Vampire Happy Birthday Novels & Stories

Some smiled calmly while others carefully hid their expressions from one another, maintaining silence to the point where even the sound of heartbeats gradually disappeared as vampires possessed the ability to control such things. While watching them, she heard one of the women speak up, "It is soon the birthday of Lord Augustine. I assume that you would be visiting the party held in his castle, Young Duke?" Victor hummed softly, "It is my godfather's birthday. I can't possibly miss it." Godfather? Questioned Jane in her head, wondering if vampires too had godfathers and such titles for naming other children. But from everything she had seen so far, it would appear that vampires were all extr

Gabz and Chastity threw me to the sharks and left me alone with the bloodsucker. "I should be getting to class now," I walked off. "So, I guess I am invited to your party," he grinned. "What party?" I asked and he handed me a flyer. I am going to fucking kill Carson, I hissed. "I know nothing about this." "But your birthday is on that date, is it not?" "Yes, it is." "Halloween is my favourite time of year," he smirked. "I bet it is." He shot me a smile. "Well, I don't think I will be able to make it. You know, werewolves and vampires don't see eye to eye. But I hope you will accept the gift I am going to get you."

, the bartender said, for the first time mentioning his name as he saw it on his contact card. Vladimir looked behind him where Katharine and Talon had been listening to their conversation. Katharine was also convinced like Vladimir there was nothing fishy about Nicole and her friends that night. Vampires sometimes purchase large human blood bags for birthdays, weddings, anniversaries and many other celebrations. In fact the week they encountered them, they didn't make any unusual human blood purchase, they simply made their regular orders and were enjoying their fresh human blood bags.

She took a deep breath and asked the most basic question, "What’s your name?" "Ceasar. M-my name is Ceasar." Arianne remained still, wishing that there wouldn’t be any vampires that would attack them. There was too much blood, and it would definitely attract the others if they were nearby. Alice nodded, "Okay, Ceasar. Keep yourself awake. How old are you again?" He took a second to answer, "Twenty-nine. Today is my birthday." "Great. Happy Birthday. This might be the shittiest way to celebrate, but just hang on."

am restless days pass and i remain that way till the elder's of the counsil organised a party so that the male vampires can choose their own human slaves the party is next tomorrow Gavin said I know Gavin,i want to be alone It's been 2weeks now and you still want to be alone?? . What's wrong wit our king

, the planner said. “The theme will be haunted”, they both said together. The planner looked shocked. “Mam, sir the birthday is for one year old right?”, the planner asked. “Yes.”, they said together. “Ok”, the planner scratched his head and went away. “I am going to make him dress like a vampire”, Dhara chirped. “I think you should dress him like a werewolf”, Vir said. “I love Edward Cullen. My boy looks like one too. He will dress like vampire.”, Dhara said.

So eventually he’d conceded, and a month later, he’d made another appointment in the hope there was something the doctor could do for him. Samson blinked. Tonight was his birthday. He was a one Hundred and Fourty Four year old vampire now. He strode from his wingback armchair to the wet bar at the opposite end of his elegant sitting room and poured himself a glass of blood. He downed it like a human would a shot of Tequila—minus the salt and lime. The thick liquid coated his throat and eased the thirst, dulling his hunger for other pleasures in the process. Good; no other pleasures would be satisfied tonight.

Of all the people she can play with on her birthday is Mort who can behead her any time of the day. 'I thought birthdays were about celebrating life, I guess mine is celebrating my impending doom.' Amayah cannot oppose Sumire's suggestion, especially since Mort is the son of the Vampire King and the next ruler of the realm. She flashed a forceful, happy smile that didn't meet her eyes. "Okay. Let's go!" Amayah exclaimed in joy that did not reach her heart. There is nothing she can do anymore but try to enjoy the day. She doesn't want to appear rude to Sumire who was so kind to her. She holds Sumire's hand making Mort frown a little. The four of them went to the children's park that Amayah li

“You really need therapy, not a blog.” So much hate. So much mockery. Chloe almost clicked away. Almost. But then she noticed something odd. The last blog post was dated two years ago. The title was short. Ominous. “Do. Not. Sign.” Her heart sank as she clicked. “Vampires are real. Not the ones in books. The ones that blend in with us, but aren’t human. They feed on emotions, lust is their favorite. That’s how they get in. That’s how they hook you. They’ll offer you everything you ever wanted. Luxury. Love. Power. All for one thing: your soul. They don’t take it like the devil does in stories. They make you sign it away. If they ask you to sign a contract, don’t. You’re fine as long as you h

Slowly, he finishes with, “Yes, her name is Amber Parks.” “Oh good, she would be a fun addition. I liked her. She is something of a conidium, though. I could put my finger on it, but there is something different about her.” “She is a half-blood, hybrid vampire. I didn’t know until last night.” “Wow, that is a thing? I didn’t know that existed, Dom. I mean all these years, and that must be the first, right?”