Vampire Poem Novels & Stories

She asked, letting it settle into her mind, "As in you're the first Vampire?" "The original, yes. There are many with my blood in them, though by now I'm sure it's deluted enough." He let out a sigh. They walked up to a cafe where people gathered outside with their hot drinks. Willow stopped as she gazed through the window when an older man and woman stopped as they were getting ready to pass by. "Young love." The old man chuckled.

My voice sounded like rocks rubbing together. He jumped at me. He was very fast for a big wolf. A long time ago, he would have caught me in a second. But now, he looked like he was moving underwater. I stepped to the side very easily, like I was dancing. My claw scratched his side. It was not a deep cut, but it had a special vampire poison on it. I wanted him to feel it burn. "You... you are not a wolf," Vane gasped. He fell down because the poison was making his body stop working. He changed back into a human.

He began to recite a section of the poem word for word. “But first, on earth as vampires sent, Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent Then ghastly haunt thy native place And suck the blood of all thy race There from daughter, sister, wife, At midnight drain the stream of life; Yet loathe the banquet which perforce Must fee thy livid living corse Thy victims ere they yet expire Shall know the demon for their sire, As cursing thee, thou cursing them, Thy flowers are withered on the stem.

O pray the earth enfold Our life-sick hearts and turn them into dust. This poem imagines a modern-day "Goth girl" as a vampire ... Dark Gothic by Michael R. Burch Her fingers are filed into talons; she smiles with carnivorous teeth ... You ask, “Are there vampires?” Get real! (Yet she has my belief.)  Sleep and Liberation―the Opiate World of Elizabeth Siddal Ulalume: A Ballad [excerpt] by Edgar Allan Poe The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere—

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

He grumbled. Esmeray's brows furrowed as she rotated the tampon to find what the Vampire wanted her to read. There was something written on it. A phrase. . . 'Killing them will take a lot of energy. Just pretend that they are dead.' Walking towards the chest she threw it back in and picked another one and it had a freaking poem on it with a little direction. 'Twinkle Twinkle little star. I want to hit you with my car. Throw you off a bridge so high.

If it weren't for Stephen's unexpected phone call, Lars would have gone home to hug Keelin. It was not difficult for Stephen to find out that his son was upset. But… he didn't care. “Regarding runaway vampires, that situation is not only happening in your city but also in most of the country. Some clans have sent me letters, they have sent many strong vampires but no one has returned. Every family has a different case, but what they have in common is that vampires die from poisoning, a powerful poison that only works on vampires." “What does that poison look like?” “It is a liquid, odorless, with a purple quartz color.”

I told him not to worry, a little of my blood to help the warriors during war won't kill me. It was during that time that I found out that the Vampires were looking for me. I've already learned about other creatures. There are many other incredible creatures other than werewolves. One of them are vampires. They are vicious and bloodsucking monsters. They want to take my blood to make themselves more powerful to defeat all other creatures. The vampire Lord believed that if he drank up all my blood, he would become stronger than every other creature. That was why he had been looking for me.

She sees the way going to the second floor but seems like the door is closed. "How can a human being thinks of this way," she murmured while leaving. And as she is walking down the road going back to her house she starts reading the book. Her tears keeps falling while reading and she just ignored those human beings who keeps looking at her. It is a tragic love story made into a poem between a vampire and a human being. They fall in love but at the end, they need to say goodbye because vampires are different from a human being. As she finished the book she reached her home.