Vampire Idol Novels & Stories

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

the princess exclaimed forcefully, raising her hand to prepare herself, but she was taken aback by what she remembered. No magic works in this sanctuary except for the deity. If she steps foot in this realm, she becomes exactly like any other vampire. Because of her foolish laugh, Vreihya focused her attention more intently on the deity in front of her. "You knew quite well that laying a single finger on him isn't needed to put both him and the child in danger," she laughed, looking at Vreihya with the same dismissive expression she always gives her.

" You're the brave vampires who escaped with hopes of starting a new life as you have your memories back but sorry to tell its been wiped by me and right now, You're my army ." " There's a hunter out there called Sambora Canto but we are Vampires, Hunters are know match for us but just in case you get captured, What they want is the Primus to bring down the coven, you tell them Ivory Smith is the Primus, She attends Stardom High School and the Alpha of the wolves, Elsa Gomez." Sabasto said and chuckled loudly. - The vampires could be seen running in the woods as arrows and bullets from different direction went for them.

He took a step back and she landed on the bare floor. "I doubt you know who I am," he spoke without fear. She laughed maniacally, "we, the condemned, have neither fear of the gods nor of man. Tell me, who are you?" He smiled, "I am no man. I am Sebastian Deusdedit, lord of the vampires." She seemed a bit shocked for an instant then her eyes glowed even more. "Even more lovely," she licked blood red lips, "your heart will give us even more power than we have ever had and we will conquer the villages and rip their heart to shreds."

She couldn't shake off the feeling that there were pieces of her past that she was missing, and Luna's presence only intensified her desire to uncover the truth. Emily decided to confide in her close friend, Isabella, a vampire with a talent for unraveling secrets. Isabella, sympathetic to Emily's plight, promised to help her discover the truth about her lineage. Together, they embarked on a clandestine investigation, digging into ancient vampire archives and seeking out hidden knowledge within the vampire community.

It was a mixture of fear and respect, and she knew that he was someone important in the vampire world. Suddenly, there was a commotion at the far end of the hall. Steve tensed, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the crowd. He could sense that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Then he saw her. A tall, elegant woman with long black hair and piercing green eyes was making her way towards them. Her name was Isadora, and she was one of the oldest vampires in the city. Steve had never trusted her, and he knew that she had a reputation for being ruthless and manipulative.

He managed to whisper hoarsely. I leaned down, so I was almost at eye level with him, and his eyes locked onto mine. “You have been chosen by our goddess Nyx to fulfill your role as a vampire,” I began to tell him the same speech I gave them all. “With her strength, love, and courage, you will continue this change into a new being and conquer all that stands in your way. This is not the end for you, but only the beginning.” When humans don’t die during the change, I like to think of them as chosen by the goddess herself. So, I make sure they know that their successful change is no accident.

His lips move, and he starts speaking in a voice as cold and empty as a grave. "I am Vivaldi Monteverdi," he says in a flat voice. "My darkest secret is that I'm a vampire who stripteases." I let out a disbelieving laugh. A stripper vampire? That's his big confession? Still, I keep listening, eager for the rest of his answers. My face scrunches up with confusion and doubt. This isn't the bombshell I was expecting. His monotone fills the air, making everything feel surreal. "My life goal is to find a gay first blood vampire so I can entertain him with my strip teasing skills forever," he continues. "As for the people I hurt, I did it to show my master I'm not just a hot stripper, but also a s

On the left-hand page of this enchanting tome, Astrid's eyes fell upon the captivating portrait of none other than the enigmatic Vampire King, Dexter Aquilo Gunner. His allure was beyond compare, akin to a masterpiece that had been granted the very breath of life. Dexter's vampiric features added a tantalizing edge to his persona; his porcelain skin appeared to shimmer and gleam under the gentle caress of the moon's ethereal glow. His sleek, snowy-white hair, meticulously arranged into a fashionable fringe, cascaded gracefully, partially veiling his inscrutable brow. It was as though the moonlight itself had conspired to frame him in an aura of mystique.

“What? Of course not, I love David. I would never do anything to hurt him.” Candice took a long look at Kayden Edwards. A hundred-year-old vampire with a mop of black hair and deep blue eyes that felt like seduction itself. He was tall and of average build. She could see a glimpse of why her brother was so obsessed with this vampire. He was a sexual magnet.