Vampire Plot Ideas Novels & Stories

THE VAMPIRE'S WEAKNESS 18+ ~Fucking you is all about me~ ~l know what you're, you not a human but a witch~ ~Am a vampire, you a witch~ ~Am gonna fuck you like one~ **** SCARLETT'S POV. The dead deer lay on the side of the old country road. It's bloated corpse was sorrounded by flies and buzzards circling over its head, waiting for their moment to land and gorge themselves on the feast awaiting them. The scent of decay wafted through the air. I got the feeling that it was more than just one creature laying before me. It's ultimately met the end from the front of the semi truck.

I asked. “That’s what we need to find out, why go to all the trouble of taking these people, wiping their minds and giving them a new life?” “As bizarre as it sounds we’ve got our hands full with this vampire thing and Ryder’s wife is pregnant,” Felix said. “There could be a link you know, between our cases,” Wentworth suggested. “Only you would see a link,” I said. “Think about it, you’ve got wolves turning vampires into zombies, someone wiping people’s memories and giving them new ones,” Wentworth said.

The scent of human blood. Human blood was his weakness and it was against the tradition in the palace so he rebelled against the palace and now his weakness was being taken advantage of. He was looking around cautiously when the same gust touched him again. He hurriedly struck his hand which hit the target. She fell face down at some distance from him. "Assuming you're not an easy prey, "she said, shaking her hand carelessly. Harry was staring at her constantly. Her eyes were so bright. "You loved me so much that you followed me here." Harry said looking at her bright shining eyes.

She said inwardly as she quickly walked back to her room. After the intense sex, Camilla held onto Sebastian on the bed. "That was good" she said biting her lips while looking into Sebastian's eyes. "Yes but something bad is about to happen" Sebastian said and Camilla blinked repeatedly and before she could ask why he said that, Sebastian moved quickly and she felt something sharp sinking into her neck. She wanted to scream but instead tears fell out of her eyes as she felt Sebastian sucking her blood. "What...are you? Camilla asked while crying. She had heard about stories of vampires but never believed it. Even now, she wished it was a dream. A bad dream. Pulling away from her neck, Sebast

Usually this is due to the point where the person is in the hands of the enemy. A vampire should drink half or one cup of animal or human blood per day or they will become weak. If a vampire loses its humanity, they should be chained up and laced with sunflower. The sunflower is a friend of the sun which weakens a vampire. For centuries a myth was told that darkness will come over the world. Hell will rise from below and the world will be in grave danger. A certain tribrid will be born and save the world. The story changes overtime that the tribrid fails and the existence of everyone is demolish. Some say that she conquers the enemies and the world is saved. Others say that she lives but her

Dexter said while he collected his portion excitedly from me "Disgusting, how do you guys drink human blood, without feeling irritated? Jessy asked turning her face away while we consumed our most precious "Seriously? This is our main feed, vampires of the old world can't do without it, they usually fight with Elves and Sphinx just to drain their blood, cause they can't resist the urge unlike us, some even die in the process, it gives us more strength, when we drink blood, we can last 3-4 days straight without food & water" Tessy replied while she drank hers' We all finished our blood consumption, then we thought about the departure of Linx, as we don't know his whereabout, dark cloud had co

As if reading what would happen, Jay bet on zero point one second after the bullet was fired. He dedicated his entire body to holding Ruby, pulling her even though she was rolling on the tiles. For a moment, the party reached the peak of chaos. Some guests were in disarray at the sound of the farthest glass partition breaking—small-bodied vampires who consider armed humans a threat. Not a few vampires survived. Each person has a choice, but there is one worst choice. The catalyst in the form of thirst overflows due to the shadow of their first death. They learn that death should at least be covered by something of value, so they decide to bite their mate.

I whisper, hoping that I'll find them before it's too late for all of us. As I delve deeper into my research, my thoughts keep circling back to the dire situation outside my study's walls. Dante's insatiable hunger for power is driving us all down a treacherous path. His rapidly growing army of newly turned vampires is a testament to his recklessness. I know he believes it's a show of strength, a way to assert dominance among not only our kind, but the other supernaturals. He isn't seeing the bigger picture, and he is enfangering us almost as much as the twilight. The new vampires will need to feed, and when they do there won't be many people left alive.

They were a disparate band of survivors, bound together by a shared purpose and a solemn duty to protect Silverwood from the ancient curse's resurgence. But as our investigation progressed, we realized that the curse was not a mere random affliction. It was a carefully orchestrated manipulation, a dark conspiracy rooted in the shadows. There were those who sought to harness the power of the werewolves for their own nefarious purposes, and we were determined to expose their true intentions.

I almost felt bad that the knife I kept under my pillow was of little use. Even as I read through the pages, I couldn't find anything about vampires being psychic. Apart from having incredible strength, speed, and immortality, they seemed just like any other person. Well, except that they disliked sunlight—but even that was something they were adapting to. I closed the book and put it away. my stomach grumbled slightly, reminding me that I haven't eaten, but I didn't want to go downstairs either, in fear that I would run into Silas. I lay on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Eventually, I grew drowsy and then fell asleep.