Vampire Manhwa Novels & Stories

The carriage started to move down the road to Alistair's home. The ride to the carriage was silent as each member were occupied with their thoughts. They got to the house and entered inside, Fife immediately poured himself a drink, he poured for the others as well and they all drank. "so, what just happened? How is he a vampire?", Elena asked. "I was born a vampire", Alistair answered. "don't you need to be bitten?", Theodore asked. "not all vampires are bitten. Some are born as well, the born vampires are more powerful",

And further. The eyes, tinted with a scarlet haze, opened, looking at their victim. Long black hair enveloped the dying man, its tips falling to the ground, resembling spider legs. Thin fingers dug into the base of the shoulder even harder, tearing the skin and muscles. The innocent victim arched, rolling her eyes and wheezing. I no longer had the strength to scream. The vampire groaned contentedly, feeling the last crumbs of life flowing out of the fragile human body.

The woman coughed up blood into her face, the look on that face priceless to her “now you and yours are ours” she said into that womans face The woman stared as a moan of pain made it passed the mouth full of blood “say it” she demanded “yours...” the woman said coughing up blood She took out the stake and used the tip to cut a line on her wrist offering it to the woman who had fallen on her knees. The woman spit out whatever was in her mouth then took her hand taking her wrist to her mouth and pulling her blood and her eyes closed at the ecstasy of the vampire feeding, which shouldn’t have happened , the woman hadn’t bit her. Either way she pulled that hair, the woman complied and her lips

Although she wasn't expecting an answer, she asked anyway. Akira's anxious about how a vampire could enter the safest place in the city. “For the fall of the king and rise of the new king.” The vampire guard muttered, and Akira heard it. ‘King? New King?’ “For the fall of the king and raise of the new king.” He muttered it repeatedly like a chant. The vampire's mouth was pouring saliva so thick and in the color blue. It reminded Akira of rabies, and she also saw it in pictures. Traces of thick things on the scene and the color blue weren't able to be identified back then. But after long research, it belonged to a dhampir.

'The girl watches too much damn anime,' she thought, her hand sliding under the waistband of her pants, letting a finger slide between her folds and feel her wetness. The tentacles were doing a number on Shamira's body. The swollen end in her mouth was large enough that she couldn't disengage from it even if she wanted to. It tasted sweet to her, like mint chocolate. The vine in her pussy had knotted up as well, filling her insides and pressing against her g-spot, thudding like the Telltale Heart. And then she felt another tentacle pressing its way into her asshole, penetrating her with excruciating slowness. Her nipples ached under the suction of this creature, and she didn't want it to eve

Then, a powerful voice rang out across the battlefield: “Guys—don’t be shy. Grab yourselves a snack.” Harpies shrieked in horror as hundreds of vampires appeared from nowhere on the batterfiled. Unlike wolves, they could fly—fast, merciless, and hungry. Vampires pounced on harpies, piercing their skin with fangs to drink them dry. Piercing screams of harpies filled the air, and they rushed to leave the fight, trying to escape the death.

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

They moved with a liquid grace that didn’t care about physics, like rules were optional. The first clash became a chaotic bloodbath, instantly. A massive Lycan warrior swung a broadsword straight for a Vampire soldier’s neck. The Vampire didn’t even bother to draw a weapon. He just lifted a hand and a whip of glowing dark-red blood-magic snapped into existence from his palm, shattering the Lycan’s iron blade like it was brittle glass, then slicing clean through the warrior’s armor. “They’re using blood-magic!” Jace’s voice cut through everything. They can manipulate the iron in our blood if they get too close!

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

on his race name! Chaos began to shapeshift, as he was reborn anew! The entire cocoon was quickly shattered into pieces, resembling red crystal, which quickly dissipated into particles of mana. Chaos opened his eyes, as he jumped off the bed with great vitality and healthiness. [You have evolved into a [High Vampire Dragon Chimera]!] [All your stats have increased!] [Your [Blood Core Rank: [Level V: Dragon Vampire (Peak Stage)] has evolved into [Level VI: High Dragon Vampire (Middle Stage)]!]