Vampire Literature Novels & Stories

it seems that the stories roaming around were not totally true, and I got to search for the untold truth by myself. I spent the entire day roaming from one room to another until I found myself in an immense library, the exact thing I need right now. I gathered as much as I could from books, but not any kind of books. One that talks about the vampires' history and creation, the war between species, also a book of curses, and another one that describes Lycans as the number one enemy for vampires. I took all these books to my room and locked myself while reading. The first book I started with was called '' The history of vampires' creation'' by Kieran Orlok. The book describes the beginning of

Memories flooded back to her as she read about her father's struggles with being a vampire, his innermost thoughts and feelings about their kind and their place in the world. she began to realize that there was more to the journal than just her father's personal musings. There were mentions of a group of vampires who believed that their kind should rule over humans, and who were willing to do whatever it took to achieve their goals. Celess felt a sinking feeling in her stomach as she read on. She had heard whispers of this group before - they called themselves the "Purebloods," and they were notorious for their extreme views and violent tactics. She turned to The Shadow, her voice trembling.

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

he interjected with amusement, "how potent a vampire becomes when they imbibe the blood of a werewolf. And I am no ordinary werewolf. I carry royal blood within me." "Now, if we wish to avoid turning this hallowed arena into a battleground, I propose a challenge. A duel to prove who is truly worthy of the throne. Draven, let us engage in a time-honored tradition among our kind: the Vladimir Bloodfang." Dexter proclaimed. The mention of the ancient ritual drew hushed whispers from the spectators, who understood the gravity of such a challenge. In vampire lore, Vladimir Bloodfang is a legendary title bestowed upon the winner of a duel between two vampires vying for the throne. It symbolizes th

Unless… “Show me what you look like and I will consider listening,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest and standing my ground. A laugh echoes through the trees. “She has got us there, brother. She knows what we are.” The really annoying shudder is back in my body. Because in my head the unlogical answer is vampires. I read books and everyone knows about Count Dracula. They can’t stand the light. Unless they are, you know… the sparkly type. Then in that case I might get blinded as I run away.

The walls around us seemed to close, and the dim lights flickered, casting long, dancing shadows that seemed to move with a life of their own. After an eternity, the tunnel widened into a grand alcove. The car stopped, and we entered a vast, opulent underground library. The space was breathtaking, with towering bookshelves filled with ancient tomes and scrolls. In the center of this grand library stood a raised platform adorned with intricate carvings and glowing runes. Atop the platform, surrounded by an array of ritualistic artifacts, was a grand, ornate chair. Seated in this chair, exuding an aura of power and menace, was the vampire Lord Oskar Starlyn.

she urged, and Davies nodded his head upon sensing that she was indeed okay. "The Undead usually come out in the night, and struggle under the sunlight. They are their weakest when the sun is highest in the sky, and the strongest in the presence of a full moon." "So they are like vampires?" Kylie stated with stars shinning within those bright eyes. "I will never understand why girls always seem so excited when it comes to vampires," Davies thought silently with a wry smile across his face. If they knew how troublesome the real vampires were, no human girl would be so eager to hear about them. Maybe - just maybe - it was because of the many books that had been written over the past several ye

"Well obviously, you walk around in daylight thought I'm not exactly sure how. Is it lapis lazuli or something else? I really want to know the veracity of vampirism." "Well what books have you been reading, and I can tell you if any of them have truths, I mean garlic is a major fallacy. I love garlic but too much is bad for anyone." Thoughts were running through my head I don't even think I can name the hundreds of vampire books I've read. "There are too many to name if you saw my books you'd understand, they are the only things not moving to school with me, there are just too many."

He was too lenient in tormenting me, unlike what he did to Danrious. Perhaps he's so furious with Kaelyn because she's Tita Rose's daughter from his first marriage. I walked down the hallway, carrying the books I borrowed from the library. The final exams are approaching, and even though I might be a vampire, I still need to study to interact with people. I looked at my arm, which was growing pale, with my green and violet veins prominently visible. Glancing at the clock as I passed by, I realized it was already morning, and I needed to hurry home.