Vampire Lawyer Novels & Stories

She posed in front of the cameraman, her black dress revealing much of her oversized bosom. Implants, indeed. She must have gone to Dr. Slovak in Sweden. He was the only vampire plastic surgeon in existence, and for a large fee, he could help a vampire spend eternity looking young and beautiful. The reporter's implants had probably helped her nab one of the coveted jobs at AVC. The Digital Vampire Network was still fairly new and flooded each week with hundreds of hopeful vampires, each dreaming of being the next big star.

"But seriously, answer me." "No, I don't sleep. I don't have the privilege to do so," she finally replied. "Why not? Don't go with a lie now." "I won't lie to you." "Yes, and I'm stupid." His sarcastic tone could be worse than anything else. She ignored it and responded, "Vampires don't sleep." The laughter from his forum echoed in his conscience. Hell, what a big lie. Didn't it occur to you to tell him that it's because you like the darkness too? You're so... bad at this, seriously."

This was just another test I gotta ace although this time, what is at stake is my life. I stood up, adjusting my gown. I am Lena Hale, Consort to a Vampire Lord. Despite how unbelievable it is to my mind, I really have to start thinking it this seeing as I couldn't possibly run from the palace. I should sleep now so I can be well rested before the Vampire Lord comes for my blood.

she asked, eyes wide as she shook off the hazy memory. “Yes, in a group of more than three, a doctor is always called in. Are you new to vampire laws?” the doctor asked. “Laws?” she asked. “Oh my, where have you been living under a rock? I’m quite sure you’re a half-breed. You should know these rules. Your parents at least should have....” the doctor stopped as she gasped. “Are you Mavery’s sister?” she whispered. She nodded. “Oh my, she wasn’t kidding. You really don’t know, do you?” the doctor said, the doctor who watched over people as they fed. She felt tears in her eyes as she recalled a memory of her mother who smiled as they waved her off.

The green text on my cracked laptop screen burned into my retinas. "I am already standing outside your library door." My pulse spiked to one hundred and thirty beats per minute. I closed the laptop, shoving it into my backpack with precise, calculated movements. If Rocco was physically present, I had exactly seconds before my extraction completely collapsed. I pulled out my burner phone, my thumb tapping the pre-programmed contact number for a cash-only criminal attorney. Arthur Vance was a ruthless defense lawyer who specialized in dismantling syndicate contracts. I pressed dial, pressing the plastic speaker tightly against my ear.

He tosses it to the ground, cleaning the blood off his dagger on his coat. “Now let's work on your blood lust.” He signals for me to follow. In the center of what seems to be a mapped-out area. He directs me. “Sit. Blood lust happens to every newly turned vampire, as you may have read in books or novels.” His mood changes, he is serious, he is in for business. As he explains, I'm barely at attention. My eyes betraying me, I admire his physique, every curve of his biceps, and the way his chiseled chest is still visible under his clothes.

Master! “Yes Jerrif any news from our dear Majesty,” the voice owner is Harris Richard cliff. A big bad oldest vampire, seeking ultimate power to win over the entire world. “No,” the vampire servant said. “Pity, I have been waiting for my prey for so many years, and look, his Majesty is hiding like a new wife. Doesn't matter we almost reach that point. You can go now, I have some work to do.” ****** In Elsa's room, Elsa could feel in her sleep that her body was bouncing. Thereafter, she heard someone's voice.

I watched Aiday's eyes grow wide, she looked at me, and smiled lightly, "Before I tell you my answer, I need to confess something to you." I got scared for a moment and stood up, ready to hear what she had to say, "I found my mate." My heart crumpled, but she didn't stop, "He's tall, bright blue eyes, dark hair, kind hearted," this woman is torturing me, I thought, "and he's a vampire." I paused when I heard that, "What?" I asked, and she nodded, "I'm your…"

lexis said as she listened to Veronica's sobs getting louder. She was sure that it wasn't because Derek said he didn't like her, but because she had fallen deeply for a heartless vampire. "That's it! I will give Derek a brutal death....Veronica let me out. Now!!" Lexis said with so much anger. "Don't worry. You will only make matters worst." Veronica said as she laid on the bed. "Okay. Alcohol will do the job. It will make you forget your sorrows." Lexis said. "Okay. I will ask vera for some." Veronica said as she reached for the switch nearby used to alert servants to a room.

He didn’t forget and forgive that easily. The humans hadn’t been idle. They had been developing weapons that were strong enough to kill vampires. He had one. A gun that could take a vampire’s head off with one shot. It wasn’t technically speaking legal to kill vampires, but their bodies evaporated fairly quickly once the sun hit it, and no body, no evidence, no crime. The police didn’t even bother to investigate vampire murders. Of course, there were bleeding heart humans that felt they had to advocate for the violent bloodsuckers, and if any of them ever caught you killing a vampire, there’d be hell to pay. But he had been careful. No one ever caught him in the act.