Vampire Mlp Novels & Stories

"She's been transformed." "Into ANBV." Jacob gave the doll's little toe a playful tug. "Sweet little ANBV. Come to Papa." Malcolm gritted his teeth, remembering first to make sure his fangs were retracted. Otherwise a Vamp could accidentally pierce his bottom lip. "Enlighten me, please, before I resort to violence." Jacob laughed, apparently unconcerned by his boss's anger. "ANBV is a Artificial Nutritional blood for vampires."

Whoever this female was, she might have waited long for Moana to take birth, but too bad, she was already a vampire now, and her blood wouldn’t give her any power. Hold on!! Didn’t she already sense Moana as a hybrid? If yes, then why did she still try to kill Moana? Or she harmed Moana in the beginning, and then she realized, 'Oh, no! This girl was of no use to me.’ "Your thoughts are giving me a headache, Alaric," Vlad commented, rubbing his head with his finger. He could read minds.

~~~ Amaya "Among the supernaturals, there are different types. Vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, witches, angels, demons and, elements. They all have different characteristics and abilities." Who would've thought that we had such creatures living among us? "The one who attacked you was a shapeshifter. They are known to be able to imitate any living form. They can change and impersonate any living being on this planet. They can be very dangerous. You might be having a normal conversation with your mom one day but it could be a shapeshifter and you wouldn't even know." As he spoke to me, a little piece of my memory from that night came back.

Great, he was drunk! He stumbled out of the darkness, into the pale moonlight. He was, from what I could discern between the shadows covering his appearance, beautiful. He had thick, dark black hair which hung messily in his face and eyes the colour of gold which peered through his silky strands of hair. His sharp white fangs shone brilliantly in the light. He looked about eighteen, though, he could have been one hundred. Vampires aged up to a certain point and then they ceased to age entirely, preserving their youthful appearances for an eternity. There was, however, something familiar about this vampire. I knew I’d seen him before. I just... Could not quite place him. The dim forest wasn’t

His ocean blue eyes are now dark and the pain is clear in them. I raise my hands and touch his cheeks. I caress his face and look him in the eyes. "Damien," I call him out. "Imagine this: a perfect life as a child with a big family to love and cherish. I was a young Vampire by then. All that mattered to me was my parents and my family. As a bloodline Vampire, my parents were also bloodline Vampires. Blood line vampires are original vampires not the turned ones. Bloodline Vampires are the only vampires who can have magical abilities," he says and then shuts his eyes. He rubs his forehead and then continues his narration.

They could also drink blood if they feel like it. They could bathe themselves and sleep. But they could also keep themselves awake for a week. They are creatures created by science. A composite of the two strongest types of organisms. Hunters are made to balance them. They hunt humans who run after vampires and hunt vampires who takes pleasure on killing humans for satiation. The boy looked pale and shaking. But to his utmost shock, the boy turned from a lanky coward to a boastful and irritating boy. "You shouldn't be here! Our clan leader is the governor of this region. You are not allowed to s-stop us!", The kids behind the boy nodded and seconded his overly confident statement. Even after

It was Hemera who silently approached her with a firm posture and relentless eyes. “Welcome, vampling to the Fortress of the Rose and to the Sanctum of the Moon,” Hemera emotionlessly spoke to Rozelyn. “A vampling is a newly activated vampire. A wolfling is what you call a newly activated werewolf. There are cases that a two vampire or werewolf mated and bore a pure blood, or to what we call as a cradle vampire or cradle werewolf,” the Grand vampire lectured. She was now on her right side facing the thirty audiences.

"Jet, I'm warning you to stay away from Ranz and I want to tell you that we're done already?" " Why? Is it because of Vlahdy? Do you know what the first time I saw that guy, there's something different from him? I sense that he's a vampire and once that ill know his real identity I'll gonna kill him right away." "How dare you! How can you know if he's a vampire or not? I'll tell you. You will never know the real identity of Vlahdy. Stay away from him!" "No, you are wrong! Do you see this? This is a perfume I made it to know who vampires are. This is a perfume I first use for Moana. After smelling it a vampire will collapse for a second but will gain consciousness after ten seconds. It's so

sound. “Humans who have been claimed by a vampire, whether as a blood mate or a fated mate… they cannot be enthralled,” Alistair realized aloud. “Their minds are shielded by the bond with their vampire partners.” This was a huge problem. It meant that for these specific people, we couldn't force the truth out of them. We had to take their word for it, and in a palace full of lies, a "word" wasn't worth much. Alistair’s eyes scanned the remaining people who couldn't be enthralled. There were four of them. And standing right at the end of that small, "un-thrallable" group was the mean girl from the kitchen.

Her chubby cheeks were flushed. At times like this, her heart was beating fast. It seemed like Loui could hear the pounding, because when Malia turned her head away, Loui chuckled softly. After all, a vampire's hearing was much more sensitive than a normal human's. Immediately Malia pulled one of the cussions that supported her back, then she used it to cover her face which was getting hotter. She was embarrassed. Really embarrassed. She was always caught red-handed when she felt the pounding. Oh shit. Why was it so hard to be over-the-top in front of a vampire like Loui.