Vampire Novels For Teens Novels & Stories

Every word left Matthew's mouth very artfully that there is no way anyone could doubt his words. Making himself comfortable on Carolina's bed he found something interesting under Carolina's pillow. Pulling the thing out under the pillow Matthew smirked and said, "Seems like your hormones had affected your head. Why can't you play with men? We're vampires, not humans who cared about their virginity." Carolina was thinking, facing the window, so she didn't see Matthew had done something like this. When she turned her face to Matthew's word, she saw the thin book in Mathews's hands.

We talked about the incident and of vampires. "Quite a few vampires come to me to heal." She explained. " Well, how can they be injured?" I asked. "You mean ways to kill them. There are many. Ripping the head off, cutting the neck with a silver dagger, zombie blood-" she started. "Zombie blood?" I asked her. "Yes. It's a poison to them. Like wolfsbane is to you." She said, "Well, do you have any zombie blood?" I asked. "I am a healer, not a hunter." She said in a stern voice.

And for that reason alone, I could not have dreamed that vampirism is based on truth. Let's face it. I don't meet the profile of the typical girl turned vampire or girl turned vampire killer. Bella is too tragic, Buffy is a cheerleader, and I'm a black girl from the 'hood. I work nine to five at a local cable company. Drop-dead gorgeous men are not stalking me, and my rounded body does not fit neatly into a size two.

Monsters who reigned in the dark, driven by pure bloodlust; monsters that I thought were the products teen fiction novels I loved as a teenager, where they were beautiful and graceful and every girls' heartthrob: The bastards were vampires. They were real, walking, un-living fucking vampires. **

I went over to the desk in my room and started writing, ‘Hey Mom, it’s been a while. I found out a lot over this last week; first, Nick is trying really hard to get me to like him, it’s sweet. Second, he took me to the house of the witches and I discovered that Nicholas is my mate.’ I wipe some of my tears away, ‘A vampire is my mate. How could the Moon Goddess pair me with a vampire? I don’t know what to do, Mom. What about children? Would they be hybrids? I feel like I should tell him but I don’t know if I want to be with him; maybe I should reject him, at least then I’d be free to find someone that I could truly love. I wish you were here to help me, Mom, I need your advice; I don’t have

Her Mom and Dad would spend days shoving books in my face and even talk to me about them once I had finished. Breyona's Mom was right, there wasn't much information on Vampires. Just a small passage in the middle of the page, written in another language. It was obvious Breyona's Mom and Dad had translated the text, writing it on a spare sheet of paper and attaching it to the book. The passage enlightened me, and sent something cold rushing through my veins. Vampires -- 1902

Children were in different locations, some hiding some in the open crying their eyes out of the most horrible experience of their lives. I ran my hand through my somehow damp hair while my stomach churned from the horrid sight. With my eyes closed, I listened carefully, trying to hear past the cries, wails, angry birds, and burning sensation and focus on the heartbeats of the sprawled elements. I needed to save as many that weren’t dead before it was too late. I would help the wounded vampires first by giving them my blood. True vampires healed faster, they would heal faster if they had my blood in them. After giving blood to those that were on the east side I went over to the west side and

Vampires. Vampires hated sunlight because of how it affected their visions and gave them sunburn faster than normal. These vampires were moving and seeing well in the sun toward the ward. Magic was certainly at work. I ushered Lenda into the Great Hall and closed it behind her. I couldn't control the urge to see what was going on out there. Where were these uniformed warriors from? Why was the school sending a group of teenagers to fight monsters? It seemed N. A had secrets that I had to figure out.

After the call, I changed into a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, grabbed the burger I was carrying in my bag pack and sat my zonked body on the couch thumbing up on my laptop's keyboard. Another skill I had managed to perfect over the years apart from killing vampires was hacking, as long as she had a face she could be found. My first target was the latest hospital she hit. It didn't take me long to get in, the same way it didn't take me long to doze off on the couch with a burger in my hands. ****Dream World***

Not until I had the power to protect her, not just from my uncle, but from the cruelty of circumstance. The air In the chamber seemed to thicken as I forced myself to breathe, the vampire instincts coiling inside me. Hunger, aggression, and the primal urge to strike pulsed beneath my skin. I crushed the impulse into submission. Strategy first. Patience first. Princess Victoria would come to those who controlled the shadows, not those who acted in blind fury.