Vampire Ponies Novels & Stories

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

the bat guy explained. " What else did my father-in-law say? " the shameless monk inquired. " monks can't marry " the bat guy replied. " fuck your grandpa!! this honorable Reverend monk is not your normal monk. " The shameless monk replied. The two vampires argued back and forth for what seemed like an eternity before getting to their destination. The streets of hell were bustling, all kinds of demons roamed this street, from minions to huge monsters showing off their expensive hellhounds. Monsters of all races walked the streets.

Sally has taken down several vampires and witches. “You’re being holding out on us,” I tell her; she gives me a sassy wink and blasts another witch into a wall. I round a corner finding a wall of vampires. I summon several of my pack to help us take them out. Mazelina doesn’t have much time. Three Lions and four hyenas come roaring and cackling—the vampires blanch at the sight of pure white hyenas. “Abominations!” one hisses. “Goddess creation.” I grin as they attack the vampires; as they’re distracted, Sally and I race around them to the stairs down to the bottom floor.

“The prophecy my father spoke of from the oracle. Roni would be the end of vampires. How? It does not make sense that one human, wolf, or child of the fallen, would be able to accomplish something so tragic.” “Unless you just gave yourself the answer. Roni isn’t just one of those things. She is all of them. She is half human, a child of the fallen, who is now a wolf. Veronica is at the heart of all things in the shadows. If she wanted, she could damn us all with her next breath.” Rose replied almost joking. “But she hasn’t. And she will not. Veronica Slopper is not prejudice against other species. She has the most open heart of anyone. The oracle could be wrong.” I said defensively.

As I watched them, I thought about how things changed since my mom became the vampire queen. Originally, male vampires were all hunters or drones who travelled into the human realm to mark possible future bodies for the vampire queen. Sharra gave them a portion of her magic so they could walk in the sunlight. They could only be killed by removing the heart. With female vampires or workers, they could be killed more easily by either the sun or a stake through the heart.

Ali then speaks up, “Em, Vampups don’t like anyone touching them except for their parents until they are at least a year old… If anyone tries to touch them they scream and won't stop until they are back in their mother's arms… The only one that can touch a Vampup is a Royal's true beloved and the true Queen of their kingdom.”

I knew the guys had questions and figured this was as good of a time as any to answer them. “I thougtn vampires needed to feed every day,” Kyran said. “Vampires, like wolves, have what I guess would be considered ranks. We have Royals, pure vampires, normal vampires or half-breeds with one human parent, human vampires, which means that they carry the vampire gene but have no idea they are vampires; the turned ones are the humans who have been turned, and the failed ones that never entirely changed and cause havoc within the world.” I tell them.

“He’s with us.” “What’s wrong with him?” “Nothing. He was feeding on horses that’s all.” “And why was a human feeding on living horses?” “He’s a vampire, not a human.” The woman looked at her men questioningly. They either shook their heads or shrugged. Turning to Monica she cocked her head to one side and asked, “He’s a what?” “A vampire!” “I’m not deaf, I heard what you said. What I meant was what is a vampire?” “How can a Kelorian-human not know what a vampire is?” I asked.

the pet master responded, looking very pleased with himself, "It was quite entertaining really. Shut her up nice and quick." The man's brow furrowed, but only for a second. "Age?" he asked. My eyes widened in surprise. He was actually considering buying me. "Seventeen." "Who was her breeder?" he followed up. Breeders. The vampires who took in the slaves and pets that couldn't perform their duties. The ones that forced them to conceive a few children before taking the child and killing the parents for their blood. The whole process made me want to curl up in a ball and cry.

Those three are terrifying! Sir Darenn looks puzzled when I look at him. What about Sir Darenn? Is he similar to them? Is he also a monster? Is the child in front of me a monster as well? I gulped, and my entire body trembled in fear; they're vampires, not humans. They're bloodthirsty monsters who are terrified of the sun. That's why the mansion is so dark, and they only leave at sunset. Once again, I see the child slowly approaching me; he's debating whether or not to approach me, and he's about to cry, but he suddenly runs up to me, and I was surprised when he hugged me tightly.