Vampire Imagery Novels & Stories

around her, and the fixed image of a handsome man, whether imaginary or not, and the scent of blood and sex. With the pain that followed without the incisions, still lying in his room, inside the mansion, on top of the tossed covers, amid their synchronous movements of their bodies, joined in constant and erratic beats, sounds of slapping skin against skin, moans, gasps, and gasps, he was looking at the night sky as the vampire lunged in and out. 86

I glared at her and took out some papers from the drawer of my desk. She looked nervous when I told her about the condition however she nodded her head as yes for the condition. “I will do anything Sir to earn your trust. Please say what I need to do.” She said in a hurried voice like she wanted things to end quickly and wanna run away from me. Humans are so vulnerable, aren’t they? They think the world is in their hands yet they are scared of us. They think of us as monsters. They don’t even know that we Vampires don’t kill random people just for the blood.

“I can understand that.” The King's words make my head spin into overdrive. The fact that these young vampires could be swayed simply by how humans portray them could become problematic. Even I do not know the true meaning behind the term Vampire, which could prove dangerous in a situation with a young vampire. I could say the wrong thing and send them spiraling down a well of self-doubt. The concern on my face is evident because the King swings in front of me and stops me.

His bones within him suddenly started quavering. This had always been his terror, his fear! It was the face that tortured his mind in for seven years! It was 'the vampire’ himself! His head was bald and the fair skin upon it tattooed with a 3D image of a viper with a tail which ran with branches straight into his eyes . His eyes were red. One could visibly see red clumps of blood in it , and red arteries forming a chain from his faint blue Iris to the extremes of his eyes. His lashes were full and scattered. Dark as black.

"You can't possibly be a werewolf or a vampire right? That shit only exists in movies. Not in real life" "You can't say that, Bella" "Why? I'm right about….." He interrupted me before I could finish my words "I'm a vampire" For a minute, I was silent. It was as if a cold bucket of water was dropped on me. "A what?" I asked. "A vampire, Bella" "That isn't possible" "You’ve seen me in my real form twice. Stop trying to find other explanations for what you saw" My suspicion was finally right. I knew from what I saw at my bathtub that he looked like how vampires have been described but I didn't want to believe he was actually that.

Miren would be more than happy to extend an offer of a glass of wine to the individual in question if it were possible to determine that person's identity. The screams became increasingly louder, and as they did, the mist began to clear, revealing a potent aroma of blood. A gory scene materialized right in front of the vampires' very eyes. On the ground were the decaying bodies of humans and vampires, their bright red blood mixed with the thick black blood that covered their bodies. Their bodies were dismembered as well; however, their limbs and heads were in the correct positions. People's hearts trembled upon first glance at that scene because it was truly terrifying and resembled hell on

At that time, not to mention the power of Vampire is much more than humans, their life expectancy is also very high, the higher the life expectancy, the greater the power, but the beauty is only in the twenties, young and not old, human beings call them immortal gods. The vampire at the top of the food chain is like a king of all species, small people are just their food. Many congregations or groups of people worship them to the point of blindness, the blindness of character, offering twelve- to ten-year-old virgins for Vampire enjoyment. Because they think that virgin girls are the people with the purest and sweetest blood, suitable as sacrifices to the gods.

I asked her. "It's an ancient lock. It is used to subdue the power of a vampire. Most especially half vampire and half human. History holds that once a human and a vampire bears a child. It is very dangerous to the world, both the vampire realm and ham realm. The child at three days old can suck up to seven people a day, before getting filled. The older the more amount of blood needed. It is a very rare magic which appears only once in a thousand years. That is why we vampires aren't allowed to breed with humans, if we do we will do we will give birth to blood sucking monsters. That are posses ten times a normal vampire strength and special abilities which only royal blood line posses." She

The woods whispered tales of old, and the echoes of the prophecy resonated in his mind, reminding him of the forbidden boundaries that governed his existence. Suddenly, a foreign scent wafted through the air, disrupting the familiar symphony of the forest. Intrigued yet wary, Adrian's golden eyes narrowed as they caught a glimpse of a figure gliding gracefully through the moonlit grove below. Recognizing the unmistakable aura of a vampire, his instincts bristled with a mix of curiosity and caution.

It’s small and stifling, she needs a bigger environment, and most especially… Mallory’s mind went back to that bloody night. And as if she was reenacting that scene, she saw herself facing off a noble vampire, his eyes glowing red, and his mouth dripping with viscous blood. However, she wasn’t her past self. She stood there, looking at the vampire calmly as if assessing how to sever his head from his body. Her eyes were tranquil, and with the mystifying symbol of the moon, one couldn’t help but feel the hair on their body stand.