Vampire Elf Novels & Stories

I asked. "Oh, you poor, ignorant puppies." The vampire started walking toward us, completely unafraid. "Did you really think werewolves were the only monsters hiding in the shadows?" Before I could answer, something dropped from the ceiling behind us. I spun around to find a woman with impossible green eyes and pointed ears. When she moved, it was too fast and too smooth to be human. "Elf," Marcus whispered. "Half-elf," she amended. "And you're trespassing on neutral ground."

Another figure leapt out of the darkness to where she was lying, picked her up and hoped away Earlier, Damien had gone hunting for blood. Damien didn't usually hunt for blood every night, a single person's blood was able to sustain him for a few days. However, ever since he crossed paths with Elsie, he has been strangely hungry for blood and never got his fill. He was deep in the forest, he picked up the scent of blood which meant someone was approaching. He got a feeling which wasn't the usual feeling the smell of blood gave him. Vampires, all vampires get crazy at the smell of blood when they needed their refill. They get drawn to it like a mouse does to cheese. But for Damien, his nose pe

But holding it in wasn't going to make her situation any better. "Damn it Khloe I'm not going to punish you for crying." I finally said. I guess that's all she needed to hear because the next thing I knew, she was burying her face in my chest, finally letting her feelings show. I just laid there, holding her there as she cried. Most Vampires don't understand the mentality of humans. They don't allow their pets to show emotions and then get bored of their pets because they act like emotionless zombies. They don't understand that forcing a human to suppress how their feeling is just setting them up for failure.

I bet that person gets aggressive as me too when he or she eats garlic by mistake. "Maybe or may not because they are not human. They are vampires and I doubt you know them so of course, you don't know them or you do, Karien?" She answered.

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

I asked, pointing to the highlighted passage. He leaned closer, squinting. “Yeah,” he said slowly. “I actually stumbled across that bit not too long ago. I was looking for information on the potion, and it was tucked away in the same section.” I felt a shiver run down my spine. The Chosen One. An elf mated to a werewolf. Was it possible… could it be talking about Elena? But Elena wasn’t an elf. She was born a werewolf, just like me. She had the wolf, the strength, everything. Elves were fragile beings, they were no match for werewolves but they were very swift and had a very good eyesight.

As soon as she finished, they knew what species was she talking about. “You already know that the first one is a wolf,” Azraiel started telling her about the supernaturals. “The second one is Vampire, it’s the only supernatural that has red eyes even in human form and fangs at the same time.” He glanced at Ayleen for a second and then moved his eyes back to her. “The third could be a witch since it’s the most possible one out of the three species that have purple eyes and the fourth sounds like an elf.” “I thought there were only three…” Charlotte’s voice trails as she is unable to finish the sentence, feeling equally frustrated and scared.

the elf greeted in turn, placing a hand on his heart and bowing. "Allow me to interrupt you while your minds are occupied with the dwarven rebellion, but..." Augustine began before seeing, out of the corner of his eye, on one of the surveillance screens, a dwarf setting fire to a doll in the shape of an elf. "Is it possible to access the Vermilion Bird's domain from here?" The elf contemplated the vampire for a moment. His long, pointed ears bobbed up and down, showing how intrigued he was by the question from this high representative of the races.

"Wait twelve hours, I want to make sure she isn't faking this." We nodded and he stormed out of the room. "What are we going to do?" Percival asked me. "She can do this for 24hrs, she's stronger than her people." I told him, before I wrote a letter and sent it out by crow. It was to a friend I had made when we were briefly stationed in Wallachia. A Vampire named Vlad Tepes, I didn't really know much about him, seeing as he could have been any Vlad Tepes. That Voivode never showed his real face. As far as any of us knew he was the oldest Vampire there was. Except the strange thing was that he used to be an Elf, no one knows what happened.

Willow stared at him for awhile as he kept his eyes away. "Is there something I can do? Get you water or...?" Willow paused. She was throwing options out there, but Dante was no ordinary being. He is a Vampire. She had very little knowledge of the creatures, which was her fault for not being as prepared to possibly deal with them, but how would she have known she would be in the same room as one?