Vampire Novel Ideas Novels & Stories

Sol told me, "He'd sooner see the country burn than anything happen to her." I nodded my head and turned my focus onto the meal in front of me. "Ah, I know it. Vampires and their possessiveness." "Possessiveness?" Sol questioned with a laugh. "You know that...." I waved the spatula in the air to try and organize my statement correctly, "There are always some pure-blooded vampires. I can't name it exactly. Maybe it's a sort of desire to possess something or someone." "Do you mean to protect?" Sol offered, but I shook my head.

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

What if we just end up getting lost in this horrifying house? We look around us for any way out. It is just darkness and doors. Why so many doors? I might be able to see in this kind of darkness but I don't know about the others. Human beings have very poor vision in darkness but Vampires can see clearly through this. I don't think they are badly off however. We dash through the dark corridor to the end. Well, this looks like a dead end to me. There are no more long staircases. It is just a wall. In this darkness, I can't even tell clearly if it is a wall or a door.

Until one day, while sitting in the corner of a banquet, I overheard them talking about the north. The northern vampire nobles had suddenly grown rich. A young female vampire had opened new trade routes. She had secured deals of a scale no one had ever dared imagine. Elena. It had to be her. In that instant, all my illusions finally vanished. I was going to find her.

She scratched her temple, yawning as she browsed through the results. One website had this preview, ‘Vampires are on the rise, and the Government is threatened. Suicides and whatnots are only a cover story for the threats posed by these creatures of the night,” which not only intrigued Zheira but also made her heart pound for an unknown reason.

All the same, she went through it with yet another sigh. It didn’t tell her much. It was just the usual definition of vampires, their history, some validities of their reality, and sources. Merely scrolling down, she picked up the most common keywords classic monsters and Count Dracula, which happened to be a legend from Bram Stoker’s epic novel, Dracula. She had already read it and things were becoming rather repetitive. No matter how hard she tried to fit Zheira’s description to how the article described vampires, there weren’t any. Fuming silently, she went back to the search bar and typed creatures with horns and golden eyes, and the results were as implausible as the first.

she stopped as once again shame rushed “it might have been an agreement” he rushed to say making both bethany and his little ava look at him in surprise “some vampires can only have children with woman who have already had half breeds it is rare but it happens, she might not have even slept with the man from the cael line they might have just injected the sperm and you father would have been the only one to sleep with her, who knows” he said Bethany blinked then looked at his little ava “it is rare but he’s right it has happened” bethany said backing him up

My brother does not care about the money, he likes to be a nomad with very little of everything. One thing remains though, we still cannot handle the heat of the sun. We are still nocturnal , but this days--no one will question you when you state beforehand that you work graveyard. We can go out as early as five in the afternoon as long as the scorching death rays of the sun is gone. We vampires have evolved too. We became more humane and developed laws that makes sure that our human counterparts are safe and that we live in harmony with them. We have people who work in blood banks that give us easy access to blood anytime. Money works wonders.

The doctor just gave him a knowing smile and proceeded out the door. Dayanne, as he heard from the convenience manager awhile ago, is already breathing steadily when he went closer and sat beside her bed. Her brown locks scattered around her pillow. The wounds are already covered with gauges but her blood's scent still lingers. He could not explain the extreme attraction of her scent on him. But he's starting to feel possessive of her. He tried to consult their elders. They all agreed that she must be a part royal. Since the books all explains that human monarchy was chosen by old vampires who picked nobles based on their blood quality.

The scent of human blood. Human blood was his weakness and it was against the tradition in the palace so he rebelled against the palace and now his weakness was being taken advantage of. He was looking around cautiously when the same gust touched him again. He hurriedly struck his hand which hit the target. She fell face down at some distance from him. "Assuming you're not an easy prey, "she said, shaking her hand carelessly. Harry was staring at her constantly. Her eyes were so bright. "You loved me so much that you followed me here." Harry said looking at her bright shining eyes.