Vampire Manhua Novels & Stories

growled the man, whose forehead wound was bleeding down half the side of his face. Shifting his gaze, Vlador saw Triana had sat up and moved away. A smile reappeared on his lips. “You can’t do that with a body that’s starting to rot.” Seeing Vlador's eyes glowing red, the men widened their eyes and stepped back. He dropped his smile and lunged at them without saying another word. “A Vamp-” The shout was cut off as Vlador’s long claws slashed across the man's back, making him fall forward with four deep gashes exposing his spine.

I was being circled by vampires, my eyes too blurry from the blood to make out their faces clearly. Blow after blow rained down on me as they danced forward and back in a rhythm that terrorized my senses. My lip split open and I snarled with all the energy I could muster, but got a kick in the face for my trouble. My head snapping back, banging hard against the wood, I looked to the sky. Silently begging for it to take me. My body thrummed as I stared, the clouds starting to gather overhead and turn dark. I cried out in pain as I felt fangs drive into my neck, one of them stealing my blood. I struggled to free my hands and pull them away, but was helpless in my weakened state. While that one

I was about to stand to see clearly how the fight was going on when someone suddenly grabbed me from the back. "Got you," said the baritone voice as I felt a strong arm around my shoulders, holding me captive. I froze in fear. A man. A vampire. He must be with the long-haired woman!

As the moon hung high in the night sky, Usopp, the malevolent vampire leader, reveled in the success of their ruthless assault. Amidst the chilling silence that followed, Usopp stood tall, his eyes gleaming with a sinister satisfaction. The town's transformation into a breeding ground for vampires had been swift and efficient, with almost hundreds of newly turned creatures now under Usopp's command. His laughter, sharp and cruel, cut through the night as he addressed his vampiric comrades. "Well done, my brethren! Tonight, we have not only claimed this town but bolstered our ranks with warriors ready to fight against the werewolves when the time comes. The scent of bloodshed lingers in the a

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

They were sitting on each side of an armchair, when only their huge penises were shown, masturbating when they saw the woman in front of them between growls. - Have we already told you what we want? - The biggest man with white hair questioned her. - Already. - The woman said. - So, then, come to us. - The man said. - I'm Hans. – The red-haired vampire introduced himself. - I'm Armand. – The blond vampire introduced himself. - I'm Jeremy. – The black haired vampire introduced himself. - I'm Anton. - The vampire with color and straw hair, introduced himself. - I'm Alec. – The white haired vampire said.

“You’re sure we can’t do this without, Father?” “We can, but it will take longer. I don’t think we have time. Look over there.” A hunched over, emaciated vampire skulks out of the shadows. He’s naked, his skin an unpleasant greenish colour, we can hear his moaning and groaning, the grumbling of his stomach, the stink of his rotting corpse. He’s practically a zombie. As we watch, he grabs one of the humans and sinks his fangs into the woman’s neck. When he’s done with her, he drops her and moves on to find another one. “What is wrong with it?” Luban asks.

The yellowshirted woman laughed bitterly and said, "This ...... this is not yet dead through it ......" "Hmph!" The middleaged man again flicked his sleeve: "People have three souls and seven vampires, his three souls have been lost, seven vampires still have two vampires left, can't be saved, where to pick up and throw back to where, maybe there is a good reincarnation."

His face is familiar but I don't know where I saw him. The man quickly rushed at the female wolf and grabbed it from behind. With all his might he threw it at the big tree and I heard the breaking of wolf bones and it fell lifeless. The new man grinned and turned his face to the vampire. The two wrestled. Based on the man’s movements, I knew he was strong and trained in fighting. I saw the vampire trying to hit the man but he couldn’t until the newcomer man caught the vampire’s hand. He pulled it closer to him and was met with a strong blow. The vampire's face was almost shattered by the force of its impact.

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?