Vampire Imagery Novels & Stories

She had noticed he was quite open when it came to expressing himself although mave had said, dius had always been a mystery to her she couldn’t see it he seemed transparent to her “oh little tank your a bit early for our meeting” he said stopping she gawked unable to do anything else as she took in the picture of all of him almost naked, jesus he was magnificent. She had a need to lick all those droplets as he grabbed her wrist and fed. She blinked a couple of times to erase the picture of it as he stared waiting. He hadnt moved but he hadnt expressed anything either, she knew for a fact vampires could smell arousel but for some reason it never seemed to bother him when she got turned on, in

It was because time decided to slow down the second time I twirled her, giving my body time to overtake my mind once again and decide that I was going to dip her. It was because of how she gracefully hooked her hands behind my neck, like she was the master of an art that she had never tried before. And that smile. That damn smile she gave me. That damn perfect smile. That's where I lost it. I let out a deep sigh, turning the water down to its coolest temperature. I've been on this earth for over four centuries and never have I once felt something like that in regards to someone else. Vampires are greedy creatures. We see something that we want and we take it. That's just how we work.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

His eyes darkened immediately with a trace of redness. A signal of craving blood. I realized what a stupid mistake I could have made. We had been warned that some vampires had the ability to imitate human beings, mimicking our countenance, our demeanors, and even our emotions to delude their preys and snap their neck when they were off-guard. The image of that little puppy being ripped open suddenly appeared in my mind. I clenched the other hand into a fist as my body became more alert, though I knew any defense would be void to a strong vampire.

That joy was like a tsunami that hit, dispelling all negative emotions. Oralie asked again, her voice a little stammering as if expecting an answer, then fearful of the answer to come. Because the vampire in front of her was so elusive, can't use common sense to conjecture her. Although he was looking forward to confirmation, she couldn't help but worry that this was just a joke in the corner of this vampire lady's mouth. The scariest thing is not: never have hope, but hope is raised, flickering like the fire of a winter day, and then being extinguished by a bucket of cold water.

Instead, he'd found himself staking out a television network where the vampires looked and acted too much like humans. In fact, the only way Arthur could tell a human from a vampire was to look through the 35-mm camera. Both the living and the undead showed up in a digital camera, but vampires could never appear in a 35-mm for the same reason they never showed up in a mirror. Their image could not be reflected.

We both turn around simultaneously, and what I see makes my blood freeze in my veins. Emerging from the swirling mist are creatures that defy every natural law I've ever known. They appear to be vampires, but twisted into forms that have no meaning in any reality I understand. Their shapes shift and flow like liquid shadow, constantly changing yet maintaining a consistently terrifying essence that speaks of death and decay.

The trees, ancient sentinels that had stood watch over the land for centuries, began to sway and creak, as though exchanging ancient secrets or perhaps warnings of the imminent event. Amidst the growing unease and atmospheric tension, the boundary of the forest started to come alive with movement. Emergent figures, with an ethereal grace and lethal allure, began to gracefully navigate through the underbrush. Their forms, lithe and elegant, betrayed a predator's poise, exhibiting both caution and command with every step. The moonlight, which seemed to shy away from them, illuminated their porcelain-like skin, revealing a shade so pale it mirrored freshly fallen snow. This pallor contrasted st

Father lord protect your son, what is happening to me, I stood scarily and made to run upstairs to my room when a heavy wind blew and my door opened automatically and everywhere became dark. I fell scarily on a couch behind me, I began to hear some horrendous sound after some seconds everywhere became bright and what I saw was the most terrifying animal I have ever seen. I felt like I'm watching a horror film. This is a bat in front of me but not just a bat, one side of it was a female vampire's face while the other side was a bat's face. This is damn scary. Father lord help me!. TBC.

Darkness swallowed everything. Then images erupted around me. Wolves. Dozens of them. Running. Hunting. Searching. I recognized none of their pack markings. None of their scents. None of their faces. A second image replaced the first. Vampires. Standing in a circle. Ancient. Silent. Watching. Waiting. Their eyes reflected firelight. Not one of them looked human. Not really. The vision shifted again. A woman. Young. Terrified. Chains wrapped around her wrists.