Vampire Idol Novels & Stories

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

Derek said. "....I will do it. But I want to know who I really am and how I became your mate and why you kidnapped me." Veronica said crossing her arms under her chest. "Okay I will tell you. No interruptions. You are the daughter of the former emperor of our clan, who is dead now. Your dad fell in love with your mom, who was human and that fact is forbidden. And worst, they gave birth to you. Because,if a vampire and a human breed together they will produce a blood sucking monster like you. Very strong and powerful. The necklace you are wearing is called an ancient lock.

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

"That man is the vampire.” "What!"

"RED-EYEZ, the company that oversees the Vousme dating application is strongly suspected of being the mastermind behind this tragedy. We urge Vousme users to immediately delete the application from your devices and wait for the results of the investigation into RED-EYEZ leader, Jayden Gavian." After the narrative of Jay's fall was echoed, the Riot Squad aimed at the hearts of RED-EYEZ vampires. One by one, they descended into the anger of actual death. Their bodies lay bloodless, their pale skin turned blue, and their eyes widened. Only the blood of their prey remains in their mouth area, and the fishy smell is everywhere. "Too late," Jay muttered.

Isabella whispered, her voice a jagged rasp. "The heavens do not care for 'supposed to,' my lady." Isabella spun around, her crystalline claws—remnants of her vampire transition—extending instinctively. Standing in the darkness of the archway was a figure that seemed to absorb the violet light. He was gaunt, his skin the color of damp parchment, and his eyes were two flat, milky orbs. He was a Dealer of the Black-Sun Sect, a group of mercenaries who specialized in the "Unmaking" of supernatural icons.

She ignored my question. Without warning, she lunged forward, grabbing my hair and twisting my neck to a side before burying her fangs inside my neck. A blood curdling scream escaped through my lungs and she clutched my mouth roughly. She was a vampire, she was so much more stronger than me and I was aware of that. But I had to fight back, I had to do something, anything. With another muffled scream, I tried to lean away from her as she kept sucking my blood, completely draining me. " I hate you and your presence so much that I had to stop myself from ripping your heart out every fucking time you lay your filthy hands on him." She kept rambling as I broke down on the floor, clutching my neck

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

And for that reason alone, I could not have dreamed that vampirism is based on truth. Let's face it. I don't meet the profile of the typical girl turned vampire or girl turned vampire killer. Bella is too tragic, Buffy is a cheerleader, and I'm a black girl from the 'hood. I work nine to five at a local cable company. Drop-dead gorgeous men are not stalking me, and my rounded body does not fit neatly into a size two.

This someone has been forgetten back then, this someone destroyed me before. But today, he will dominate me again, hunt me and become his obsession this time. In Vlaze Kingdom, I am the Vampire's Obsession. NOTE: This story is a work of fiction. Names, Places, Incidents are only imagination of Author. Any resemble real names, places, co-events and locals are just coincidental. Thank you! God bless! Ps: plagiarism is a crime