Vampire Kdrama Novels & Stories

He smile widely. "We are! I am Drake Nikolaevich. The very first true blood vampire. And my wife is the pureblood Lycan Queen, Nadea. And you, Melody Ania Nikolaevich, are our powerful, beautiful princess. And your fated mate here is a pure blood werewolf. And he's not just a simple warrior either. " He says with an approving smile. So how does the vampire world not know that my last name was the last name od the vampire lord. "I would want him even if he were a demon or human," I said softly.

He didn't even bat an eye at what just happened. "What the fuck! Who is that whore!" Kim shouted pointing at the girl moaning in pain on the floor. "She's just my little fun and none of your concern" He answered with an almost amused expression. Kim was shaking with rage and jealously. Now that she was a vampire her emotions were haywire and she acted on impulse. The impulse she was feeling right now was to eliminate any competition. Without warning Kim pounced on the unsuspecting girl, snatching her up from the ground by her hair. The girl began screaming and kicking, but her human strength could only be described as weak at best.

"Too bad then, it was so much fun making her life hell. You weren't good enough to plant a seed in her either. Pathetic." Andreas...I remain with tension, itching to move when I recall something more urgent. I snap my head to the other side and flee toward Mei. In my urgent flight, I capture through my peripheral, something that terrifies my blood. Andreas has Diana within the choking grip of his hand with her legs dangling, and he's deploying some mysterious power to slam Devon onto his knees. "You... won't g-get to have her...we will offer her-" "Right, you've made your point," The Vampire interrupts with boredom, his nails elongating in a flash and driving into her neck at the same time h

Han was lounging with a blue drink in hand, looking pleased with himself. “Hunter, glad you could make it,” Han said, snapping his fingers. A female vampire appeared almost instantly. “Take care of him,” Han murmured, then turned to Hunter. “Have fun, my friend.” The girl handed Hunter a drink, which he downed in one go. She pulled him into a room, and things moved quickly, jacket off, shirt off, her dress on the floor. She wasn’t bad, Hunter thought, yanking her into his lap as he sank his fangs into her neck. He took her hard, a couple of times, but even then, Chloe’s face flashed in his mind.

There were no goblets of blood or mutilated corpses. Truthfully, the room looked much like any servant’s quarters. There was a bed with rumpled sheets. A few tunics had been tossed over a chair. The vampire wasn’t the neatest person but he wasn’t a total slob, either. I saw no signs of any mate, though. All the clothing was men’s, and there were no obviously feminine items in the small washroom. I noticed a photograph frame sitting face down on a table near the bed. Curious, I picked it up. The image showed the vampire, Kyle, with his arm around a very pretty young maid, presumably his mate. I recognized her immediately.

"Very well, I can explain, Brother Federico—your new maid has offended me. Since she's no one special, she should be disposed of." Alessia finally grins, careful not to show her fangs. She doesn't know how much pathetic, ugly, mortal Hailey has been told—and she will not risk offending her beloved over something so trivial. People like Hailey deserve to be in the dark until they die. People who believe her beloved Federico is the fourth generation of the original Don Federico Vitale instead of the original don himself should hear no secrets of the supernatural. Alessia will not casually spill Federico's secret of being an immortal vampire to anyone—let alone the dumb mortal girl who dares to

She chuckled. “Yes, we do that too. But we are here to serve them a greater purpose. We fill them with their supply of blood. Also, vampires don’t share blood with other vampires. So, the humans you’ve seen so far, belong to someone here. Usually, the ones they are closer to or walking with…” I thought about the girl I saw the other day on our way to the vamp house for breakfast. She looked like she had just come back from swimming, and she was walking behind a vampire. Both of them were looking at me but then they disappeared into the woods.

There was something in her aura that I recognized. The woman started sliding around her table, trying to get out. The young man with her was a vampire, I was sure of it. His eyes widened as he saw me, and he looked away, either afraid or wary. He inclined his head, acknowledging that I was of a higher status. Then, I saw her. She rushed past the woman. Her face was pale. An older man followed after her. Face flushed and angry. He came after her. Her clothes seemed slightly askew. Her hair was mussed, and she was fighting blindly through the crowd. I shoved one of the idiots aside and crossed the area. People stumble back and out of my way. My blood was boiling. My hunger and irritation were

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”