Vampire High Heels Novels & Stories

I wanted to see that place. It was just two hours into day break, everyone had gone to sleep. I hurried into the kitchen and drank a whole bottle of a special liquid Edmund and Hillary introduced to us. It was called vamscren and it allowed vampires to walk in the sun for a while without being affected by it. Somehow, vamscren made me feel a bit better about becoming a vampire as I didn’t have to always be limited by the sun. The vamscren was made from dragon tears and Edmund and Hillary, along with Dana, arranged with the manufacturers to always supply it to the castle, so we never ran out. After drinking, I got my cloak and flew out of the castle, to see my former town.

The woman in a rich get-up glanced at her sideways, frowned at her, wrinkled her nose and step away farther from her. Chill now, Meghan, a voice in her head warned her as anger tried to overcome her. Irritated she looked at the woman up and down, her heels are high . she let go of a devious smile flashed at her. One hard kick and she will topple over. Or I will kick and send you flying at a speeding car. The thought is tempting.

It was through this same way his parents were killed , so he wasn't going to make the same mistake of pitying humans. They were food to him and always will be. Nothing more . He went to his closet and looked around, he settled on black body hug top and pencil jeans. Just because he was the oldest doesn't mean he has to look like it . He was the hottest vampire in his country, he loved the title and he intended to keep it that way. His hair was always silk , he had smooth wavy hair, making his oval face long and handsome. He put on his latest collection of shoes and his wrist watch which he got from Diesel. It was part of the Mr Daddy 2.0 series. He was very rich and he loved spending his mon

UNKNOWN POV I am washing my face and having a drink from a lake when I get the strong feeling I'm being watched as I turn I see a vampire coming straight at me, I snear knowing I'm not your average wolf, and I can easily take him. As he gets to me I grab him and throw him into the water, my flight or fight response is surprising me as it usually tells me not to fight but not this time. The vampire comes for me again and I let Kylo take control shifting into my wolf. Kylo snaps at him, missing him by centimetres as he hits Kylo in the side "he's not a regular vampire Ky he has no scent be careful" I tell him as he lunges for the vampire again, suddenly a knife comes seemingly out of nowhere a

In an instant, it turned into a beautiful woman with blond hair and blue eyes. The Prince of Vampires was scantily clad. She only had on a small tube top, a pair of black leather shorts, and a pair of blood-red high heels on her feet. But she looked particularly enchanting. Qin Haodong was slightly stunned. He didn't expect it to be a girl. Lev cried out in shock, "You're Khorkina, the Prince of Vampires?" Qin Haodong asked, "Why? Is she famous?"

She had woven chaos in subtle ways, and her presence haunted my mind like a horror movie I wished to unseen. The doors to the chapel opened, and Victoria appeared, radiant in her beautiful gown that perfectly fitted her with her father escorting her down the aisle. Her eyes shone with hope, sparkling with excitement, and the belief that her fairy tale was beginning. She did not know what awaited her, the hidden web of deception, the dangers she was blissfully unaware of. If she thought me being a vampire the only risk she will be facing after marrying me then the worst is yet to come for her .

I’m guessing you have killer heels to go with that no-funny business outfit? “I was just going to go with my slippers,” I reply warily. “But heels seem like a better choice. At least they’re sharp.” Madalynn snorts. “Whatever makes you feel safer, oh great Luna.” “Octavia.” I shift uncomfortably, letting my arms drop and claws retract. “Not Luna.” Without dropping my guard, I turn to grab my heels from one of my suitcases, rummaging beneath a pile of clothes before getting to them. Their red bottoms gleamed in the morning light, the heels looking near deadly.

She had pale and soft skin, dark hair, irresistible red lips, sparkling green eyes, long limbs, and a body that any man would desire. She was flawless yet she bored him. Her demeanor screamed that she was confident in herself, but that didn’t stop her from fidgeting before him, like she wasn’t sure of herself anymore. He didn’t blame her, not everybody could stand ten feet close to him and not fidget. He was the Vampire High Lord after all.

Her red stiletto heels clicked loudly on the white tiles before she threw herself onto the sofa, then kicked up her feet onto the glass coffee table. She snapped her well-manicured fingers above her head, “what does a vampire have to do to get a decent fucking drink around here? Jeez!” A massive and dramatic sigh escaped her dark crimson lips. Her eyes found the dark silhouette against the wide windows, the bright sunshine against the mountains a stark contrast to the scene before her. “You could’ve ended all of this and gotten us out of this shithole hillbilly town. About fucking time!” Her hands clutched the wine glass before pressing it to her lips and swallowing deeply the thick red liqu

showing off her tanned, shaved legs. She takes little steps to the table with the killer heels she has on. How was she even walking on that thing? I know I wear heels, but not heels that are this high. I was sure that if she took longer steps instead of little paces, she would probably face flat on the floor.