Vampire Knight Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

" Rihanna is standing with his head down. #Unfulfilled love# #Sabiha Moyuri ntroductory episode [B.D. This is the first story I wrote. The next episode will be given on the basis of response.This is a completely fictional story. If you make a mistake, you will be forgiven.]

He had pushed away the great tree that could have sheltered him, all for a seemingly delicate little flower. It was only fitting that the thorns killed him in the end. “Where is he now?” “Back where he was born. A barren little territory in the north,” Orion said, gesturing to the dark horizon. “I hear he’s gone mad. Lives in the slums, doing odd jobs for low-blood vampires to survive.” “I passed through there last month. I saw this crazy old vampire, on his knees in the mud, talking to himself. He was begging for your forgiveness. Screaming about holding a thirty-fourth wedding.”

Phoebe shivered under her breath: “Open…open…. aaaaaaaa……” Phoebe's reason was fighting with the Vampire instincts in her, her whole body was shaking, her eyes were wide open, her mouth was wide open gasping to reveal sharp fangs, and her nails were already growing uncontrollably. In addition, her hair color is also gradually changing to white, only her eyes are wearing contact lenses. Now Phoebe is no different from a Vampire, but the difference is that she still has the reason to suppress her lust for human blood. She hid in the corner of the room and bit her arm hard to remind herself to stay awake. One bite wasn't enough to bring her back to her senses, so Phoebe was like a tooth-itchy b

That way, they wouldn't have to remain enemies till now. My mind was so preoccupied till I reached Sir Darenn's bedroom, and when I stepped inside, I saw him soundly sleeping on his bed, so I sat at the edge of his bed and gave him a peck on his forehead. "Good night, Sir Darenn," I whispered to the sleeping child. I caressed his hair as I thought to myself. I hope you'll grow up with a happy life, Sir Darenn. I wish you would also have a normal life, even as a vampire. I thought before leaving his bedroom. TO BE CONTINUED

He realized that, with his wife and daughter lying here, deathly ill, Alex would come soon,come here, right to him, and he could kill him then. He looked at Lucy and Aya, and could tell right away that one was long dead and the other was deathly ill, and hadn’t long to live. He smiled more widely. He hadn't expected to kill off Aya, too. He didn't know vampires could have children. That was a bonus. But he could also see that, for now at least, the girl was still alive. That annoyed him. He loved the idea of all the suffering she must have gone through.

Maybe she shouldn't have mentioned the fantasies part. She wiggled her eyebrows, completely unaware that Magnus was listening intently, his fingers barely twitching against his thigh now. The pack around them held their collective breath, waiting for some reaction. Any reaction. "I used to write the most ridiculous fan fiction," Cathy continued, completely unselfconscious. "Edward and Bella? More like Edward and my imagination. I bet he'd be way less interesting in real life. Probably would just brood and play piano all day. At least werewolves seem like they know how to have fun. Do you guys have epic pack parties? I'm imagining full moon dance-offs or something."

I noticed a small couch in a corner and took a seat on it. "Do you always watch me every night?" She suddenly asked me breaking the silence. "Since you got attacked," I confirmed and she nodded. "You're quite calm for someone who just learned that completely fictional characters actually exist," I pointed out. I've noticed ever since I told her that I was a vampire she kept a calm expression as if she's been told the exact same thing her whole life. "I really don't know either. I just feel this weird sense of belonging." That's probably the effect of the sacred book on her. She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing.

Nikki The words Kian just said ring in my ears, my body singing from the massive orgasm I had and my mind is in shambles because of it. Vampire? Nah, I must have misheard him, I must be delusional or something. Vampires only exist in horror stories and fairy tales. I look at him, at his disheveled black hair, at his.. Aah fuck! Black eyes, bloody mouth, fanged teeth. Horror and disgust pulses through me, and I press myself against the wall, covering my breasts and vagina with my arms as good as possible.

I am now more than just a puny Royal Vampire. I am now Prince KIAAN... I feel the ripple in the boundary of Bardgatory as if it went through me. I sneer, pull one of the males next to me over, and sink my fangs into his neck. He moans as I drink. I then get to my feet, throwing the male across the room and then pushing off the males and females that are eternally tortured lying at my feet.

I, of all people, know how poking around in the past can open up old wounds. We pulled into our apartment complex. We go up to our apartment and begin packing. Vincent wanders around looking at everything and eventually ends up in my room. “Nice room.” He notices my framed poems on the wall. He reads one aloud, “Darkness's Kiss: Every night it's the same dark dream. And it always ends with me in a scream…” It is a poem that I wrote about a vampire finding its mate and surrendering to it. He looks at me, “Goth phase?”