Vampire Painter Novels & Stories

his existence, then. That wouldn't answer my questions about who he was before he became a vamp and what he wants with my blood. It mustn’t be drinking it all, he would have done so by now, and it certainly isn’t the cure for vampirism either because Alex wouldn’t have had fangs to show me if it was. I wonder if I should I start with ... yes, maybe "she" can give me some answers. I connect the Wi-Fi and tap on the finder icon, typing "Venus coming out of the sea" and the image of the painting I have seen appears on the screen. I read the footer.

"That I have secret fangs and will drain every drop of blood from you like a vampire?" "Was that... your attempt at humor?" I arched an eyebrow. Was this fucker reading my mind? If yes... I couldn't risk a single thought around him. "No—was it yours when you painted Penelope's Obsession? Pretty sure she wasn't handing that vampire her blood—it was her soul he slowly bled dry." I froze. He... he knew that painting? That was one of my earliest works, barely noticed outside a small circle. How the hell did he...?

Micke answered. I rolled my eyes to both of them. They are freaking snob but I can't get mad right now. I need my mind to move properly to make a good plan. I walk around and look at the paintings on the wall. They are almost about life and death. "Why are all your paintings here are about life and death?" I asked my guards. One of them look at me like I'm stupid. "For started Lady Adellee, we are vampires. We came from life to death to living like a dead. These paintings shows our history, which I know you do not understand because you are a wolf." Mike said.

She asked further, “How did vampires get created by the way?” “Just like you humans are created, it’s the same for the vampires,” he responded. “So vampires were born at first genetically and then they started turning people to vampires?” she inquired. “Something like that,” he attempted to clear up her confusion. “By the way, every vampire is born with a special power,” Alexander informed her and changed the topic. “My special power is altering reality. I can change it in my favor.” “Is that what you tried on me that day when I accused you of sexual assault?” she questioned him. “If it is, then why didn’t it work on me?”

Willow stared at him for awhile as he kept his eyes away. "Is there something I can do? Get you water or...?" Willow paused. She was throwing options out there, but Dante was no ordinary being. He is a Vampire. She had very little knowledge of the creatures, which was her fault for not being as prepared to possibly deal with them, but how would she have known she would be in the same room as one?

*Centuries ago, a time where Vampires, sphinx and werewolves lived together in peace, love and harmony, until evil covered the cloud of Transylvania* My name is Luther, I'm a vampire from the old world, I am over 400 years old, I lived in Transylvania, my father was the over Lord (Dracula) my mom was a werewolf (Tania) from Romania (another city where werewolves and other creatures live) but died 200 years after my younger sisters' birth, her name is Annabelle, she is 300 years old, I was to be dad's successor but everything changed when my father was killed, it was the day of my inauguration, we were ambushed by our own people, sects of disloyal elves and Sphinx, and it all turned out to b

*writer's POV* In a large hall. The throne room, sat king Oscar on a throne made of golden materials and cushion covered with red leather material. He opened his eye, which were red in colour and soon changed to greenish blue. He is a tall man about 6ft, with brownish white hair and about his 50s as humans may think but in his 580s. He is a vampire,not just a vampire but the king of a clan. The savato vampire clan. He was just disturbed as he heard the chief guard approaching swiftly.

When they were quite a distance away,he stopped for her to catch her breath. "Are you alright?" he asked She nodded "Are those vampires?" "Yes" he answered "They're the rogues" "Rogues? They're different from the vampires?" "Yes.The rogues are less powerful.The vampires are mostly kings,queens,people of higher authority" they moved through the woods "They have ranks too.Half bloods,ancient vampires." "The ones that attacked us in the last full moon?" "Those are the vampires and some of the rogues" he replied

"I don't know… I just think that as hunters we are so set in our ways based on a history that we can't even be sure of, that we forget to take note of how the times have changed and perhaps… mmph… maybe not all vampires are the evil monsters that we have painted them to be." "So, you're saying that you think vampires have changed over the course of time?" "Not all of them, I mean there are definitely some of the most despicable monsters I have ever seen right here in the city, but yeah. That's exactly what I am trying to say." Zander rose to his feet so that he was standing opposite Harley, and cleared his throat. He let out a hefty breath of air, clearly unhappy with the point she was tryin

Then, turning towards a fallen Hailey, I asked, "Is this some of your new tricks to separate me and Daniel? Because trust me they aren't working." "Don't trust me then. But, will you deny what you see with your own eyes? You won't. Right? Daniel is a vampire. Not just any vampire. He's the Vampire King of Eleneas. I saw it with my own eyes!" Hailey's words just made me narrow my eyes at the game she and her brother were playing to separate me and Daniel.