Vampire Poem Novels & Stories

UNKNOWN POV I am washing my face and having a drink from a lake when I get the strong feeling I'm being watched as I turn I see a vampire coming straight at me, I snear knowing I'm not your average wolf, and I can easily take him. As he gets to me I grab him and throw him into the water, my flight or fight response is surprising me as it usually tells me not to fight but not this time. The vampire comes for me again and I let Kylo take control shifting into my wolf. Kylo snaps at him, missing him by centimetres as he hits Kylo in the side "he's not a regular vampire Ky he has no scent be careful" I tell him as he lunges for the vampire again, suddenly a knife comes seemingly out of nowhere a

There is just no hiding from it. "Well, let me hear it." "I am afraid," Victor starts telling his tale. "The thing is that Vampires are dying; we have found six in the past two days." "Please explain dying. Is this the work of the Vampire Hunter?" "I wish I could have said it, but they are being poisoned." "What do you mean by poisoned?" Victor goes silent for a short while, is the reason so grand that it is difficult to mention. I do not know how a Vampire can be poisoned; the only thing that enters our bodies is the blood of a human and a very select few that prey on animals.

He blurted and I slapped him so hard that he fell to the ground completely, squeezing from the excruciating pain of the poison. “You know, I actually got this idea from the time Zeus attacked us. He used poison to take us down easily and when I heard about you waging a war, I realized the fastest way to take you down is poison. But not like the one Zeus made. He was merciful with us. I asked Lilith to quickly make the most deadly poison for a Vampire.” I paused as I stood over him. It’s what I drenched my fingers in before coming to the battlefront and on contact with blood, that vampire is a goner.” I smiled while he stared in horror. He couldn’t even talk properly rather than grunt and cou

her wolf answered. There are traces of fatigue on her face. She tried to stand up again, and this time she did it successfully. When Cassandra looked around, she saw that they were only three remained in the ring. Two werewolves and one vampire. Slowly, she walked towards them. The black wolf glanced at her and nodded his head, which Cassandra did the same. They started circling their prey. With the black wolf's signal, they attacked the vampire. Cassandra jumped on his right while the black one jumped on his left. She got punched, but the vampire couldn't dodge the black wolf's bite. It gave him a fatal blow. The vampire tried to stand, but he had no strength left. Slowly the mark disappear

I, of all people, know how poking around in the past can open up old wounds. We pulled into our apartment complex. We go up to our apartment and begin packing. Vincent wanders around looking at everything and eventually ends up in my room. “Nice room.” He notices my framed poems on the wall. He reads one aloud, “Darkness's Kiss: Every night it's the same dark dream. And it always ends with me in a scream…” It is a poem that I wrote about a vampire finding its mate and surrendering to it. He looks at me, “Goth phase?”

I embraced the darkness as an extension of my being, a testament to the symbiotic relationship between vampire and enchanted forest. With a burst of supernatural strength, I leaped above the assailant, the shadows trailing in my wake. In mid-air, I unleashed a torrent of ancient vampire power—a cascade of ethereal energy that manifested in a swirling vortex of shadows. The clearing erupted in a symphony of mystic hues as the energy collided with the unknown wolf, ensnaring it in an otherworldly tempest.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

He spent some minutes in the bathroom and during that time, Camilla tried her best to gather strength and run away though she was very weak because Sebastian had almost drained all the blood she had in her body. "Camilla you can do this, he's taking some time in there. Just run for it!" She said inwardly as she struggled to wear her shorts and bra that were on the edge of the bed and make a run for it. She was finally able to wear them seconds later but she had a hard time standing on her two feet. Every part of her body felt weak and mustering up strength to run from this man will take a toll on her later but she didn't care at this point. All she wanted at this moment was to be away from S

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.

It was like knowing I had to be up in a few hours and being unable to sleep, my mind broadcasting images and messages that would keep me awake. Vampires cannot walk in the sunlight, I told myself firmly. Holding my focus in place, I continued: vampires cannot eat or drink anything, only blood. Vampires heal much quicker than humans, but they can be injured, and killed. To kill a vampire, a stake must not be removed prematurely. Vampires can only be killed with wood. Oak wood is the most powerful, and the deadliest to them.