Vampire Hours Novels & Stories

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

You must be kidding,"In faux horror, she shouted, clapping a hand to her breast. She could feel her heartbeat double beneath her palm. He disregarded her irony. Before we enter, there is something you should be aware of. He took her hand in his, the broad pad of his thumb caressing her sensitive palm as if to soothe the severity of his words, "Vampires pleasure in sticking to a highly tight hierarchy when among their own kind, despite their enjoyment of wreaking chaos on mortals. "I won't just be your lover tonight if we're going to make them think you gave your soul to me voluntarily. You'll report to me.

So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.

Which is the last thing I want to be. When I blink, I see her in the car again. Broken and bleeding. Then I blink again, and I see the arc of the crowbar coming down on Jack’s knee. Again, Violet is up against a tree. Again, and she’s in my car, blood welling up on her thigh. I shake my head to dislodge those images. The violence I crave versus the woman dancing before me. “I see you,” she says. Her head whips around with each spin, up on her toe. She turns breathtakingly fast, but she doesn’t lose balance.

“Lots of food, music, and pretty lights. But there are mainly two parts to it.” He holds up two fingers. “The Moon Dance and the Blood Hour.” The what hour? I echo out my curiosity. And Noel’s eyes darken, just a little. “The Blood Hour is basically a Hunt. For the Omegas in the pack. The higher-ranked wolves play hide-and-seek with us for an hour, and they are allowed anything except for murder.” My mouth drops open. You’ve got to be kidding me. “Anything?” His lips purse solemnly. Then he nods, and I can’t help but see a bit of memory flicker through his eyes. I can tell it isn’t anything that’d bring a smile.

I nodded, almost infinitesimally, and then I took a step back. Keeping my right eye closed, I grinned around the broken room at the last remaining vampires. There were three: one tall, dark, and would-be handsome (had he not been a murderous blood-sucker); one was short and stout and round, and I wondered how his pot belly and balding head helped him in acquiring a regular blood supply; the other was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, slim and dark, with a perfectly coifed afro and narrowed green eyes – save for the blood smeared around her sensually curved mouth.

“Elder, please do the honors,” Sighing, Nicolai got in and started to scrub his whole body in with the flowers. “I really don’t enjoy smelling like flowers,” “But you end up looking and smelling good,” raven smirked. “Oh piss off,” he splashed water on his face. “Go... I want some privacy when I’m bathing.” “you have to soak in there until that line hits nine.... am I saying that right...” he said pointing the stick on the ground. These young vampires did not have a concept of time, so to teach them Nico had stuck a straight tree branch on the ground and made twelve hands. Each hand indicated an hour. When the sun’s shadows fell on it they can definitely tell what hour it was.

Their eyes burned with hunger. Their energy felt heavy and cruel. They didn’t come quietly. They rushed forward. A wave of darkness moving toward us. “Now!” I shouted. Rose and I raised our hands together. Our powers joined. A bright shield formed around the wolves. A barrier of light. The vampires crashed into it. They were thrown back. Again they attacked. Again they were pushed away. For a moment, it looked easy. Too easy. The Blood Moon lasted one hour. We held the barrier the whole time.

Xavier hit the base of a tree and rolled up onto his feet despite what I knew had to be a painful blow. “Hey! Wait!” I called out to him, but he dove back into the woods as if I wasn’t even there. I stubbornly stood, grabbing a large fallen tree branch to prop myself up with. I got upright easily enough and lurched forward. It wasn’t difficult to follow Xavier’s path; trees and bushes were trampled in his rush to get to the vampire, blood staining the foliage and leaving me another trail to follow. I only hoped he remembered his lessons and fought well. Not only was it odd that the vamp was out during daylight hours, but it was faster than it should have been. At dawn and dusk they were usua

The girl that smelt of lavender, her shocking blue eyes and brown hair, she was the definition of perfect. -Skylar P.O.V- I woke up from my annoying alarm, I looked at the time and it was 5 am. As soon as I lifted my head my neck started to hurt, I got up and looked in the mirror to see two holes in my neck. Flashbacks from yesterday ran through my head, I had been attacked by a vampire. I walked into the bathroom doing my business and then into the shower, I washed my hair and body. As soon as I was done, I sat in the shower, letting my thoughts consume me. “Sky, you’re going to be late.” I heard a knock on the bathroom door.