Vampire Hours Novels & Stories

Gone in four hours. Millhaven went next. Vampire territory, old and established, defended by people who had survived things that should have killed them multiple times over. Cassia sent word through the emergency channels that her house had held for eleven hours before the numbers became impossible. She evacuated what she could and burned the rest so nothing useful was left behind.

Their hunger for power was astronomical and their wicked methods didn't lack creativity. "No." I stated firmly. "The letter said vampires usually come to the village early in the morning to gather the labor force and return around 8pm when the work is done for that day. Or sometimes they do not return at all. We need to come at night." "Well, should we just wait here?" Unamused, Theo scanned the surroundings. Since we ditched our car, we spent the last three days on foot, sleeping in the cold and the wild. Not that we would mind that much. Though some of us craved a shower and a warm meal.

"I know these past couple of hours were rough, and I wish I could tell you that it will ease up before the day's up, but I don't wanna lie to you. The next few days are going to be the same and I'm afraid that it's only going to get worse before it gets better, but it will ease up eventually." Harley turned partially so that she was facing him. She didn't bother to attempt a smile because she knew he'd see right through it. All of these things she hadn't taken into account when she had asked him to change her were beginning to make her realize exactly why he had been objective to doing so. "I hope so." "Give it some time." He assured her. "My eyes burn. My head hurts… I thought the transitio

"Anyone who associates with you is not innocent. But I'm talking about the human girl you abducted two days ago from a nightclub." Confusion ran through me at Francis' words. I leaned forward as the grip on the phone tightened. "I never did anything of the sort." Sol denied it immediately. Francis pulled out a phone to show Sol something, but I couldn't see what it was. "Is that so? Reports say that a woman named Kaya Taylor, aged 25, was seen at your place of residence recently. You are in violation of taking a human into the residency of a well-known pureblooded vampire without the permission of the VHO." (Note: Vampire Hunter Organization=VHO)

KIMBERLY'S POV I just wanted it all to end. In my condition, how was I to climb about a hundred staircases while fighting off a thousand Vampires? He didn't want us to survive. At that moment, it felt as though the best thing for me was to give up and as I watched, tears filled up my eyes. Then we heard the booming voice of the Vampire Lord echoing and bouncing off the walls. “Time ticks patiently, wolves, you have all the time in the world.” He said, and I could imagine the smirk on his face, and above us was an hourglass and sand was pouring slowly but steadily from the top to the bottom.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

It was a cruel way to do things and often times painful. Nevi explained that, when a vampire was created in this manner, all sparks of humanity were removed. It was probably a result of the length of time the body lay dead; which in Frank’s case was well over twenty-four hours. The longer the body lay dormant, the less of its humanity it retained. He seriously doubted that I would be safe if I ran into Frank.

“I have an apartment on the second floor of the Vamp House and Carter has his apartment on the third floor that he shares with Nathanial, both of them being single and always busy with work, so it’s easy for them to share the floor. But they also have their own homes that they live in most of the time. The rest of the floors are reserved for the warriors and other vampires who don’t have their own homes. Most of the village workers live there for convenience. It’s also where we hold all our events and meals. I wondered what the rankings were and if it had anything to do with the floors they lived on. But I decided not to ask right now. “I see,” I said, still gawking at the building. “Our day

I watched Aiday's eyes grow wide, she looked at me, and smiled lightly, "Before I tell you my answer, I need to confess something to you." I got scared for a moment and stood up, ready to hear what she had to say, "I found my mate." My heart crumpled, but she didn't stop, "He's tall, bright blue eyes, dark hair, kind hearted," this woman is torturing me, I thought, "and he's a vampire." I paused when I heard that, "What?" I asked, and she nodded, "I'm your…"

The road ahead is going to be fairly bumpy for the both of us. Rattling off number after number, I finally approach her house once reaching fifty. All I can do is stare at the door before ringing the doorbell. Once it sounds, the ring is deafening in the silent night. One foot follows the other and before I can stop myself, I’m making small circles on her front porch, waiting for her to answer or waiting for her to ignore me altogether. Time seems pointless, because for people like me there’s an overabundance of it, but not tonight. I only have three hours before the sun rises. That’s three hours to convince her of the existence of my being. Of the existence of vampires.