Vampire Fallen Novels & Stories

The elder vampire turned around, with the gun still in his hand, and pulled the trigger. Mason's eyes widened and he gasped as the vervain bullet pierced through his skin and became lodged in his chest. He staggered back and fell to the ground, unmoving. Harley screamed as Demitri pulled the trigger two more times to triple the dosage of vervain; making it impossible for Mason to break through.

All three of them spit on him, as if it was rehearsed. My feet moved on their own toward the pup and in a couple large strides I scooped him up. He had a binky in his mouth and it moved, he was fast asleep. I cradled him to my chest and listened to Tyler gurgle, trying to breathe. Zach quickly slit the throat of the male he was holding and several others were killed by Shadows like a flash. Out of nowhere, the vamps fell from the sky. “Good work everyone, the demons will feast tonight,” Godfrey said, smiling.

With renewed vigor, they engaged the vampire, unleashing a barrage of attacks that pushed him to the brink. As the vampire faltered, his monstrous facade crumbling, the hunters delivered the final blow—a stake driven deep into his heart. A primal scream pierced the night air as the vampire disintegrated into ash, his existence forever extinguished. Exhausted and battered, I leaned against the car for support, my injured shoulder throbbing with pain. The security team members and vampire hunters quickly regrouped, ensuring the threat was fully eliminated. Their expertise and unwavering dedication had saved my life, and for that, I was eternally grateful.

She swallowed hard and I could see the fear in her eyes. “You…” she breathed, staring at me like she had seen a ghost. She rose her trembling hand and pointed directly at me. “You’re … you’re a vam…vamp…vampire!!”

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

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

He held me so tightly that I could barely breathe. “I was wrong.” His voice was hoarse as he buried his face in my neck. “Irina, I was wrong.” “Let me go!” I tried to free myself with all my strength. Yet, his grip did not loosen. His lips were pressed against my ears as he sobbed. “Come back. I beg you. Please come back.” I froze. The cold and heartless demon in my previous life was actually trembling before me?

By nightfall, he descended into the hidden flatlands where she dwelled, along with a few other clairvoyants. Behind one of the tents set up on the flatlands, two old bent-over women sat beside a fire, grooming it. "Victoria, set the pot," one of the women ordered with a hoarse voice hardened with age. The young girl set the pot filled with ingredients on the made fire. "I can feel him, Othelia," the younger of the two women spoke, displeased. "The vampire lord?" "He's near." Ceres, the other woman clicked her tongue. "It is your fault, Othelia. The kindness shown once will be expected to be shown again."

Danrious took his hand away from my mouth. "Help," was the only thing I could say, but he just fixed his glasses and grasped my hand. "Don't worry, you won't end up like them," Sir Daryl assured. I'm unsure what he means, but I fear them now. He licked my wrist, then sank his fangs into it without warning. I winced at the agony but didn't have the strength to fight it. They're not humans; they're bloodthirsty vampires. A tear fell from my eye, and I gazed up, seeing the plain ceiling and closing my eyes.

31 | M E E T I N G T H E F A L L E N A N G E L , L U C I F E R ( P A R T 1 ) *** Three of the nineteen top-tier vampires who were a few meters ahead of Damien tried to attack. Most of them held a sword with one hand, apart from using their bare hands. The three vampires charged towards Damien simultaneously. However, there were still a few steps from where Damien was, their bodies had been cut into pieces and turned into ashes.