Vampire Kdrama Novels & Stories

Aster: Aster woke violently. Limbs flailing wildly, heart hammering, she bit back a scream just in time. She dreamed about the dead vampires, their bodies sizzling and slowly decomposing in the sun. She walked between them, turning them over one at a time. Each of them was someone she knew and loved – her family, slowly melting away to nothing.

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.

The silver-haired guy got afraid, and he took a step back. "Sorry my lord" He apologized but his eyes that are looking at me are still the same. He hates me. It's not just towards food, but he hates me for some reason very badly. "Anyway, she is--" He turned towards me "Wait, what is your name again?" [My name is Zia] "Ah, Zia" He again turned towards them "She is Zia also known as the lady and the lover of the vampire king Ril" "Vampire king's lover?"

Master Vampire’s House (Southern Svetyland) •T–––M–––V–––P–––L• In the dimly lit room, the flickering candlelight cast elongated shadows across the chamber. Darius lay sprawled on his king-sized bed, his strawberry-blonde hair tousled as he savored the warmth of freshly drawn blood from a golden chalice. Beside him, a half-naked red-haired female trailed her lips across his chiseled torso, her hands eagerly exploring every inch of his cool, pale skin.

Look how close she was to pleading for it already! She couldn’t have intercourse with him. They were strangers. Worse, he was a vampire, a drinker of blood, and she’d studied his kind for research. Oh, God. Talk about a mood killer. If he ever found out, the mood wasn’t the only thing that would be killed.

"I know right? I need to know all I can about this vampire because from my research, he seems to be the leader. If I can bring him down, it would be easier to bring the rest of them down" "Why do you want to bring vampires down? I mean you have no encounter with them after all" I looked down and looked around trying to prevent my emotions from showing. "I once had an encounter with a vampire . He killed a man in my presence. He drained his whole blood and left the man there. I was fortunate I wasn't seen, else I would have been long gone". She eyed me up and nodded, "Follow me", she said and turned. She kept walking into the forest and at a point I was getting scared.

He hoped that in the madness he wouldn't do anything outside the obstacle. The thing he understood after staying in these two days was that the Vampire king really cherishes that girl. He is a totally different person when he is with that girl. If he said these things in Valeria, everyone will laugh at him, because the vampire king is known for his ruthlessness and viciousness. He had never even thought of a second time before killing half of the people of Valeria. Also, he saw the possessiveness in that king’s eyes whenever anyone mention that girl’s name. He believes that if anyone thinks to lay their finger on that girl, that king will massacre not only that person but also the entire gen

Swinging my urumi in rapid circles, I cut into the outer layers of bloodsuckers, but as fast as the thin steel blades flay out pieces of undead flesh leaving dark magic flames to consume them, new vampires are porting in, all of them hellbent on getting to Sylvia. The shrieks of the burning pierce the air accompanied by cries of victory from my other sisters as their own battles end and they emerge into the center of the house, enraged and lusting for more. Six of us strike at ground level trying to get to Sylvia, with Jenny still covering us from above, but in the end, she’s overwhelmed. The filthy bloodsucker who gets to her—a dark-haired smokey-eyed male wearing casual clothes and a black

She didn’t stop sucking until every last drop of blood was drained from his body. Lord Jameson leaned against the wall of the hut watching his newly made vampire kill the man who’d contracted him to kill her and her entire family. There was something about her that was different from the others he’d turned. It wasn‘t the fact that she was far stronger than he expected her to be. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but he wasn’t worried. He knew it would eventually be revealed to him. Kira tossed her uncle’s limp body to the floor and wiped at the blood that coated the majority of her face.

“Why don’t we introduce ourselves? I made dinner. You could settle your disagreements over some food… or blood. Whichever.” “That’s actually a great idea,” the other vampire, who hadn’t spoken yet, said. “That’s Asher. This is my daughter, Via. I’m Silas, and this is my wife, Kerina.” “It’s Kerry.” “Wait, she’s your daughter?” Liz couldn’t hide her surprise. The man was clearly a vampire, but this Kerry—she looked so human. “Are you a vampire too?” For some reason, the couple had very different reactions to the question. Kerry seemed to grow uncomfortable at the very idea that she might be a vampire. Her husband, on the other hand, looked amused.