Vampire Diet Novels & Stories

“She’s a Voodoo high priestess who lives on Coronado Island. She helped us find Bruce when he was wandering in the White Tank Mountains. That’s where he met Tatyana. She was running from a pure vampire named Nambru...” “Pure vampire?” chimed Magdalena and Garth together. “That’s what they call themselves,” I explained. “Wadim’s breed are cannibals. They eat flesh as well as drink blood and Dracula vampires only drink blood and consider themselves pure because of it.” “They would,” Magdalena said flatly. “I don’t understand,” I replied quizzically. “I never finished telling you about me, I,” Magdalena offered as she looked at Garth.

Almost a couple of minutes passed, and they were now outside the vicinity of the woodland. And with her wet, warm body, Andrew was having a problem of his own. He could almost feel the warmth of Diana's body and knew that it had been ages since he had felt the woman's warmth. He had difficulty focusing, instead, he thought about how those books and movies got it wrong when they thought that a vampire was a cold-blooded predator. In reality, they were like humans; they could eat human foods and such, but it didn't give them the sustenance their bodies needed.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

It was a good system, so good she had asked dius why others haven’t adopted this system and he said “they have little tank, all of us in big enough groups have, the reason you dont know about it is because you have been attacked by lone vampires, probably starved and at the end of their rope, unfortunately some of us still hunt like the old old days, but more and more of us are doing things like this which is why vampires have become the stuff of horror movies” dius had said “or romance” she said shaking her head “romance?” he asked looking her way

Phoebe ran to her room and went to the bathroom to vomit everything she just ate, the food was still the same bread and honey and a little salad as usual but today when I saw the food Then she was disgusted and couldn't eat them. Although human blood to Vampires is like water to humans, Vampires can still eat human food whether it is raw or cooked food. Phoebe clutched her stomach in pain and vomited everything she had eaten today, even though she had vomited everything, she still wanted to keep hurling. Because of vomiting so much that Phoebe's mind was dizzy and tired, her body could no longer stand, so she fell to the ground. Suddenly she heard a voice behind her:

Maybe thinking about the right words to say. “ No, he didn’t got a bite though. He’s real vampire which mean he doesn’t a bite from vampire. He turn into the vampire itself when he turn into 18 years old. Real vampire and bite vampire is different. Real vampire has it special abilities, ” Harley explain everything carefully. Hope it doesn’t drive Adryan crazy. “ So you’re saying that I will turn into vampire once I turn 18 years old and I will have special abilities? Like what? I can fly? Breath forever underwater? Or sleep underground for the entire life?, ” Adryan clearly seem did not believe it.

His hands were extremely cold. " Am starving, please can you take me to eat." I said rubbing my flat stomach "Let's go. I will show you." He said as we left the library. ********* At the dinning, made of glass. I sat next Justin my new vampire friend. And the annoying bastard at the head of the table. I felt uncomfortable but I was extremely hungry and had to eat. I never knew vampires ate human food. I faced my food squarely and avoided eye contact. "What going on here? Why is no one talking?." Justin said breaking the silence.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

Damian looks at the fresh vegetables and fruits. "Is there anything the vampire can't eat?" Erin can use the movies she watched as reference but it's still not hundred percent legit to apply to these three little vampires. "Nothing. We eat the usual. Can I request soup for tonight?" Damian asks like a child and giggles when Erin nodded. Erin assembled the ingredients, and she found a refrigerator. It's fine so she can store whatever foods she'll make. "I also bought a concealer. At Least cover your hickey."

Or maybe that little compliment he’d slipped in had softened me up a bit. I pushed my martini glass a few inches toward him. “Have an olive,” I said, and picked one up myself. Like most vampires, eating too much human food made me sick. But I’d found that if I limited my consumption to only martini olives I could make it work. Basically, I had the diet of a fashionable ’50s housewife, only I doubted most of them liked blood as much as I did. You never knew, though. The ones I’d known had been pretty ruthless.