Vampire Lovers Novels & Stories

She told him without hesitation. He looked at her, surprised. “Why vampires? They feed on human blood and are cold-blooded murderers.” He told her. “Not all vamps are murderers. Some feed on animal blood and some feed on human blood that was donated.” She told him with an offended pout. “But would you date one?” he asked her. “Absolutely, that is, if he loves me.” She told him with an excited grin, “Vampire are very affectionate and loyal to their partners and who wouldn’t want a guy who loves you unconditionally.” She told him.

In fact, Uri also wanted to know what it would be like to be sucked out blood, when he was finished being sucked, whether he would die or not. In his mind he subconsciously recalled the story of vampires he had previously read. It tells the story of forbidden love between vampires and wolves. The male protagonist is the only son of the vampire lord, while the female protagonist belongs to the wolf tribe, living in the deep forest all year round. Vampires and wolves were then arch-rivals, both sides holding long-held grudges. There were occasional fights between the two clans, which made the feud between the two sides even more serious. The male lead and female lead initially fall in love sec

He nodded and then gave my neck another kiss. "Okay, I'll feed you," he promised me and then led me out as the elevator stopped. I surpassed him after stepping off the elevator and pulled him away from the vampire bar that was slow in action tonight. There was maybe six vampires there. In its defense, it was about to be dawn. I pulled him into a private area for vampires that'll take a blood donor off into and picked a familiar room. Inside was the coffin room. Ricky told me if the vampires asked, he let them stay in the coffins here. At least that's what he texted me one night. I don't respond much to him. I let my mate go as I walked up to a coffin big enough for two. "This might do," I to

Raven had figured out that Ophelia was neither a witch nor a vampire, so what was her true nature, and what was her plan here? She arched her brow, giving Ophelia the signal to go ahead. It's not like she had better things to do. She was literally being drained to death. "A long, long time ago, history recorded the existence of a group of supernatural creatures, vampires. They overcame all barriers and conquered cities and nations. Indestructible, with the world in their palms. But everything changed when their leader fell in love with a Night Watcher and shared the secret of their immortality with her..." Ophelia narrated, as though she had personally witnessed the events.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

That couldn't be further from the truth. My mom is the vampire, and my dad is the angel. He fell in love with her, and Mom initially wanted nothing to do with him. Vampires can have mates like shifters, but sometimes they're resistant to them. She kept denying that Dad was her mate. She fell in love with him when he finally convinced her to give him a chance, and they had me. I know it's not your typical love story. Vampires are usually associated with hell and evil, while angels are looked upon as good and sent from the gods. Who can deny love?

“To make them immortal, the two lovers went to the land of shadows. A place hidden by the moon. Where no stars glow. Where stones dripped blood. Where dead bodies floated and rose like ocean waves, where life faded into nightmares. He leaned toward the paper. “That’s the land of the beginning. It’s where the first people became moon-touched. At that time, it became a desolate place where the dead linger.” “But where is it?” “No one knows anymore. What else does this say?” She read on. “And they made cups from the polished skulls of witches, and they captured shapeshifters and dulled their souls with wine.” “This is the night that vampires were born.” A shiver of fear ran through her. “A crue

Their eyes, deprived of the controlled, chemical glow, dilated into abyssal pits of pure, insatiable famine. They swarmed out from the vents, the rafters, and the shattered mirrors”a legion of starving, feral things. Cattleya stood atop the frozen, silent heart of the machine, her body a statue of silver filaments and frost. She watched as the first wave of vampires descended upon the cathedral floor, their movements no longer graceful, but twitching, insectile, and frantic. They didn't see her as a person. They saw her as the only remaining vessel of the "blood"—the source of the power that had sustained them for centuries.

“The fated mate bond between moon and blood folk isn’t some new fairytale curse. It’s old. Older than most kingdoms, older than the current war, maybe even older than the recorded histories kept by the witches. In Elyria, they call it the Lunar Eclipse Bond when it happens between moon and blood folk. It’s rare as hell, maybe once every thousand years, if that. Most people think it’s just a legend told to scare young wolves and vampires into behaving. The stories say it started back in the First Age, when the world was still raw and the gods walked closer to the ground. A powerful werewolf alpha named Lyra Moonfang and a vampire lord called Vesper Nightfall fell in love during a time when th

"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