Novel & Cerita Vampire For Teens

"Wowwww! Where can I see Vampires?" Nabi exclaimed, looking at the TV screen, where a girl was in the arms of a handsome honey-eyed boy, followed by 'THE END' note. Nabi was always fond of Vampire series and novels. She has completed watching and reading every book and series released related to Vampires. The crazy for Vampire wasn't just for a year or two; she has been a fan, almost a devotee to Vampire stuff. As she was deeply involved in recalling the movie and smiling to herself, "Nabi!Nabi!" a voice roared, followed by a knock on the door.

I let out a loud rumble from my chest. I tossed my hands up in the air, Almost in a complete surrender “Sorry to disappoint you angry kitty but I don’t snack on kids, not my cup of tea” – it’s widely known around the vampire communities that young females around her age -their blood hasn’t matured enough to have a scent of its own, if a vampire partakes in a drink from something so young no doubt their blood would taste like weak sugar at first bite and not very satisfying at all and frankly, it’s kind of bothersome. That’s why the sweat from her pores gives a hint to the vampire if the blood is weak or not, in this case, it’s very weak. she would have to wait another year to become someone

She paced calmly inside the bedroom while resuming her story. ‘Vampires are not turned. We are born like this. There are eighteen years for us to be at peace with the idea of being immortal. Our bodies protect themselves by not feeling any pain, and healing fast for those eighteen years. We are just like every human being inside but our blood and our nerve system defines our species. Our blood has what humans like to call as fast metabolism, and the absence of pain, they gave it a name, as if it was a disease. But that is not the truth. Between the ages of seventeen and eighteen, one must go through the Rite of Shadows to fully transform. We call it the Rite of Shadows because until you are

Not someone I had approved. “Again!” he shouted. “This time, faster. Aim for the arteries. Vampires don’t bleed like humans, but their tendons snap the same way.” The boy stepped back, breathing hard. I scanned the grounds. Dozens of faces. Most of them too young. Too angry. Or too eager. Their movements weren’t defensive. They weren’t learning how to survive, they were learning how to destroy. I felt it then. A slow-burning ache. One that crawled deep into my spine.

“That's weird, I bet Ethan is hiding something.” It was already night, I was engrossed in the book I found. It wasn't giving me any solution but it had these vampire stories in them. Their do’s and don't, heroes and heroine, the war between them and hunters and their little alliance with the witches. It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire.

Yet, I shook off the question, focusing on the vampire. I wasn't sure what the vampire's attention was with the teenager, so I confronted him. "You are in werewolf territory!" I said. "Why are you here, and what do you want?" I knew that vampires didn't like drinking our blood; we didn't taste very appealing to them, and kidnapping a werewolf would stir up a war. "It has nothing to do with you!" the vampire hissed, showing me his canines. "Be careful," Willow said. "His venom can kill us."

I looked from the window at the mighty building, it looked more of a house than a school but I could find about ten teenagers waiting outside probably to welcome us. Mother Reese who took a separate car, came down from hers first and quickly rushed forward, "children, come come, his highness and the queen has arrived, let's welcome them." She told the children. They obeyed and stepped forward, however they looked more like they had been forced to than decided to. "Although Vampires decided to be alone, some who have lived for over a century have volunteered to teach, it's more of a hobby than a job. The academy is not for extremely wealthy vampires but rather the opposite, children who has l

Also, I had been the one who had been able to purchase the liquor because of said compulsion so it was a given that they would invite me along. The three teenagers fell into the stereotypical “bad boy” category which suited me quite perfectly. The leader was a tall, lank boy named Dean who had messy black hair and the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen. He offered me another beer which I happily accepted and downed. "H-hey D-Dean. What c-can y-you tell me about K-Katerina D-Drackon?" I stuttered and slurred, yet I was still aware of everything going on around me. It was one of the perks of being a vampire.

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