Vampire Girlfriends Novels & Stories

As her last words flutter through the air, she moves to the front of the group. I have heard fairy tales of love at first sight; I never believed them until now. As my eyes fall upon hers, my heart flips in my chest, and my skin feels cold, shivers run through me, and a sense of longing floods through my veins. “Who are you?” I whisper as she closes the gap between us. “Leave us.” She demands of her friends before returning her attention to me. “My name is Sydney Beckwith. I have learned a lot about you and your family.” “Why?” “One must know who the future Queen is and who could possibly take over the Kingdom one day. Not to mention, you worked with my cousin before, and he told me that you

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

Lisanna started telling Cassandra everything she knew. “Those boys following them are Jet Crane, he is a warlock, Liam Wright, a werewolf from the West, and Oliver Hunt, a vampire. Jet currently ranked number 4 while Liam was 5, and Oliver was the second,” Lisanna said. Cassandra listened intently. “And those mean girls are Judith Lockhart, a witch, Krystal Knight, a vampire, and Joana Redwood. Joana was also a vampire and she was obsessed with First,” Lisanna mumbled. She ate the remaining piece for her food while looking fat Cassandra's reaction in front of her.

Shysie asked, deliberately trying to put a wedge between the two friends. “Wouldn’t you love to know?” Jessica asked, standing up, not showing her annoyance for not knowing first that her best friend was in love. Once Jessica left the table, Shysie rubbed salt into Paris's wounds. “Wynn, do you like Ann or Jessica?” “Both are hot, but Jessica and that spirit wolf hanging over her head are freaking me out,” Wynn said. “You know you can touch her without getting hurt, right?” Shysie informs. “I know, but I still don’t like it. Ann, on the other hand a much better option, food, and a girlfriend. But even us male Vampires believe in bro-code, don’t we Paris?

"I share some personal stuff with you, but when I ask, you don't want to share. Fine, see you in class, professor." I jumped through the broken window and left. "Shit." He sighed. "What's wrong, brother? Trouble in paradise. Is your girlfriend mad at you?" "She's not my girlfriend. After today, I highly doubt she would want to be. That was a very dick move." He told Kain. "I did you a favor. That girl is trouble, won't take long before you see her true colors. She is a Royal vampire, all of them only care for themselves. Open your eyes, big brother."

It will be a fight to the death. "We know where the vampire girl is. And if you wanted, you would leave us alone. I do not want anything to do with you, as I am not your mate," I say. "I am not so sure that I am interested in the vampire girl anymore, although she is the child of my sister and my niece. I am much more interested in you, my beautiful Tamara," Vladimir says. I am starting the think he is a real asshole as he does not seek peace. I glare at him as I am furious.

Helen looked concerned at that comment, but said nothing. My shame and humiliation at my confession of wantonness was far more overwhelming than I’d imagined it would be. It appeared the prudence of the eighteenth century had infiltrated into my twenty-first century thought process. Helen eased my discomfort by explaining that vampires not only had the ability to glamour their victims into doing their bidding, but she suspected my wanton behavior was a result of some form of aphrodisiac being slipped into my drink. The only puzzling factor was that I hadn’t taken a drink in my chambers. If I’d been slipped anything in my drink, it would have had to have been given to me in my mead at dinn

“This still feels like a dream, everything that has happened in the past one year. Grandma, you would never believe what happened to me on my wedding slash birthday, but I’ll tell you anyway; I turned into a vampire Grandma Jen, yes! At first, I thought it was strange, I didn’t believe it too at first but it happened. It turned out that vampires, dragons, spirits, trolls, and many other mythical creatures do exist. They live amongst us in disguise and they all belong to the world of the supernatural, and that’s where I’ve been in the past one year because being a vampire who couldn’t control her thirst for blood, I could not live with the humans. As she continued speaking, she noticed that t

And for that reason alone, I could not have dreamed that vampirism is based on truth. Let's face it. I don't meet the profile of the typical girl turned vampire or girl turned vampire killer. Bella is too tragic, Buffy is a cheerleader, and I'm a black girl from the 'hood. I work nine to five at a local cable company. Drop-dead gorgeous men are not stalking me, and my rounded body does not fit neatly into a size two.

Her words, however, follow me down the hall. “I’m not scared of a little girl. And she’ll just love to be my BFF when she gets her senses back. Oh, you’re the vampire that set me up. Hey, take a look at this big bite in my neck because I showed up for a party I didn’t need to. Yeah, best friends. Forever.”