Vampire In A Novels & Stories

The music blasted through the living room and everyone enjoyed the music, including me, of course. Every once in a while, I would check up on the boys, making sure that they were having enough drinks. I want them all to get wasted tonight, including Alex, which was the only way for me to sneak inside his office room. "Do vampires even get drunk?" I asked Elena, who laughed before nodding, her dance moves already getting sloppy. "Special wine darling! Vervain or some shit mixed, I don't know!" she giggled before walking up to James and grinding her back against him. She's definitely drunk

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

I shuddered, my knees almost buckling. He brought those fingers to his lips. I gripped his hand and stopped him before he could put them into his mouth. His fingers were tinted pink with my wetness. The tears, the semen, the wetness between my legs—what we Vampires accept as natural is something I'm not so sure wouldn't thoroughly disgust a human. "Paul, I'm a Vampire," I said. "What makes my body wet is blood." He smiled. "It's okay. I'm a Werewolf. It's what I eat."

She swallowed hard and I could see the fear in her eyes. “You…” she breathed, staring at me like she had seen a ghost. She rose her trembling hand and pointed directly at me. “You’re … you’re a vam…vamp…vampire!!”

Nor her long, perfectly white fangs, gleaming under the electric lights. “Y-you . . .” Pierce looks between us for several seconds, muttering something incoherent. And that’s when Vania decides to ruin my life and snap her teeth at him. I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose. Pierce spins on his heels and sprints past my cubicle, running over a potted benjamin fig. “Vampyre! Vampyre—there’s a— A Vampyre is attacking us, someone call the Bureau, someone call the—”

And he was a Vampire? Oh God...

Long hair is scattered all over the coffin, each strand is jet-black, soft as silk, flowing smoothly under the body. Oralie looked at the girl lying in the coffin, her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes showing a thoughtful expression. Because the coffin had been lying here for so long that it was covered with moss. However, lying inside was not a dry skeleton with white bones, nor a corpse rotting to the bone, but a young girl. A young girl who may be still in her youth but is infected with the ultimate grief of May. Obviously, the one lying here was a vampire, a blood-sucking demon that was at least a few hundred years old.

Plus no one has dared to cross their limits after they found their Vampire coworker was killed because of his crime. They would not dare to underestimate me again. My working space was darker and empty like my room in the Goldenwood. Had just one working desk and chair, document shelves, and drapes on for the whole day. I despise sunlight as I had to stay in sunlight in front of Debra. Not an easy task for a Vampire to expose the body to the scorching sun. Thanks to my working space, I don’t need to act anymore. I smirked and sighed along with relief.

Theo said, pulling the box out of his pocket containing his amulet ring. "What exactly did you inject me with?" Another small wave of pain hit him. "Transition blood. Yeah, not exactly a medical term. Vampire blood infused with a type of pain killer," Davina explained. "Basically a concentrated vitamin, blood, pain killer cocktail. Isn't necessary but speeds things along" "Human anesthetics, like morphine, burn through a vampire's system in a matter of minutes. Even this stuff doesn't last as long as we would hope." Theo added.

"What's going on?" "I......" I tried to answer but cried out when the men turned to face me. The white bulb in our room shone into their faces and it was then I saw their eyes that were blood red. I could tell they were vampires because Vladimir had a similar look. The phone in my hand dropped to the ground when one of them grabbed Alina by the throat and pinned her to the wall. "Alina!" I screamed out loud. "Let my friend go!" I screamed at him.