Vampire Gf Novels & Stories

There was a flash of light in her eyes as she finished the glass of blood and turned back towards the kitchen. “I’ll make us tea.” Francia was a vampire. They were all vampires. I was surrounded and alone. My heart started to race. Were they in league with that vampire? How long would it be before he found out I was here?

"Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###

Ash says, standing from his bench. “Tyson Collins,” the male says, though he doesn’t try to shake my hand. Not that I need to touch him but it helps gauge things. He seems arrogant and therefore I don’t particularly want to be bothered by him. He’s clearly cocky, and likely thinks I should know his name. “Luc Payne,” I say, pronouncing my French name though Godfrey hates it. The male’s eyes dart back to Godfrey for answers. “So I woke up a thousand year old hybrid vampire shifter to help us. Now he’s gone and fallen in love with the annoying little girl that beat you up though he’s supposed to only be protecting her at school and locating drug dealers,” Godfrey huffs.

He was furious with his dark-haired mate. “Fine, what did my reaction tell you?” She was spitting furious. “Heath also shifted in front of me, right before he raped me at the kitchen bench. But why stop there?” Her eyes glowed with vindictive enjoyment. “Vampires run Zeus Forest Works. Most of this town are werewolves… Most might be an exaggeration,” she amended. “Most of the rich people in this town are werewolves. Fixed it. You, Rhett, and Heath are werewolves.”

Zack immediately ran in front of me, blocking his body to protect us girls. "Who are you?" Zack shouted. "Hahaha, isn't it obvious, little wolf? I am a vampire. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I just need the girl behind you for a little interrogation," the vampire said, her eyes filled with amusement. Zack looked back at me and asked, "Do you know this vampire?" Ella and I both shook our heads. "Of course, none of you know me, but I know that girl with the long hair knows my friend, Ghoul. She isn't a little girl," the vampire said.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

she looked up and gave a small smile great start. “Well, well, well if it isn’t the loud mouth new kid” well not the reply I was hoping for“My name is Gwen and I don’t like fantasy novels only the cliche ones” “Twilight is a great love story only without Jake though” she laughed really hard before she replied “Now that’s quite ironic coming from a werewolf” WAIT WHAT!!“how did you-“ “You werewolves are so easy to smell cause you stink up the place with your scent” she caught me neatly with that one but I’m not going to lose “And you vampires are always so lonely because you’re scared you’ll feed on your human friends “

We were immediately welcomed with the familiar smell of alcohol and God knows what, I scrunch my nose in disgust and pushed my way past a bunch of drunk teens, trust me it wasn't easy. Sophia squeals and quickly walked up the marble stairs to Daniel's house, which one would consider gorgeous, but mine was bigger, I'm not bragging though. I sighed and sluggishly walked up the stairs behind Sophia and Cassie. I instantly regretted why I agreed to coming as soon as I got in, I could have been home in my bean bag chair eating chocolate from my candy pot while watching my favorite series Teen Wolf. I stepped inside with Sophia following her to the bar, I see a few wolves playing beer pong and som

Long hair is scattered all over the coffin, each strand is jet-black, soft as silk, flowing smoothly under the body. Oralie looked at the girl lying in the coffin, her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes showing a thoughtful expression. Because the coffin had been lying here for so long that it was covered with moss. However, lying inside was not a dry skeleton with white bones, nor a corpse rotting to the bone, but a young girl. A young girl who may be still in her youth but is infected with the ultimate grief of May. Obviously, the one lying here was a vampire, a blood-sucking demon that was at least a few hundred years old.

Glenn asks. The vampire shakes his head. “We don’t take sex as seriously as other creatures do. My bride has several lovers of her own.” “And where are they?” “Wondering where she is,” Alhora says and laughs. I roll my eyes and shake my head at Glenn. Vampires are built differently. The nymph gives up on us and makes her way over to Zael. “Vampires are cold.” “It’s me or nothing for you tonight.” She presses her nose into Zael’s neck and inhales deeply. “You’ll do.”