Novel & Cerita Vampire Ideas For A Story

I hugged myself, not being able to look him in the eye. "Longer, actually…" I said quietly, but he heard me. He straightened himself before moving a bit closer to me and placing a hand on my leg, "Please, tell me." He said sweetly, I nodded. "Ever since I was a girl, I've had these strange dreams; at the start they were just of me running until I came to a halt with hundreds of eyes staring at me." He sat silently as I spoke, "Then they became different," he gave me a curious look but I continued, “It started showing both the vampires and werewolves and recently, in every dream, I’ve come close to death. And for some reason, for the past two nights, there’s this red moon that keeps popping u

“He tried to tell me that’s what he was, but I didn’t believe him. Nobody has ever seen an actual vampire in our entire history as far as I know.” “Well, vampire or not, he doesn’t have control over himself right now and we need to subdue him.” Lucas called from behind me. “What works on them in the human stories?” “Sunlight, garlic, crosses.” Rory called back to my mate. “None of which we have here.” “What if we give him what he wants?” I asked. “There’s plenty of blood bags in the clinic. If he’s after blood, maybe that will be enough to stop his frenzy?”

I warned, although it sounded like I was joking. He snorted "In the event that you can't get a wooden stake, decapitation works. So does fire." A sense of humor? Who would've thought. Not wanting to continue the journey in silence, I blurted "Tell me a story." This time, he took his eyes from the road to look at me, perplexed. That made two of us. I thought he was going to ignore my statement but all he said was "What type of story?" "Of how vampires came to be." My voice was small and greedy, thirsty for any bit of information that would help me not jump out of the car and start rethinking why in the world I wasn't scared of sitting beside a vampire.

They can only walk into moon light, or will turn into ashes if sunlight gets contacted. The last vampire breed does not exist, they are called hybrid vampires. Adrianna was reading the book when the doorbell rang and she went to check. It was Cathy along with the kids. "Hey…" Adrianna was happy to see her kids playing happily inside the house. Her day was busy afterward and she forgot to read the book then. "So, everything is done. Do you need more help?" Cathy asked her friend. "No… but I am happy that you came." Adrianna was glad to have her in her life.

Oralie sat up a little annoyed, and before opening the window, she quickly collected the displeasure on her face and asked anxiously: - Sir, what happened? Can't you sleep? Selina shook her head slightly, those ash gray eyes still looking straight at her, and affirmatively replied: - A vampire doesn't need sleep. But humans need sleep. But humans need sleep! At this moment, Oralie really wanted to shout at this vampire, that she needed to sleep, she needed sleep. But then, Oralie took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and swallowed the scream that hadn't come out of her mouth yet. She calmly asked Selina:

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

Every goddamned Blood Moon. Some time ago, it had somehow gotten to his Nana's ears, the utterly absurd and completely false notion that vampires could have human mates. That was when she'd started to bring all these girls into his home. One after the other, under the pretext of her needing help around the estate. It made him laugh at the silly idea. He was no shifter. There was no such thing as human mates for his kind. What would be the point of it anyway, seeing as they were also their primary source of nourishment? They could easily kill their own soulmates, provoke themselves an immense amount of grief. It made absolutely no sense whatsoever. He still let her have her way at first, allo

It was a good system, so good she had asked dius why others haven’t adopted this system and he said “they have little tank, all of us in big enough groups have, the reason you dont know about it is because you have been attacked by lone vampires, probably starved and at the end of their rope, unfortunately some of us still hunt like the old old days, but more and more of us are doing things like this which is why vampires have become the stuff of horror movies” dius had said “or romance” she said shaking her head “romance?” he asked looking her way

Being jealous of him doesn’t feel right. “Um… what did you want me to stay back for?” Hana asked, changing the subject. I could see the questions in her eyes. She wanted to ask about my past, to know what made me the way I am. She knows enough vampires to know that we all have some story that led us to vampirism. Like many vampires, my story isn’t a happy one. I didn’t choose vampirism; it was forced on me, and I’ll probably never know by whom.