Vampire Oc Novels & Stories

I would be lying to myself if I said the thought of such a man didn't daunt me. Sol was a 366-year-old pureblooded vampire. His father would no doubt be at least twice his age and much, much stronger both in presence and esteem. I went to sleep with the thought of other vampires within the society. I had been lucky enough to have met Sol when I did, but I knew all too well the type of vampires that stalked the levels of the vampire society. Even worse, I knew who those vampires answered to. I was awoken the next night shakily by the soft wind blowing in from the open windows. The place behind me where Sol had been was empty and cold. He must have been up earlier than I was. Or should I have

I noticed a small couch in a corner and took a seat on it. "Do you always watch me every night?" She suddenly asked me breaking the silence. "Since you got attacked," I confirmed and she nodded. "You're quite calm for someone who just learned that completely fictional characters actually exist," I pointed out. I've noticed ever since I told her that I was a vampire she kept a calm expression as if she's been told the exact same thing her whole life. "I really don't know either. I just feel this weird sense of belonging." That's probably the effect of the sacred book on her. She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing.

She had only a sceond to comprehend what was happening before she fell into a deep sleep not realizing what was happening to her. He was too fast. Vampire king was feared not only for being immortal but also the unusual powers he held. He had numerous powers and momentarily removing a memory of himself from someone's mind was one of them. He had to cover the person's eyes and let out a few words and the concerned person would lose the memory of him for sometime.

Yumeko leans in closer, “I think you have to top up your game if you want him to get rid of you. Do every single thing he hates the most, for example… blood. For some odd reason, Professor Matteo hates the sight of blood; he gets rid of anyone with blood on them in an instant.” A smirk curled at the corner of my lips. I know he isn’t human when my Necklace glowed and burned the other day in the gym, but I couldn’t figure out what he was. Now I get it, a creature that gets triggered at the sight of blood, his weakness… a freaking vampire. “That’s plan A,” Yumeko continues. “If he doesn’t get rid of you at the sight of blood, squeeze him in the dick. Everyone, including myself, turns towards Y

“You have been fucking her daily, haven’t you?” Oscar smiled an evil smile as he thought of using Cerie in such a way. Not able to resist the temptation of the magic high that having sex with a witch gave a vampire, he had to see for himself. Even though he found it both exhilarating and addictive, he had enough control to keep his sessions short and limited to once a day. It helped that, unlike Rowan, he’d opted to release his excess fluids and energy through natural bodily functions and not through sex.

There are many more leaves crunching. His hand is so cold, and his scent is odd. Those red eyes...and fangs. It takes a few moments before he relaxes, releasing my mouth as he peers up at me. "You are far from home, wolf. No screaming. Be a good girl. I am going to help you." Vesper growls, not trusting this male. 'Vampire.' "I was being chased by a...zombie." I admit. "I am an Omega. I will not fight you unless forced to defend myself. I just want to go home."

Beads of sweat started forming on my forehead and I knew what was coming next. Before I could even name it, the hunger came. It was so intense and I thought I could lose my mind. Vampires drink blood. And I am a vampire. Not just an ordinary vampire but a cursed one. I get this insatiable hunger when midnight strikes and I couldn't control myself. But I don’t understand why I am having the feeling now when it’s not yet midnight. I looked at the girl in front of me, wearing a worried look on her face. Her name’s Annalise, a new student. And if she doesn’t run away right now, she’d be my victim.

Darius said. “I don't think that's a good idea. We don't know how old this Vampire King is.” Colby evaluated. “One more thing, kill him and die trying. Run along.” Darius pushed him away. Vincenzo scurried away. True, the O'Connor family were vampires who could compel other vampires. They were peculiar.

“Fine. Come in.” The compound was surprisingly well-fortified for a rogue base. Clearly, Lucian had built something more organized than just a band of exiled mutts. Inside, I was offered a seat, and someone poured foul-smelling alcohol into a rusted cup. I forced myself to sip. It burned like acid. “So?” Lucian grunted, leaning forward. “What do you want?” I leaned closer, lowering my voice. “Alpha Victor of the Blood Moon Pack is preparing to attack the vampire lands. I thought you might be interested in helping… to settle some old scores.”

And so the cold wind of the night rushed into the car. “M-miss! It is dangerous!” “Please! I don’t want to do this either! but if you still won’t drive me there, I’ll bite my tongue and bleed here!” Akira shouted with tears streaming down her cheeks. The driver got spooked. Everyone knows that the blood of Clemente, as well as those from the two clans, is sweeter than anything else in this world and it is most sought by vampires. And so if Akira were to do that, for sure those vampires would run to where they are now and would be killed by them.