Vampire Hunters Book Novels & Stories

What business did Allison have with a witch of that caliber? My gaze drifted away from the list, landing on the chaos of the desk. Only then did I truly see the mess. It wasn’t just papers; it was a library of obsession. Documents were scattered everywhere, burying the wood surface. I picked up a few books, reading the spines. ‘Tales of the Undead’. ‘The Physiology of the Damned’. ‘The Half-Demon’s Plight’. All titles about vampires. They weren’t particularly strange books for a Hunter to possess, I had read most of them myself during training. Know thy enemy. It was Rule Number One. When you hunted apex predators, knowledge was the only equalizer.

Eljo heard screams and saw that people were running out of the compound. Vampires won’t go near a hunter as they know that besides drinking to death or being burnt to death by fire or daylight, a hunter can kill them as well. A hunter, when their sense was activated, can penetrate a vampire's skin. All the hunters have to do was punch a hole in the place where the vampire's heart used to be and leave a single strand of their own hair; or any part of their body, but a strand of hair was the obvious choice. A single strand of hunter's hair in the place where a vampire’s heart used to be before it turned to ash, blows up vampire-like fireworks unless they were born Vampires like some Prehistori

My fingers tapped on the leather cover of the book. "I mean I guess that makes sense, but even after all the myths, vampires still had their fangs. How did they hide those?" Nico blinked at me, apparently, that thought never crossed his mind? "I guess they just never smiled?" He paused, snickering at his own words, "I don't know." My tapping on the cover quickened in speed as I pondered before I finally willed myself to open the book back up. "Maybe if I keep reading I'll find something that will help me regain my faith in humanity thousands and thousands of years ago," I said.

I did a little twirl in the middle of the room and started combing the bookshelves to see what treasures I could find. I was just too excited to have found this place. I came across a smaller leather-bound book that had a weird symbol on the front and when I opened it, I realized that it was a history of the Hunter's. I decided to keep that book just in case I needed it. I was totally in my own world when I felt someone’s arms go around me and breath in my ear. "I see you found my favorite place in the house." My body shivered at the contact. I thought that I was going to melt into a puddle right then and there.

As she opened her eyes she saw him releasing his spear, and she reflexively ducked. But he had aimed too high. Way too high. She craned her neck back, and saw that he had not been aiming at her after all, but at one of the vampires who had been swooping down at her. The silver-tipped spear pierced the vampire’s throat, and a hideous screech filled the room, as the creature fell to the ground. Caitlin stared at this new vampire in wonder. He had just saved her. Why? “Go!” he screamed.

he snapped. No hesitation. No pleasantries. I followed. As soon as we were behind closed doors, he turned on me. "What the hell happened?" I handed him the torn book. He flipped through the pages, expression darkening with every turn. "Where did you find this?" "Hidden between two others. Looked like someone tried to bury it." He closed the book, fingers tightening around the spine. "Those vampires weren’t random." "Who were they?" His voice dropped to a near growl. "Spine Watchers. An old sect. They specialize in erasing dangerous knowledge."

Elusive, complex, poetic and sophisticated. 65. Hotel Transylvania BY CHELSEA QUINN YARBRO This is the first book of a huge series that goes through all kinds of historical periods, following the vampire Comte de Saint-Germain. Haven't read the others, but this one is excellent. 66. The Vampire Tapestry BY SUZY MCKEE CHARNAS Five related stories featuring the mysterious vampire Dr. Edward Weyland. Quite beautifully done. 67. The Delicate Dependency, A Novel Of The Vampire Life

It had been a long time since I last saw terror in the humans’ eyes while gazing at me. “You are a Vampire!” I smiled and used the same words he told me a while ago. “So, what if I am? You had hurt a very important person to me. I cannot forgive you for that,” I told him as I stabbed his chest with my sword. The Hunters who had recovered shot me but no bullets were able to get through me. The man trembled and struggled to reach out for the gun which he had dropped a few inches away from him. I allowed him to have a tiny hope in his heart and let him reach for the gun only for him to drop it again the moment I buried the sword deeper in his body and hit his heart. After watching him breathed

“Yeah, I get that, but you had basic abilities at first also, for now all I can do is smell them.” “Essentially there are books for every type of hunter, their basic abilities would be outlined, and potential abilities after awakening them as well.” My mom mused. “Vampire hunters shouldn’t be any different if you think about it, and yet no one has ever heard of them either.” Amelia’s eyes widened. “Avery, their nest is filled grimoires and other books, if there were books on vampire hunters, they would ensure to have all of them.” “You guys need to come with us. We need to get those books, and the pack plans to attack as soon as there is enough spelled silver and everyone training has a bett

" Understood eight twelve, reinforcement is already on the way." A child's birthday, oh god. Proles, these genetically engineered animals were monsters and Maddox had already seen with his own eyes what these beasts could do. He didn't want to imagine what she would be waiting for at her destination. But he would find out, because he was Venator, a state-approved hunter whose job it was to get the prole plague under control.