Vampire Love Story Books Novels & Stories

Another reason he hated the nobles and royalty. “I prefer you, my dear, over that one. Experience over youth always wins in my books.” He congratulated himself on not cringing as he spoke to her wrinkled visage. Vampires didn’t age like other supernatural species or humans. They stayed young for hundreds of years. Only the told of their lives would add age to them. Or they’d have to be hundreds of years old before their aging became noticeable.

"Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###

And as he spoke, he would break down in tears. "Elizabeth… I know I was wrong. Will you wake up and look at me one more time? Or… should I come find you instead?" He drank the concoction of eclipse herb from the glass. Kael had once told me that vampires were nearly immortal—almost impossible to kill. And the eclipse herb was one of the few things that could end them. It would turn him human for three days… before burning him to nothing. Pressing his face against mine, tears streaming down, he whispered, "Elizabeth… can you wait for me?"

That alone told me this wasn’t just a boring history lecture anymore. “They’re often mistaken for succubi,” Melinda said. “But the Velari are older. And far more dangerous.” She started pacing the front of the room, her heels clicking lightly but the silence swallowing the sound. “They live in human bodies. Women, mostly. But they don’t feed on blood. Or simple lust. No, they thrive on emotional energy. Desire. Craving. Longing.” I stared at her. “Especially from vampire men,” she added, stopping in her tracks, eyes cold and sharp. “The ones with quiet strength. The soft ones. The kind ones. They’re like… wine to a Velari.”

Well, I needed some air. He studied me for a bit longer. "You shouldn't be here. You'll find more than just air in these woods." A shiver ran down my spine, but I squared my shoulders. "You mean the stories? Monsters in the woods, werewolves on the hills, and the whole vampire bullshit?" I gave a laugh. "I don't believe in fairy tale." His head tilted slightly, and I couldn't read the expression that passed his face. "You think they are fairy tales?"

"It's not easy from the start because I'm a werewolf, and he's a vampire. We're both from different worlds but then love connected us. It was love that brought us here. Who would have thought that this could ever happen? The peculiar love between a werewolf and a vampire continues to bloom forever and ever." Cassandra closed her journal and put her pen down. "Mommy!" her bubbly five years old son yelled while her husband was chasing after him. Cassandra looked at her treasures and smiled. She couldn't wish for more because she has them in her life: her Sebastian and their son, Apollo. THE END

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That I was only here to give him heir. "Vampires cannot fall in love with humans." Tears started stinging in my eyes as I walk towards Alex. " It's Forbidden."

“What was it about?” “If I remember correctly, it started with these two vampires that were madly in love with each other. The first four books were all about their love story. Then another vampire came along and took the hero’s attention, so the heroine vampire spent the rest of the books trying to kill him. That’s what made me move on to another series.” She picked up several books and put them on the bed. “I read romance for the love, not for all the hate.” “You didn’t read all of these books?”

His large, light brown eyes opened wide, and as she watched him, they changed color to a light green. Caitlin sat up straighter, and saw that her glass of red wine was still full. She took a sip, and it warmed her. She hadn’t eaten in a while, and went right to her head. She saw the other plastic glass sitting there, and she remembered her manners. “Can I pour you some?” she asked, then added, nervously, “that is, I mean, I don’t know if you drink—” He laughed. “Yes, vampires drink wine, too,” he said with a smile, and came over and held the glass while she poured.