Vampire Knight Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

The first one was about the history of the pack, but it got kind of boring, so now I'm reading a fanfiction story about werewolves and vampires that someone wrote. Even though the werewolf and vampire story has some things in it that aren't true, I didn’t mind because I could tell it was written by a human. "Rachel," I said quietly, knowing that she was sitting behind me while I kept reading through all these papers. "Yes, Lady Denera?" Rachel answered, speaking softly and calmly. I let my thoughts linger for a moment, wondering if I should ask about what was on my mind. After carefully considering it for a bit, I decided to go ahead and ask.

Chapter 4: The Feast of Shadows Karina’s heart hammered in her chest as the vampire’s words echoed in her mind. *The Third Prince of Zorana*. A bloodline. A kingdom. She wasn’t just some ordinary orphan—she was part of a story far darker and more complex than anything she could have ever imagined.

Yuna said excitedly. Rose immediately kicked her. "You're flirt!” "Incapable! But, Gab? Why did you ask? ” Yuna asked me. "I have a dream about vampires," I replied. “What? Are you sure?" I just nodded. "Care to tell?" Rose asked.

Knight lingered his lips right over Raven's, his smell intoxicating. "Well I guess I can tell you now..." Raven blushed, "I didn't hate your blood. Well...I realized I liked your smell that night when you used my handkerchief to wipe the blood, so..." "So you DID stash away my stuff!" Knight burst into laughter as he tightened his hug, "Knew you were a creepy little stalker type! See how many times you have abducted me and tied me up!" Raven rolled his eyes, deadpan. "You totally did that as a torment though!" Raven hummed and turned away. Knight bit Raven's scarlet red ear tip as he whispered--

My forehead suddenly creased because it became familiar. "The Luna Princess can create scenarios in her mind to escape reality and that's where the Vampire Prince saw her but didn't even dare to introduce himself as her past lover in her past life because he's afraid that what if the woman that he loves will disappear again just like in her past life? He can't bear that so he's now okay for now to talk to her in her imagination and waited for the right time how to lift the curse," he said and nodded his head. I don't know what to feel now. I should be happy with the story, right? But why do I feel like the story he's talking about seems connected to me or I'm just assuming something?

It seems that all it takes to start a simple fight or something as big as a war is having someone who is either greedy for more power than they already have or don't have or someone full of jealousy or maybe even a mix of both to ruin what could have been. I close the tome and shift my gaze to the forest outside letting my mind wander. I then remember Seraphina’s mating to Dominic, a Werewolf mated to a Vampire and according to the text in front of me such a mating is against the law, though the law itself isn’t stated within the text. ---------- I startle awake with tears sliding down my cheeks. It’s dark outside and as I look through the rain that softly taps on the window and watch as lig

He was hoisting me, breaking every part of me until I was a mess below him. This shouldn't be happening yet I loved it. Every thrust was a breaking point. Every sigh that came from him was a turning point. Every contact was breaking me badly. “Yes, Khan, I love it. I love it so much.” I cried shamelessly. **** A patient was rushed into the ward, she had blood around her neck and there was no need to be informed that it was the bite of a vampire. Here in Manyon City, Vampires crawl. The sight reminded me that I had a child with a one-night crawler and there was a tendency for my child to be a vampire as well.

as stared out my bedroom window I saw that my magnolias trees were in full bloom, it was like a welcome home gift. "I'm headed to the Towers, I'll return tonight," Kie said, noticing the concern etched on my face. He knew my thoughts and drew me close, his lips brushing against mine in a gentle, reassuring kiss. "That will never happen again, I promise," he whispered, his eyes locked on mine. "I was a fool, I never should have done all those things." I smiled, lost in his dreamy gaze. "No, everything had to unfold just as it did – fate was guiding us." My heart swelled with love for all of my mates, each unique and special in their own way. I cherished them all equally, and Kie, my first vam

But was he strong enough to dent two motorcycles with only his hands? I felt like this research was starting to drive me crazy. I could hardly wrap my mind around all the stories I’ve been reading. Most of the pictures were similar to one another with the same wounds on their necks and pale white as the clouds. It was like whoever had done this had drained these people of every last drop of blood. Opening a new document, I began writing a new short story. A story about a charming vampire seducing a young girl. In the end, the girl becomes a vampire and began “hunting” in the city with the male protagonist.

"My cousin is a Dragon Lord, not a Lycan or a mere human.” In the midst of the bickering and banter around them, Lucian and Visenya remained oblivious, lost in the depths of each other's gaze. With a contented sigh, Lucian wrapped his arms around Visenya's waist, drawing her closer to him. As their lips met in a passionate kiss, the world faded away, leaving only the two of them in their own blissful realm.