Vampire Korean Drama Novels & Stories

Andre spoke up, and I looked at him. He'd been watching me and noticed my confused and worried expression. "Don't worry, they mostly just fuck and drink blood," he explained more to me. He sounded like he was trying to put me at ease. We stopped in front of a door and I tensed. Was Dante going to have to fuck the other person behind the door? From what I'd seen, most vampires fucked anytime they drank. I mean, every vampire feeding was also performing one sexual act or another, and Dante himself had told me that the venom they released while feeding made humans horny.

Akira smiled sweetly, he knew something behind it all. Meanwhile on the shores of the lake, there are others who also pay attention to An and Akira from a distance. That person is none other than Kim. He kept feeling jealous seeing another man hugging An. He was sure the man was Akira, who was none other than the vampire king. Kim realized something when he saw the letter from An that he had snatched from Kazexian. The letter contains a picture of the royal palace of a vampire. Kim had guessed this, the person who would become a rival for An's love was not only a younger brother but also a vampire king. Kim remembered the man close to An when he was mocking An, the man was the king of vampir

I gasped when I looked at my wet fingers. Paul lifted my chin and looked down into my face. With his thumb he touched one of my tears. "Kim …" My tears were clear. They were no longer blood. "What's happening to me?" I moaned. He examined his wet finger. "I don't know, but do you think …" I shook my head. I didn't want him to jinx it by saying it out loud. Was it possible that a Vampire dead over a year could become human again?

My semi-conscious vampire sucked greedily. As I watched the color return to his face, even more so than normal, I felt it drain from mine. The more he sucked, the better he looked and the weaker I felt. I knew I had to stop him, but I was feeling too weak to push him off my arm. His grip was powerful and greedy. Once again I was in danger of Duncan literally draining the life from me. I looked around the room, frantically searching for someone to help get him off me. We were alone.

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.

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.

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

I can see someone coming to the door with a face filled with anger that he was disturbed. “The penalty for disturbing the king is death; who are you to think you are to disturb him in this manner?” The grumpy vampire spits at me, and I am instantly on edge. “We need time! Things are bad here.” Harmony screams. “On it,” I respond before speaking. “I am mated to King Brandt; I am Queen of the Northern Vampires.” His face contorts instantly as I shove past him and into the house. “Now get me your king,” I demand.

Although she wasn't expecting an answer, she asked anyway. Akira's anxious about how a vampire could enter the safest place in the city. “For the fall of the king and rise of the new king.” The vampire guard muttered, and Akira heard it. ‘King? New King?’ “For the fall of the king and raise of the new king.” He muttered it repeatedly like a chant. The vampire's mouth was pouring saliva so thick and in the color blue. It reminded Akira of rabies, and she also saw it in pictures. Traces of thick things on the scene and the color blue weren't able to be identified back then. But after long research, it belonged to a dhampir.