Vampire Opposite Novels & Stories

“The stores are still open. We could go shopping tonight instead of tomorrow.” “Sounds like a plan.” I wrap my arm around her shoulders, walking beside her as she heads to the door. “Maybe pick up some dinner on the way to your place?” She nods her head in agreement. “Some burgers and fries.” “Whatever you want.” The mention of food makes me hungry as well, but her blood is useless to me now since it’s infected with vampire blood. Vampires bite other vampires as a sign of intimacy on a much deeper level than vampires biting a human. Therefore, that list of names is just as important to me as it is to Charlie.

He imagined how things would have been different for her had she not had her encounter with a bunch of vampires that night last year. Dorian had met Jade at a Rob Zombie concert; Dorian and the team he had at that time were, of course, hunting vampires. Jade was just there for the music, along with her leather-and-metal clad buddies. A group of bloodsuckers had happened upon them, invited them to sneak backstage for some fun, and mayhem ensued. Dorian and his team showed up and killed a few of the vamps while chasing the others away, but not before they'd succeeded in killing all of Jade's friends and leaving her with a bite herself. The team had given her an antidote before the change could

No one touches what is mine. Oblivious of my tight hold on her, Christine took in the roaring crowd's sight. She watched as wolves and vampires interacted. It wasn't often we came together, but when we did interact, we were amicable. Most supernaturals were anyway. Vampires smelled like rotting death to a werewolf, and werewolves smelled like wet dogs. Unfortunately, we couldn't put on any scenting spray to dull our smells for fear that a pair wouldn't be able to find each other.

She could practice fighting with her brother when he was free. She thought of going back. From afar she could sense three unknown vampires among her family. She increased her pace to reach the castle in time for dinner. When she opened the door to the dining room, she was very surprised to see three vampires staring at her. There was a woman who was of her mother's age and a girl who seemed older than her and beautiful and lastly a boy who seemed Kyson's age. He had blonde hair and sharp features and good-looking for his age. He seemed dangerous but Ingrid could not help but felt drawn towards him.

She found herself walking towards her and embracing the older woman, "I’m really sorry, but I don’t understand. Who in the world is that bastard that’s going to take Alice, and why can’t the biggest organization in the world cannot protect her?" She halted and let go of Clarisse as the realization hit her. There is one thing that hunters are wary of, and it was truly ironic. Hunters regard pureblood vampires as distinct from humans who have been turned into vampires. Turned vampires are like a cheap rip-off of purebloods that are still too powerful for humans to fight with.

Adrian, with a blend of strength and compassion, addressed the pack, urging them to open their hearts to change and to recognize the potential for a united world where love triumphed over animosity. In the vampire mansion, Seraphina faced a different set of challenges. The vampires, steeped in centuries of hierarchy and aristocracy, struggled to adapt to the winds of change. As the heir of the vampire clan, Seraphina confronted opposition from those who clung to the old ways, resisting the idea of a world where werewolves were considered allies.

This wasn’t just a wave, or a small group fighting against something they thought was wrong with this world. This was war. The main group of vampires in the world was turning on the world. They viewed themselves as superior to anything and anybody else. He had numerous conversations with his opponent over the years to get him to understand that they couldn’t do what he was contemplating, but it seemed as though Victor’s death was the last straw for his people to believe his opponent.

As the moon hung high in the night sky, Usopp, the malevolent vampire leader, reveled in the success of their ruthless assault. Amidst the chilling silence that followed, Usopp stood tall, his eyes gleaming with a sinister satisfaction. The town's transformation into a breeding ground for vampires had been swift and efficient, with almost hundreds of newly turned creatures now under Usopp's command. His laughter, sharp and cruel, cut through the night as he addressed his vampiric comrades. "Well done, my brethren! Tonight, we have not only claimed this town but bolstered our ranks with warriors ready to fight against the werewolves when the time comes. The scent of bloodshed lingers in the a

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

The two men faced each other in the pale moonlight and the once silent forest now bore witness to their duel. They clashed, moving with incredible speed and power. Alex's hard blows were aimed at Liam's body, trying to weaken his opponent. Alex hadn't expected Liam to be such a formidable opponent. Liam quickly dodged Alex's blows and countered with his vampire strength. Victoria, who was also a vampire, entered the fray. She tried to help Alex with her own vampire power attacks. But Liam would not give up so easily. He showed his skill and cruelty as a vampire with various deadly attacks.