Vampire Poem Novels & Stories

The moment she entered the canteen, she heard someone say, "Finally!" She turned to a stone, realizing the owner of the voice and repeatedly said herself, "Don't think! Don't think!" "Don't be frightened! You have sensitive ears like Olivia. So, you can hear my voice. That's it." Knowing that all the conclusions about him being my partner were wrong, she continued her poem, "Don't think," and walked towards her friend standing near the counter, who was already staring at her. Even though Vampires could control their hearing and thoughts, Beau continued hearing Nabi's hum.

I have many years left of dating life before I even consider being with someone forever, even a vampire. “Because I felt it when I looked in your eyes. It is a once-in-a-lifetime feeling. Only vampires will feel that, and if you were merely human, it would not have been as intense as it just was. I understand that you are still young, and you do not understand what this all means. That is ok; I have time to wait for you to grow up and want to be with me. I just want you to know that I am the one you are destined to be with. Until you become a vampire and truly understand the feeling, we can remain friends and nothing more. Just prepare yourself for the day you turn vampire; you will want to

It didn't take long for the metallic taste of blood to reach my tongue. I've been told that even the smallest scent of blood during this night could make a Vampire unable to hold themselves together. Even if that's not exactly what I wanted to happen, it was the only thing that I could do. Conjuring whatever last drop of courage that I could muster, I slowly exhaled a breath through my mouth. The taste of my own blood was like tasting poison, knowing that it was going to get me killed. I flinched as Nico's head suddenly shot up, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

I could feel his cold hands on my bosom and it seemed he were not keen on moving them. "I am incapable of feeling, my Aphrodite. I have no heart beat because I lack a heart. I am simply a dead man walking. For many years I simply ate and watched. I drank the blood of the people and watched those who I had decided not to kill, grow old and die. I watched the suns rise and fall, the moons rise and fall until I lost track of time. I went from traveling with a camel through desert land, to traveling with horse and then finally, carriage. I was there when kings married, when princes were born and when princesses gave birth. I am a vampire, my Aphrodite."

or it? "I won't ask you again, Vamp. What. Are. You. Doing. Here?!" I couldn't believe such loud words were coming out of such a tiny body. My ears were bleeding, literally. I wiped the blood off shakily and looked up. He was in the sky somewhere.

He was hearing someone calling out to him but he was too weak to even face back. He's lost plenty of blood. In the same way,Mateo gained a lot. For the Vampires,blood symbolizes power. Immense power if only it is from a non vampire. And Mateo has drank just about enough which makes him all the more stronger. It would take more than all the men of the Kingdom of Fye putting themselves together to defeat him. Jenna thought that they were all doomed. "Hey,Aiden! Get up!!" Damon still pushed further.

# Vulcan Pack ***Xavier's POV** I slayed as many vampires as I could find and brought them into the dungeons. Their thick blood oozed across the floor, filling the air with a putrid stench. The dungeon walls were already stained with their blood, but my thirst for more was unquenchable. I yearned to eliminate every vampire that crossed my path. They deserved nothing less than death, a thousand times over.

“Another man was discovered dead in Piatra Cralului National Park. According to the police, a group of hikers discovered Jordan Lambert’s lifeless body on the forest road leading through Zărneşti Gorges. Like the previous killing reports, Mr. Lambert has also two bite marks on his neck that may be the cause of his death. The authorities are still investigating what is causing these killings in order to find the perpetrator as soon as possible. However, there is speculation that these killings are carried out by an incredible creature...vampires. However, we live in the twenty-first century, and vampires existed in the fifteenth and eighteenth centuries. Is it possible that they are still ali

I delved into the dusty archives, immersing myself in tales of creatures that prowled the night, their ethereal beauty and insatiable hunger casting a spell over unsuspecting victims. Minutes turned into hours as I meticulously sifted through fragments of information, threads woven into a tapestry of speculation and fear. The vampire's power was said to be unmatched, his influence stretching across generations. Whispers spoke of his ability to control the elements, to command the very forces of nature at will.

Strangers she might once have passed on some forgotten street leaned in too close, whispering syllables that pricked her ears. Each face lingered too long, unsettlingly real, before morphing into grotesque parodies, pulling her own reflection into a funhouse of terror. Limbs stretched, torsos bent, jaws dangled like broken hinges. Eyes gleamed like shattered glass, reflecting everything yet catching nothing, staring through her as if trying to strip her soul bare. The scent of decay tinged the air, sickly - sweet. Vaethea’s nostrils flared. Every inhale tasted like metal and ash, burning through divine grace, stirring the vampire’s craving.