Vampire Peter Novels & Stories

“But vampires are real?” “Yeah. You know a few, actually.” “What? Who?” Her eyebrows raised along with the volume of her voice. “Peter and Ramon.” “Wait what?” she sputtered. “Peter and Ramon are vampires?” “Haven, I am a lycan. You watched me shift into an animal. And you’re surprised that vampires are real, too?”

I ask restlessly, practically sinuous, recovering from the alarm he gave me and with a hand on my heart. -Keys.- "I realize they're keys," I'm right. What I need to know is what they are actually doing after explaining it. "Peter had them." "Peter?" Rehash confused. “Peter Hale,” he tells me, but I don't really see who he's talking about. Lara's organic father, the guy who messed with me and turned me into a werewolf. A similar person who got into you in the coldest time of the year dances two years earlier. "Is...Peter?" Rehash, this time having a dark memory of that night and a much clearer one of the night we were walking through the woods and a red-eyed animal attacked him. How could I s

My eyes closed as I waited for him reply but the pillow was soft enough that I fell asleep after a few minutes of waiting. Jolting awake, I noticed that the sun wasn’t streaming through the windows anymore. My phone was what woke me up. It had slipped from my chest to down my stomach and vibrated its way down between my legs. Peter: Sorry, there was a sighting of an unknown group of vampires nearby and it threw everyone into a fit. Vale: They good now? Peter: No. But not much I can do about that. Vale: I found them. There was a moment between messages but before I could fall back asleep, my phone buzzed again.

I say politely, Peter works for my papa, he's a vampire, and a dominant. "Good morning little princess, are you excited about your birthday?" He asks me. "Mhm, sure," I say just to be polite, he'd tell papa if I do anything he doesn't see fitting. "What's the pout for? Scared?" He says that's the truth, I'm terrified. "Maybe?" I squeak, trying not to show him how terrified I'm.

The only one who knew about his past was my father and he only told him in order to be accepted at the pack. ‘’You don’t trust me, do you?’’ I asked him but I knew the answer, he doesn’t trust anyone. ‘’I do trust you, maybe you are the only one’’ I couldn’t detect any lies in his words, but I still knew nothing about his past. If he truly trusted me, he would have told me. There was silence for a few seconds and then Peter broke it ‘’Ok, I am a hybrid as you know. What you don’t know is that I was leaving with the vampires until I came here. When I left, I took Tatiana with me’’.

"Lucy, is everything okay? You seem a bit... off." I turned away. “I’m fine. I just…Well…” “Lucy,” Peter greeted as he came over. “What a pleasant surprise.” Luke raised an eyebrow. "You two know each other?" I grimaced. “Not… Not really.” “I met Lucy during a… very disturbing moment in her life, which I can perfectly understand she would not like to relive,” Peter said softly. He offered his hand. “Alpha Peter of the Black Moon Pack.” Luke nodded slowly and shook his hand. “I know that name. You have… a bit of a reputation.”

Peter, who was also a vampire, quickly grew his fangs and nails ready to fight before he recognized the person standing before him. "Prince Ragnor?" Peter said after standing to his feet. "You dare touch my woman?" Ragnor questioned again. "No, I am sorry, I didn't know she was your woman," Peter said afraid of Ragnor. He knew very well how ruthless Ragnor could be, and he was no match for him.

I fired back at him, then, someone else joined the discussion, and it was no one but Peter. "I believe that there is someone else!" Both me and Damien turn around to face him. It's just that the way Damien was looking at the boy as if he wanted to kill hurry him alive. "Well... Well... Well! It seems that there is something that you're indeed hiding from me." "There's nothing!" He started, and I finished for him. "Peter is my bloodline... I changed him from a hunter to a werewolf. So, he won't be able to hide the truth from me if I asked him... It's just better to know it from you than to know it from someone else."

It does not train itself. “Tch.” Peter clicked its tongue when he saw the other man covered in blood, lying on the ground. He would not bother with that man’s body. Because Peter knew that it would turn to ashes in just a few minutes. Not minding the dead body, he approached Jax, who was back in his former form. Thankfully, it’s not naked. He’s still fully clothed. “Stray vampires are getting bolder. I need to let grandpa know about this,” Peter said to himself and carried Jax on his shoulders behind his head. And he walked back to the cabin with Jax.

Triads occurred amongst vampires, but he’d never heard of more. “You are making a lot of grunting noises,” Tyler commented drifting over from the kitchen with a packet of crisps. “Oh, wow,” he leaned over Talen’s shoulder. “What’s this? Nominees for pin up of the month? I vote for the tattooed dark one.” “Rhett Salem,” Talen supplied. “Cameron Edison is the red-head, and Heath Gale is the blond. Werewolves.” “One of each flavor, please,” Tyler snickered. “You don’t normally do guys, Tal, or werewolves. And do I have to remind you that you have a mate?”