Vampire Mystery Books Novels & Stories

Ethan opened the search page and started reading it. The Golden Book of Mysteries is an ancient book that contains all secrets about supernatural beings, their behaviors, and abilities. This book was with the most powerful ruler of the vampire world-the ruler of the Celestial Kingdom. However, the kingdom was burned down in a fight. some people say that the book got burned during the war. some say that the golden book got buried in the land. Many people and researchers tried to dig and find the book but they couldn't.t find it. they also researched and analyzed the ashes but couldn't find any traces of the golden book. They believe that the golden book is been taken by someone and it still e

Nina made sure that her father was not aware because if he found out, he would stop them from leaving on their own. Slamming a book against the desk, Amaya groaned as she flipped pages and pages. She wished that she would find out anything related to the cure for vampirism in any of the long history books in their home. “I have searched almost all the books there and I have a lead,” Hadrian professed. “Being a vampire makes me read stuff faster.” “You have a lead and I have been struggling to find a clue in one of these old rusty books.” He could read the frustration written on her face.

Was that where they slept? She tried to think back to all the vampire lore she had ever heard. Sleeping in coffins. Awake at night. Superhuman strength and speed. Pain in the sunlight. It all seemed to add up. She herself felt some pain in the sun. But it wasn’t unbearable. And she was impervious to the holy water. What’s more, this place, the Cloisters, was filled with crosses: there were enormous crosses everywhere. Yet it didn’t seem to affect these vampires. In fact, this seemed to be their home. She wanted to ask Caleb about all of this, and more, but didn’t know how to begin. She settled on the last one.

Slowly, he finishes with, “Yes, her name is Amber Parks.” “Oh good, she would be a fun addition. I liked her. She is something of a conidium, though. I could put my finger on it, but there is something different about her.” “She is a half-blood, hybrid vampire. I didn’t know until last night.” “Wow, that is a thing? I didn’t know that existed, Dom. I mean all these years, and that must be the first, right?”

The system is old and slow, and it takes a couple of minutes for the book titles to begin showing up. There aren’t many books out there, and to my dismay, most of them are references, casual mentions. The few books bearing the title are mostly by one author, a C. J. Lowenstein. Going by instinct, I reverse search the author’s name, only to realize that all his works are on the Blood Moon Hybrid. He’s written a couple of books. Choosing the first one on the list, I try to check where it is only to find out that it’s been checked out.

"Yes! Kill her, my bloodthirsty little servant!" "Give her to me!" She could only turn to stare up at Nicholas again, her vision blurring and distorting as her head continued to swim. Battling between reality and unconsciousness. The vampire simply stared her down. Gazing at her drained and almost lifeless expression. Hearing those sluggish and slowing heartbeats. Her wheezing breaths. There was so much blood pooling somewhere close by. He could feel the potent scent of it. Its mouthwatering aroma. He wanted to slurp it. Lick every last single drop of it. It smelled so incredibly delicious. Unlike anything he'd ever smelt before.

She had noticed he was quite open when it came to expressing himself although mave had said, dius had always been a mystery to her she couldn’t see it he seemed transparent to her “oh little tank your a bit early for our meeting” he said stopping she gawked unable to do anything else as she took in the picture of all of him almost naked, jesus he was magnificent. She had a need to lick all those droplets as he grabbed her wrist and fed. She blinked a couple of times to erase the picture of it as he stared waiting. He hadnt moved but he hadnt expressed anything either, she knew for a fact vampires could smell arousel but for some reason it never seemed to bother him when she got turned on, in

“That and ripping our hearts from our chest.” “Like in the books,” I mused. “No stake through the heart though,” she added. “that’s a myth.” “As is surviving solely on blood,” I said. “Oh definitely. Vampires are really not much different than humans when it comes to food for our bodies,” she volunteered. “Humans eat meat, don’t they?” “Mutants eat flesh, not vampires,” I said with disgust. “So, you’re an expert now?” she said with sarcastic surprise.

the professor said. Leesa handed him the old book. “What is it?” Professor Clerval rested the book on his lap. “It's an original manuscript from the early nineteenth century, said to be the memoirs of a female vampire.” He put his pipe into a brass ashtray atop the desk and carefully opened the book. Leesa could hear the leather binding crinkle. She scraped her chair closer.

Blood seeped through the fabric, warm against my shaking hands. I swallowed hard. “Okay. First step: stop bleeding. Second step: don’t panic. Third step: find magical vampire first-aid kit.” A drawer slid open with a loud shunk. I yelped. “BRENDA! That is NOT helping!” Inside the drawer sat a crystal bottle full of thick dark liquid. I stared. I blinked. I stared again. “…Is that blood?” The lights flickered once. Yes. “Is it vintage? Like… does blood expire?”