Vampire Knight Book Novels & Stories

It wasn’t clear to me why I felt a twinge of guilt, just seeing it. “Chasing down the Vampire. Stopping the reign of blood.” She read, pointing to the title, and subtitle. “Oh. What’s it about?” I asked, a little awkwardly. “It’s a vampire who suddenly went crazy after tasting blood for the first time.” She replied, and I scoffed. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” I said, snatching the book from her hands.

I could feel the dark magic flowing through it and unlike the day I met Arwan and Fen, it felt like a part of me instead of a foreign invader. As if sensing me not knowing where to start or how to find the information I needed, the book pages began to flutter. I watched curiously as the fluttering increased and the pages started rapidly turning before suddenly stopping. It had turned itself to a page filled with an image of a vampire. It looked human, if it hadn't been for the heading, I wouldn't have known what it was. I whispered thanks to book, shaking my head at the notion of talking to it, and eagerly began to read.

“They didn’t need to, knowing what they were was enough to put the fear into wolves and vampires. If they shifted it was a last resort” “You know what I look like when I shift?” “Well I haven’t seen you but I have seen pictures, Come I will show you” I follow him into the packhouse and down the hallways towards the library, inside he walks over to shelves I hadn’t checked yet, and reached up towards the top, his muscles protruding as he grabs a book from near the top and hands it to me. “The Royals” I read the title, the book hadn’t been on the shelves for long or it had been looked at recently as there was very little dust.

Uri turned the pages of the ancient book; he had read carefully the books Anthea had brought. The content of the two books about vampires was similar to what he had read in school. And in particular, there is no information that the Red Leaf organization has hidden. As for the book about the creator god, there were some important information, so he wanted to ask Clement. Half a month later, Clement and Anthea arrived at the bungalow in Uri's impatience and anticipation, this time, they also brought him lots of food.

Instead, I went about chatting with whoever felt comfortable enough to stop their task for a minute or two and I dug for information on the blacks. I discovered that there were two sects of vampires. The ones who broke away in rebellion and made Jack their lord and king were called the whites and the originals who were evil and sinister were the blacks. I found this bit of information confusing, since I’d been told on Kurr that Jack was the king of all the vampires on earth and I didn’t remember Drake’s story of how Jack let the king he rose up against live and that king was in charge of a small band they called the blacks. They clarified and elaborated on Drake’s story. Jack was king of th

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode four🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 King Damien’s POV 💕 .. .. I watched as she slept peacefully,her chest fell and rised as she took shallow breaths. She’s not supposed to spend the night in my chamber but I can’t seem to let her go and it’s not a good sign,at least not for a king. A knock came through the door as Lord James walked in with a smirk on his face. “I knew you’d be busy but I thought it’ll be with Lady Katherine” he said, taking his seat in front of the fireplace.

I chuckled to myself at the thought when the realized he had assumed wrong. As I did appear to be young - I had reached maturity at the age of 19 and stopped physically aging since - I was actually 59 years old. That was relatively young for a vampire, but inexperienced, not so much. This would just be one of many wolf lives I had ended. In fact, I had lost count at this point. Hmm. An idea formed in my mind. Maybe I should start a kill-book with details about all my victims so I can continue to relive the moments and maybe learn from any mistakes, although mistakes were rare for me. I could use it as training material for some of the others too.

" She whisphered. Before Kelvin could say anything, Karen had already sat on his lap, licking his neck. She then dug her sharp fangs into his veins, and he winced. Karen sipped the blood hungrily, and she only stopped when she sensed he was about to lose consciousness. "Delicious!" She exclaimed, moaning as she licked her fangs. When she was about to burry her fangs on his neck again, Patrilia walked in with a bowl of soup, which she angrily drank before drifting off to slumber land.

She hoped that she had not offended this vampire. "No offense at all," she replied, reading her thoughts again. "Our time is primitive in many technological ways that you are accustomed to. But we are, in other ways, more sophisticated than even your modern time. We are extremely knowledgeable, and scholarly, and books rule the day. A people of primitive means, maybe, but with a very sharp intellect. “More importantly, this is a crucial time for the vampire race. We stand at a crossroads here. You have arrived at the turn of the century for a reason.”

It was Riven, the young heir of the oldest family in the northern lands. He was the first vampire to reach a partnership with me. He walked steadily to my side, naturally forming a barrier. His gaze flicked over Kael’s frozen expression before turning to me. “Elena, I’ve secured the goods you mentioned earlier. We can finalize the details once you decide.” Kael’s gaze snapped onto Riven. His crimson pupils contracted slightly. The fragile certainty he had clung to moments ago was replaced by shock and a sharp, piercing pain. He looked at Riven, then back at me in disbelief, as if unable to comprehend how another vampire could step so naturally between us.