Vampire Hours Novels & Stories

House Of Night BY P.C. CAST AND KRISTIN CAST Hogwarts for vampires? Yes, Harry Potter had his wizard school, but there are at least two series that give vampire teens their own school. First up: The House of Night series, six books written by P.C. Cast and Kristin Cast, a mother-and-daughter team from Tulsa, Okla. Marked, Betrayed, Chosen, Untamed, Hunted and Tempted. Vampires are chosen almost randomly, and they have to enter special academies, where they go through a program and slowly change — or die. This series is quite well-done, and has a lot of goddess theology and ritual in it.

Jane asked, stepping closer and examining me like I was the patient now. “What?” I croaked. “Because you have been out cold,” she continued. “Like deep sleep. No response. No movement.” “Forty eight hours,” Uncle James added from behind her, arms crossed. “Is that a vampire thing? Because if it is, I need that written down somewhere.” I blinked at him. “I slept for forty eight hours?” I repeated slowly. Jayden ran a hand through his hair. “Yes, Victor. Forty eight hours. We tried shaking you. Calling you. Sammy almost slapped you but I stopped him.”

Then, Alex communicated with them through the hands-free they have in their ears. "Guys, the cameras in the strong room and it's hallways are a special type. I can only hack it for thirty minutes before my hacking location will be traceable. Now, one minute is gone, means you have just twenty nine minutes to get the hell out of there" Alex warned. IN A RESTAURANT, Lily and Fredrick, the CEO Platinum were seated, eating. "Hmm" Fred made a satisfactory sound. "I like the steak here" he said.

He questioned himself as he looked forward. “A new day knowing that a friend is gone. Cheers Marissa for choosing me over your vampire-hunting career and abandoning me now you finally felt what victory tastes like.” Hadrian raised an eyebrow as he reached for the bottle of vodka which he left behind last night. It was midday and he wasn't surprised that he woke up that late because he used his powers extremely and it drained much energy from him.

Andro has to fight to stay by his mate's side and fight off the new enemy waging a war against his family; his mafia family while protecting his identity as a vampire. CHAPTER ONE Annika’s POV In the chant of the black night, the stars were the choir, they were nights singing in an unusual pattern, singing a tone of death. Few minutes past ten, the once-cleared skies had transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black as the night laid down in a blanket of darkness.

Matteo stepped into a dark hallway, with candles flickering along the walls. His short blond hair was neatly combed back, and his blue eyes scanned the area until they found a black coffin sitting in the middle of the room. He walked over and gently lifted the lid. Inside, the vampire Vlad was fast asleep, his eyes closed and his hands resting on his chest. Matteo knew Vlad hated being woken up, but this couldn't wait. He sharpened his claws and sliced open his own palm, letting his blood drip onto Vlad's lips.

The sun rose quickly and within twenty minutes it had entirely breached the horizon and the vampires all hiding from it in the shaded atrium all cheered and clapped as the volunteers turned to face them and wave out. Luisette was watching them intently and he noticed Lord Echron falter in his celebrations and look at his hand, then felt his face. He shouted out alarmed and fled back into the protection of the shade. “Jot that down Steward Von Dulce, if you please…” Luisette drawled out. “Yes, your majesty…that was twenty four minutes.” It took another half an hour for the last of the four volunteers to feel the effects of the sun and retreat. The last being the youngest vampire, the least po

I was annoyed to see Ben’s helplessness at that moment and wanted to help him out. Ben finally came across the net that he was looking for and chased Frank out as he tried to trap him in the net. Frank got worried, as he didn’t want to get trapped by Ben again, and so he fled outside the window. Moreover, the night was almost over, and dawn was fast approaching. Vampires were generally active during the night hours, and they lost most of their powers during the day. I heaved a sigh of relief, as he was out of the mansion.

her wolf answered. There are traces of fatigue on her face. She tried to stand up again, and this time she did it successfully. When Cassandra looked around, she saw that they were only three remained in the ring. Two werewolves and one vampire. Slowly, she walked towards them. The black wolf glanced at her and nodded his head, which Cassandra did the same. They started circling their prey. With the black wolf's signal, they attacked the vampire. Cassandra jumped on his right while the black one jumped on his left. She got punched, but the vampire couldn't dodge the black wolf's bite. It gave him a fatal blow. The vampire tried to stand, but he had no strength left. Slowly the mark disappear

EPISODE 3 I do not need much sleep, two hours at most, which I usually take when the sun is at its brightest. Sunlight does affect me, although it is not the mortal enemy Bram Stoker imagined in his tale of Count Dracula. I read the novel Dracula when it first came out, in ten minutes. I have a photographic memory with a hundred percent comprehension. I found the book delicious. Unknown to Mr. Stoker, he got to meet a real vampire when I paid him a visit one dreary English evening in the year 1899. I was very sweet to him. I asked him to autograph my book and gave him a big kiss before I left. I almost drank some of his blood, I was tempted, but I thought it would have ruined any chance he w