Vampire Pi Novels & Stories

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

“Yes. If you'd asked me this yesterday, I would have said no. But now that I know where you come from, it is normal for Arctic wolves to receive their wolves as old as 21." This was good news. Now I was sure my wolf would arise on my 18th Moonday. We continued chatting for a few more minutes while we ate roasted rabbits and drank fresh water from the river. Pi's glossy eyes were rolling all over me, making me extremely uncomfortable. “Could you please stop doing that!" I urged him. “Doing what?" He sipped some of the rabbit's blood from the can it was in. “Gawking at me like a creep." “I'm a vampire. It's what we do," he purred. I rolled my eyes. “OK. I'll stop."

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

Lisanna started telling Cassandra everything she knew. “Those boys following them are Jet Crane, he is a warlock, Liam Wright, a werewolf from the West, and Oliver Hunt, a vampire. Jet currently ranked number 4 while Liam was 5, and Oliver was the second,” Lisanna said. Cassandra listened intently. “And those mean girls are Judith Lockhart, a witch, Krystal Knight, a vampire, and Joana Redwood. Joana was also a vampire and she was obsessed with First,” Lisanna mumbled. She ate the remaining piece for her food while looking fat Cassandra's reaction in front of her.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

Osmund spoke up. “Currently a senior vampire has drawn a territory circle on Miss Halley's house.” Violet said carefully. “Is that person Maki?” To Osmund's understanding, Maki was the vampire capable of causing this incident. “No, this scent doesn't look like Maki, it's a familiar scent, I still haven't figured out which vampire it belongs to.” Violet tried to feel but she couldn't identify who it was. Maki is a lonely high-class vampire, she doesn't go out of her way to do stupid things and most importantly this is the scent of a male vampire.

She seemed like an easy target, someone I could manipulate and make feel guilty for her actions. To approach her without raising suspicion, I disguised myself as an old man and slowly approached her. I needed to establish a connection with her consciousness by using my black thread, allowing me to see her thoughts and briefly control her actions. This unique ability of mine, despite not being as powerful as other vampires, is something I take pride in. Accidentally, I caught a glimpse of her memories, revealing that she had killed numerous individuals, including some of my fellow vampires. I was shocked and frustrated that I couldn't delve deeper into her memories. Nevertheless, this informa

said Hugo as he looked at the team. “You’re right,” Damon said. “Guys, the vampire has another victim,” said Raven. Raven showed the video to her friends, and only one woman was the victim. It lives in a condominium and looks like it works for a big company. According to the news, no blood was left on the woman’s body. It was like the eight victims outside and inside the bar. It was as if it had sucked in until it completely drained. It nearly removed its head from its neck.

I asked cautiously, aware that the topic might seem unfamiliar to him. Edmond furrowed his brow, clearly puzzled by the question. "Nosferatu vampires? No, I've never heard of them," he replied, his voice tinged with confusion. I nodded, understanding his response. "They are a secretive and reclusive group of vampires known for their nocturnal activities and aversion to sunlight," I explained. "We've come across some information that suggests they might be involved in certain mysterious incidents in Crescentville, including your mother's disappearance." Edmond's eyes widened in surprise. "Vampires? That sounds like something out of a fantasy novel," he said, disbelief evident in his voice.

- Accepted 324. The massive building of semicircular shape aspired to the black sky with its entire height of twenty floors. Lanterns illuminated the frame lattice of the supporting beams, completely showing the bare facade of the future house. The concrete innards gaped in impenetrable darkness - an ideal place, hidden from prying eyes. Brook-ta-man fastclimbs up the stairs. Labyrinths of concrete in total darkness would confuse anyone, but not a vampire, he is dark, his night is Wednesday. Black boots of soft leather kicked up small clots of dust and cement. Every step is a small cloud. The vampire stopped on the thirteenth floor. Here, in a small open hall with concrete pillars, several s