Vampire Hunters Book Novels & Stories

Somewhere, he could still hear the waves although he could only see blackness where the sea should be. Looking down, Jon saw that the light from the library was still on. Jon wondered about his client's nocturnal habits and whether he would need to adjust his work hours as well to match his client's. Suddenly, Jon saw something move from the corner of his eye. It seemed to have come from the library window, but he could not be sure. Just as he was convincing himself that he was just too sleepy and conjuring images out of nothing, he saw a black creature move across the wall of the mansion like a giant lizard. The light from the library window barely caught it. Jon barely suppressed a cry whe

The people at the inn will notice that something is wrong. I understood what it meant when I saw Ryson drinking blood from that maid. Feeding on humans. On weak people. I had read too many books, watched too many movies, heard too many stories about myths and legends, liked fiction very much. Where humans and vampires didn't get along. Most stories ended in romance, hate, war and death. I wondered how my story will be like seeing that my life is now twisted with these creatures. Vampires. Just saying the name creeps me out. Chills running up and down my spine like waves on the sea.

Taking her free hand, I watch Fulton take Sydney off to the other side, where the fire will be to lay their burning sticks down. “Wanna explain?” Merrick asks as we lean down with our fire. “Dude, apparently a vampire thing just happened to me. It only happens to vampires. What are the chances that Mom or Dad or even both aren’t actually my parents?” I blurt out. I trust Merrick with my life; I know for a fact he will help me no matter what life throws our way.

She had very little knowledge of the creatures, which was her fault for not being as prepared to possibly deal with them, but how would she have known she would be in the same room as one? "Hunt." He got out at last, pushing himself off of the wall. She watched his back as he left the cabin, leaving her in silence. Willow dropped back onto the couch as her mind tried to process all that had happened. The meeting with the Goddess herself. Goddesses. Then the odd encounter with Dante. Her fingers traced her lips. Did he kiss her to taste the blood? She felt her face flush. Her first kiss by a Vampire?

She drew a silver dagger from her belt, its blade engraved with the Hunters’ insignia: a cross entwined with a drop of blood. A body slumped against the wall, pale skin, two puncture marks on the neck. No signs of struggle. No footprints. Only a single black rose was pinned to the victim’s chest. Evelyn frowned. “The mark of... the Blood Cult.” The Hunters had eradicated that cult years ago, a fanatic vampire sect that worshipped the so-called “King of Blood,” believed to be nothing more than legend. But a black rose couldn’t be a coincidence. She lifted her sensor watch and crimson energy traces spiraled across the screen like smoke.

Hunters below the altar snapped into formation with trained precision, silver weapons rising in sharp metallic chorus while vampires recoiled from the spreading fractures with actual fear twisting across immortal faces. Fear. From vampires. Dust cascaded from the vaulted ceiling overhead. Chandeliers trembled violently enough to send crystals raining onto the marble. Everyone's attention in the church was suddenly focused on me. The smell hit next. Burning stone. Old blood. Something ancient waking up beneath both. My pulse slammed against my ribs hard enough to hurt. One of the hunters leaned in close and whispered, "What did you do?" I hadn’t done anything. At least I didn’t think I had.

--- They found the first hunter at the edge of a small clearing. He was a vampire, pale and gaunt, with red eyes that glowed in the dim light. He was kneeling over the body of a wolf, one of Seraphine's corrupted soldiers, checking for signs of life. He looked up as Kael approached, his hand reaching for his weapon. Kael didn't give him the chance. He lunged, his sword cutting through the vampire's throat before the creature could cry out. The hunter collapsed, his blood soaking into the forest floor, and Kael stood over him, breathing hard.

I remembered what Luthias told me about the volunteers who supplied blood to Verso vampires if they needed human blood instead of animal blood. “Volunteers. Perhaps at times,” he said as he motioned for a footman to come forth with the note he was delivering. “Vampires have a predator nature. Would you have me rob them of the thrill of the hunt?” “Not everyone hunts, surely,” I said as I raised my freshly filled goblet for emphasis. “True, very true,” he admitted. “We all hunt on the occasions when the urge appears, but we also have specific hunters who are good at what they do, as well as enjoy it.”

It wasn’t clear to me why I felt a twinge of guilt, just seeing it. “Chasing down the Vampire. Stopping the reign of blood.” She read, pointing to the title, and subtitle. “Oh. What’s it about?” I asked, a little awkwardly. “It’s a vampire who suddenly went crazy after tasting blood for the first time.” She replied, and I scoffed. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” I said, snatching the book from her hands.

"Dos said laughing. I thought I was the most weirdo person alive in this world, something even worse! Is there anything worse than me? By the way, my question is not in the answer yet. "There is a ladder" Uno said. As he flick his finger, a light showed up and I saw how the walls move! I can see that this house is a round shape! And there is a pile of books in it! I rolled my eyes and as time went on I realized how big it was! Every book is around and placed on every wall. And there it is .. The ladder! I can see that ladder can be move anywhere. "A-are we in a library?" I asked. "This is inspired by the legendary library." Dos said. Wow! How cool! Also so all the books here are also inspire