew my thoughts because she shook her head. " Even if you run, I'd catch you." Her fangs showed and the color drains out of my face. I said fangs because they were described for vampires not wolves. There were a difference between them and canines.

TANSIA POV "You need to leave" the four words that broke my heart in two "you need to leave" oh hell no, I wasn't coming this far to be rejected. "No I will not leave, I have come all this way to find you I am not going back" he sneared as he turned around "excuse me?" he snarled, fear gripped me as I saw the hate in his eyes, within a second he was inches from my face...vampire I thought I knew he was a hybrid I just knew it.

As everyone here I clap for her victory, though I didn't like the result at all. What none of us expected was to see Stephany standing again. She was struggling to stand no more. It was quiet the opposite - she was totally screaming power. Black hair started replacing her asking, everyone here was able to hear the sound of her bones cracking as they were changing shape to what bigger than her body was. Her black beautiful eyes were capable to bring terror into anyone's soul as they were totally darker now. She posses longer fangs than any other vampire I've ever seen, and I could day the same about her claws, an actual definition of a killing matching.

It was convenient that I couldn’t feel the icy chill as I reached in and pulled out a pouch of blood. I sunk into a chair, head tipped back as I drained the contents of the blood bag in under a second. I was hungrier than I’d thought. I sat there, eyes closed, just letting myself relax as that edge of bloodlust was satiated. It wasn’t enough. It would never be. But it was good enough to keep me in check. These pouches were the only thing stopping me from pulling Lena close and sinking my fangs into her neck. When I opened my eyes, I found I was not alone.

Great, he was drunk! He stumbled out of the darkness, into the pale moonlight. He was, from what I could discern between the shadows covering his appearance, beautiful. He had thick, dark black hair which hung messily in his face and eyes the colour of gold which peered through his silky strands of hair. His sharp white fangs shone brilliantly in the light. He looked about eighteen, though, he could have been one hundred. Vampires aged up to a certain point and then they ceased to age entirely, preserving their youthful appearances for an eternity. There was, however, something familiar about this vampire. I knew I’d seen him before. I just... Could not quite place him. The dim forest wasn’t

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

Sure they procreate, but it’s meaningless. Wolves were enemies to vampires and it’s stayed that way for years. He hated the grip this little wolf had on him but he needed to get her to safety. What he did..is unforgivable. He drank from her. She was so sweet and supple but almost taking her life crossed the line. His crimson eyes glanced down at her softened face. He was able to take in her symmetrical features much better than before. Her chest rose and fell slowly with each breath she took but her pulse remained faint. He needed to get her back to her home. They can help her there.