Vampire Mythical Creature Novels & Stories

Little did she know I also discovered Daddy’s old box in the attic, and ‘The World of the Unknown’ was in it. I sigh in content and settle onto the dusty floor. One at a time, I flip through the cream-colored pages strumming my fingers along with some words carefully while others I skipped through with little interest. “Oh look, ‘Vampires and Blood Suckers.’ I forgot about this.” I laugh sarcastically, thinking of my current predicament. Pulling the book closer to me, I read the words to myself. Vampires and Blood Suckers “A vampire is an immortal creature that subsists by feeding on the vital essence of the living through love and blood. Some visit only the ones they love. Some create misc

Unable to dampen my restlessness, I quickly went to my computer and turned it on. I typed the word 'vampire' on the internet and found so many things. It was a mythical creature that lived by feeding on the vital essence of the living. Some sites said that vampires were humans who had resurrected from the dead. There was a site that said a person could become a vampire when a cat jumped over the person's dead corpse. I also read that they were the authors of mischief, they don't reproduce and they die by getting pierced by sharp objects or by getting exposed to the sunlight.

Was she a vampire? Did vampires really exist? She reached over, opened her laptop, and googled it. She had to know. She pulled up the Wikipedia entry for “vampire” and began to read: “The notion of vampirism has existed for millennia; cultures such as the Mesopotamians, Hebrews, Ancient Greeks, and Romans had tales of demons and spirits which are considered precursors to modern vampires. However, despite the occurrence of vampire-like creatures in these ancient civilizations, the folklore for the entity we know today as the vampire originates almost exclusively from early 18th-century southeastern Europe, when verbal traditions of many ethnic groups of the region were recorded and published.

I asked him, panic thick in my voice as I suddenly looked around in fright and waited for whatever this evil may be to suddenly attack me since I was aware of its existence. "Tis a tale, is it not?" he casually spoke with a shrug and I shook my head. "There is truth in myths, Abigor. You of all people should know that," he was a man of intelligence, no doubt a man that should be aware of truths in all matters myth or folklore, "and what you have described...only one mythical creature is capable of sucking the blood out of its victims..." Master Abigor looked down at me, his eyes emotionless yet eager. The left corner of his lips slightly raised as he gave me a slow blink, "and which mythical

What's their aim? Suddenly, she felt there was more to this and didn't think it was just an ordinary attack. Ralph watched her silently, with his lips pursing and pondered on what Violet was thinking. Does she really knows the strange creatures? " They are called the vampires, and you are right, they are blood sucking creatures. Although they are strong and fast, but they are not immune to the light. The sunlight is their biggest weakness. They were also the ones that destroyed our pack," she informed Ralph in a calm tone, but her last statement was a lie.

His thoughtful gaze wandered around the room. “Lord,” William began hesitantly, “this is our king.” He has no equal in strength. There are legends that vampires can leave offspring. This has never happened in my lifetime, but I believe it is possible. A born vampire has pure blood, he is devoid of a human past and everything connected with it. He is a true predator who knows no pity and does not know how to love.

But if it was possible… As the search results populated the screen, I clicked on the first article that caught my eye, hoping it would shed some light on my problem. Article 1: The Mythology of Werewolves 'Werewolves, also known as lycanthropes, are mythical creatures that appear in folklore and legends across various cultures. The transformation into a werewolf is typically associated with the full moon, although variations exist in different traditions. The exact methods of becoming a werewolf vary, but common themes include being bitten by an existing werewolf, a curse, or practising dark magic. The notion of werewolves congregating in packs is prevalent in many legends, often in remote o

I nod, writing down notes on the notepad she gave me. “Next are Vampires. A little different than those silly books you read. They can come out at night and do not in fact sparkle,” she giggles at me. “Also it’s Vamp-eer not Vapmire and they are primarily located in eastern Europe. They don’t have to drink blood, but must if they want to keep their Vampire abilities. Which are the ability to transform into a bat for flight and super strength and speed. Some of the oldest Vampires can also turn invisible. They remain at the age that they were transformed unless they are bred, which then they stop again at 21. And they also don’t die from old age. In order to get blood from their prey they can

“But at least I used my ability to help you, so it wasn’t all for nothing.” I was about to say something when I saw the creature walking toward us. I drew my gun and fired, hitting it square in the head. Alexander moved toward the creature, studying it. I remembered the Empress’s words: ‘They are like walking corpses, but with no eyes. While vampires feed on blood, they feed on flesh. They don’t think, feel, or see. They smell—they detect life by scent, and they feed on anything with a heartbeat. Their sole purpose is to kill.’

I frown in confusion. “Masas Dima,” he repeats patiently. “We prefer the Arabic name we were created instead of the stereotypical, sensationalised ‘vampire’ that pop culture uses.” “You’re fucking with me right now,” I am pretty sure my jaw just hit the ground. There is no such thing as vampires. None. They were a myth, a legend. The only supernatural beings we have proof of are other types of shifters. Everything else did not exist. “What kind of shifter are you?” I narrow my eyes. “You’re not a wolf, and I don’t recognise your scent.”