Vampire Mystery Novels & Stories

Chief Mulligan said, pressing the palms of his hands together like he was praying. “More like stupider,” Joseph muttered. “The question is… why? Is there something missing that we aren’t seeing? Do they have a motive for those they attack?” “New vampires don’t typically have a motive. It's all random. At least it has been,” Joseph responded, shaking his head with dismay written all over his face. “Do these victims have anything in common? Similar scents? Clothing maybe?” Joseph thought about it for a moment before shaking his head. “No, they were all—”

I tagged the woman’s photo and Candido’s birth records before moving on to the latest report from the moving teams and the search I’d run about the script in the book about vampires. Nothing had come up for the search, but the move of all of our servers had been complete and they were ready for me to install the new security system. As I waited for the system to install the programs, I opened the book on vampires, squinting at it. The script felt familiar the more I stared at it, but I couldn’t remember where I would have seen it. It wasn’t like any language I read regularly.

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.

I cleared my throat and asked, trying to push the previous topic away. “A case, a quite unsettling one I just found out a few days ago.” “Okay, so what is it about?” I asked, leaning against the counter and fixing my gaze on him. “Father sent me to help him grab a few stuff from his office and I had no idea why I did what I did, but I just felt I should check out some things and I found this file, filled with images from a crime scene. A crime I guess they’re still working on and have found no lead on.” He paused, drawing invisible circles on the counter. “So I found out there had been some vampire attacks on several people around, a deadly vampire. Whoever it is, he sucks them dry and kills

Christopher asked, stirring what appeared to be a pot of spaghetti on the stove. Before Grace could answer, the back door came bursting in, shards of glass flying across the room, peppering the couple with fragments. Grace threw her hands in front of her face to protect her eyes. When she pulled her arms down, she began to scream. Looking into the maniacal steel gray eyes, there was no doubt in her mind now that Jack Carol and his brother were Vampires. * * *

“He’s clearly got you on drugs or something.” “That’s ridiculous. I’m completely sober.” “Are you, Camille? I should give you a test or something.” He checked out the other books. More vampire romance? Where were the werewolves? He saw none. “Wrong,” Dire grumbled. Don’t worry. We’ll get her proper books. Maddox browsed more of the vampire books and realized that they all had the same author. Grace Moon. That was an interesting name.

She watched him intently reading her schedule. “Go back to your classes. I'll see you later mate," he said and gave her the schedule back. He disappeared into the thin air leaving Cassandra all by himself. “That fvcker,” she cursed under her breath and stomped her feet. She breathed deeply and looked at the ceiling, realizing something. Her mate is no other than Sebastian Alistair Blood and worst of all he is the vampire prince. Cassandra doesn’t know if it’s possible to be mates with a vampire. Cassandra was lost in her thoughts. She heaved a sigh and left the room. She went back to her classes as the break was finally over.

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

"And unexplained Neratomay deaths?" On that I hesitated. "None that I'd describe as unexplained." Malarias stared at me. "A vampire not five years turned did not properly secure his home," I continued. "Sleep took him while in the living room of his house. A human opened the door, and he never woke again. Two others died in a sanctioned battle, and Tyler was sent to handle two others."

He glances at me. “Promise.” I prop on my elbows. “Well…recently, the news of vampires causing ruckus in the human world has increased quite significantly.” He starts. “You must have seen the news on TV says that human body found in dark alleys with puncture marks on their necks, or humans are disappearing. It's not a mere coincidence or people doing it for trends.” He looks at me before pulling me to his chest. “Some evil vampires are trying to do something which will prove life-threatening for both the human and vampire races. I am sent to find out the culprits.”