Vampire Ghoul Novels & Stories

He clutched at his chest. A tattered shirt bared his bloody body in the firelight. Between the shredded material Brandon could see the skin turning, branches, and veins blackening beneath his skin as the black fluid mixed into his wounds. Blood ran like water as he turned burning eyes upward. And the black fluid? Brandon knew exactly what it was. The sharp kiss of the Ghoul had burned his insides more than once. Ghoul’s venom. Lethal black viscous fluid that the Ghouls spit and slobbered across their claws, which turned their talons as black as obsidian. For mortals the blood created violent, horrible sickness that ended in death after a few hours, few lived after just one full on scratch. B

Sinking his claws into the lady's flesh,he torn a great part of it. He ate a large part of her. Her organs ripped apart,blood sneered all over the place, trying to fight for her life but can't "So good "he groaned in estacy. He took a long lick from his blood covered finger. "Are you a ghoul or a werewolf?" a voice asked grumply. He ignored it and dung his right hard into the human heart.

Two seconds before the same ghoul connected with his jaw again, the wolf saw it sweeping through the air and growled out 'not this time'. As it brushed the wolf's face, the wolf retracted by a few metres making sure that what ghoul's impact wasn't more than the gentle brush to the side of his face. When the ghoul was half a metre out of his face, he caught in his jaws, sent it crashing to the earth viciously and without much thought, stumped its two fore legs on its shoulders which dislocated immediately with a wrenching sound, causing the ribcage to hunch forward. When he was done with that ghoul, he looked for the others but didn't see them. Instead, he saw Penelope and Wilkes, the two vam

with its ribs sticking out at all angles and exposed bones everywhere. As I took in their appearance, they smiled at me, making me wonder why I thought it was a good idea to knock on this door. There must have been at least 5 rows of razor sharp teeth in their mouth. The idea of having to fight a ghoul truly did make me nauseous. I straightened my spine and made “eye contact” with them and smiled. “I need to know where I am please.” The ghoul tilted their head and cackled, “Are you new to the underworld or something? How did you even get out this far?”

I got myself down to the hall in my gray jockers and white tight Armani T-shirt. As I got there, I found the dining table all empty, I mean it used to be empty mostly but one of the seats was always reserved by Debra which was not occupied. Maybe I got here earlier today so she was not here yet. My breakfast was set at the table with the glass of milk. I could eat or drink anything like a human except the garlic. We, the Vampires don't like garlic at all as it did something allergic effect on our body so we usually avoid garlic in our life.

This was just another test I gotta ace although this time, what is at stake is my life. I stood up, adjusting my gown. I am Lena Hale, Consort to a Vampire Lord. Despite how unbelievable it is to my mind, I really have to start thinking it this seeing as I couldn't possibly run from the palace. I should sleep now so I can be well rested before the Vampire Lord comes for my blood.

With a click, the clasp came undone, and the pendant fell to the floor. In a flash, Zoe’s eyes widened. She grabbed my collar like a madwoman. “Y-You… You didn’t switch fates? You lied to me?!” I looked at her in surprise. “What are you talking about?” Miles suddenly exclaimed, “Ow, Maisie. My neck feels itchy.” He pulled down his collar, exposing his collarbone, and clearly revealed who was actually wearing the demonic fate-swapping lock.

His dragon eyes weren’t detecting even the faintest aura of a powerful vampire witch either. ‘Got anything?’ Gildeon asked the goblin, who was perched on the window ledge, knees drawn to his chest. “Ghulik smells vampires, Master,” he muttered, sniffing the air. “Yeah, I see a few,” he said, planting a foot on the ledge. “Low-level familiars.” They were scattered strategically, probably only there to watch and report movements. “What if the vampires attack humans? Will Master and Ghulik stop them?”

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

I continue to ponder these thoughts as I feel sleep weighing on me. The moon shone brightly overhead, the sound of growls and shrieks of pain echoed across the woods. A feeling in the pit of my stomach told me not to go towards the noise, but my body started running. The noise became louder as I got closer, I saw hundreds of wolves and vampires fighting; there were many bodies of both laying limp on the ground, I fell to my knees, seeing my brothers and even my father’s bodies... I felt a piercing in my heart and it shattered; I couldn’t breathe, tears started pouring from my eyes, and without a second thought, I screamed. The fighting stopped; when I opened my eyes, everyone was gone, even