Vampire Masquerade Novels Novels & Stories

Hello everyone! Welcome to this Vampire story. It has werewolves and Witches too but the main lead is a vampire so everything revolves around him. The world background I attempted I hope you will like. It is a slow-burn book and gore .. Also it has explicit scenes I don't recommend under age. ★Excerpt★ She tasted sweet, like oranges, liquid sunshine in my mouth as we kissed, our tongues playing together." ''Darling why your lips were swollen , Did anything bite your lip?" Smirking Majesty held her close ...

The dust felt suffocating, but I wouldn't let anything stop me. For the next three hours, I was buried in a sea of ink. I flipped through pages of repetitive information, my frustration mounting with every chapter. The First Book: Detailed the Masquerades as mindless spirits of vengeance. Nothing new. The Second Book: Spoke of their preference for striking during the lunar eclipse. Useless. The Third and Fourth: Were essentially carbon copies of each other, claiming the Masquerades were "karmic balancers" who only targeted those who had broken ancient blood oaths or those who are set to destroy our kind by their wicked heart.

She wasn't sure if she was ready for this, but she knew she had come too far to turn back now. Steve opened the door, and Celess gasped at what she saw. The room was filled with vampires, all of them staring at her with cold, calculating eyes. Some were beautiful, with smooth skin and perfect features, while others were grotesque, with twisted limbs and mangled faces.Steve took her hand and led her into the room, introducing her to each of the vampires in turn. Celess tried to keep her fear in check, but she couldn't help but feel like a mouse surrounded by cats.

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

He leaped up and tried to run out of the room. I wouldn't let him. I took hold of his arm and heard a loud crack, and a streak of fire leaped from his forearm. Marcus dropped to the floor as if I had shot him. I looked at the ladies. Mara fingered her crucifix with a haunted look. "You are a holy vessel." A what? Marcus cowered against the wall, trying to keep me from touching him. I stood watching him with my hands on my hips. "Kim, it's not just your brands that can't be touched by a Vampire," Mara said. "It's you!"

she cursed. "I'm sorry, you're not answering so I thought you were back asleep or something bad happened," she shouted. Blake sighed in relief as he stared at his coffin. His room has no window, it was all dark and a black with red lining coffee was placed in the middle of the room, together with two more coffins. He didn't want anyone to see his room, although Veronica knew about him being a vampire, he didn't still want to let anyone see his strange room. After a few minutes, Blake went out of the door and Veronica was blushing real hard.

he asked with a sigh of resignation. “Ben and Lila and… the vampires,” Jasper admitted. “The vampires know that you have zombie in you? How?” he asked. “I attacked one of them and killed them,” he offered. “That could have been the wolf venom,” Marcus mused. Guilt was clearly in his voice as Jasper admitted, “It could have been, accept I’d already created a formula to make them resistant to wolf venom. They get sick but don’t die.” Seeing the pack master’s eyes go wide with surprise and disbelief, he quickly added, “In fairness, I was their prisoner and had to do as they asked.”

Caitlin dove into the book, scanning through, turning the pages as fast as she could, looking for any mention of vampires, of how to heal or cure one, how to bring one back to normal life. As she began to read, she suddenly slowed down. She went back and read it again. Then again. Her heart started beating with hope. She could tell right away that this book was very different than the others. This, of all the books, felt the most real to her, the most scholarly, the most impartial. It wasn’t filled with hyperbole and myth and wild stories told by grandmothers. This one was written, paradoxically, by a bishop, in the 16th century. Also a doctor, he had seen dozens of inexplicable cases of cor

I'm just as drawn to him as I was before. “So…” I lick my lips. “If you’re a vampire, then what? Everyone at Hawthorn is?” “Some people are werewolves. Some are witches and warlocks. Some people are… other things.” My breathing becomes sharp. I know my ribs must still hurt, but it’s like I can’t feel anything happening in my body right now. “So Alice told the truth about that?” I ask. “And about Silver Hunters?” Alec’s red eyes sharpen. “You don’t want to run into a Silver Hunter.”