Vampire Ponies Novels & Stories

They were different in that the one had blue eyes and dark brown hair and the other had dark brown eyes and lighter brown hair, but their facial features were exactly the same, freakishly so. All of Haydon's friends were quite friendly and not what I expected, and they also didn't really care that I was a Hunter. They actually contrasted a lot to Haydon who I had discovered was the mysterious, brooding leader of the group. In fact, I found myself taking a strange liking to them. Maybe it was because I hadn't really been exposed to enough. I mean the only vampires I knew were our school vegetarians who looked too dead and drained most of the time for me to actually even acknowledge that they

There where several nomadic vampires writhing in agony, cuts were on their chest that did not heal as they should have been. "What is that torture, Blair!" Blair slapped Sarin awake as I turned to look into her face. "That doe was drained off the blood which the vampires drink." Blair started Sarin looked outside and gave a heavy sigh, "Oh, the Doe Tie training. The witches supply a single doe tied to all the nomadic vampires. The nomads each cut and fill a small cup of blood to drink. They then feel the same pain as the deer. It's teaching them control over hunger." Sarin finished explaining moving to the closet in the bathroom. Blair opened the doors out to the balcony.

"How can you stand there and say that when you are the one who's seducing a monster?" "First of all, I am NOT seducing anyone! Secondly, you do not know him. I do, and I can say that you are far bigger of a monster than he will ever be!" "Never! All vampires are monsters and no amount of time will ever change that! They are evil beings who deserve to be slaughtered." "Oh my God! Why are you so stubborn and stuck in your ways that you can't wrap your tiny little peanut-sized brain around the fact that they are still people and not all of them are the same?"

Everything is amusing to her as if her life has turned into a circus in one snap and creatures like Raverine are acting like clowns. All the blood, sweat, and years she spent in military training with Pox and her experience as a paramilitary reserved troop was almost a waste of human energy because surprise, surprise… the greatest enemy of this country is not merely a human possessed with Satan’s ideas to ruin humanity but vampires and their thirsts for freaking human blood like in the books. Vampires... that are human-looking creatures with poisonous fangs.

Finally, she replied softly: - They are special gatekeepers. They are puppets made by the Silver Cross Guild, can smell the vampire smell - the Yeg smell, and also have great fighting ability. Hmm… That's all I know… Well, their claws can secrete some kind of poison, which eats away at vampires' bodies, and that kind of wound can't even be healed. If you have a fight with them in the future, you have to be careful! Selina lowered her eyes slightly, her ash-gray eyes flickering with brooding.

With help from strangers who answered their questions, they got to the base of the mountain. There were lots of other students—some witches, some wolves. In their world, there were four main supernatural types: Wolves, vampires, witches, and elves. But because of a past fight, they had split into two sides. Witches and wolves were one group (though they lived apart), and elves and vampires were another. So it was a big surprise when some elves and vampires showed up at the top of the mountain. “If witches can be in the Luna Calvary, why not elves and vampires? Don’t we all want peace?” a female elf said.

Squeaking swallows chased whirring dragonflies in a dance of life and death. A neon-blue ribbon of the river ran through the center of the meadow. The song of the river was very gentle as it went plinking and tinkling over the gravel bed. "Vasilios, how were vampires formed?" Rhiannon asked. He put aside the tuft of grass he was playing with. "They are cursed just like us. Long ago a sorcerer summoned a demon for whatever purpose he aimed for. However, this demon was a blood-drinking evil spirit who imbibed with the dead and made them into blood-sucking immortals."

Lahni said, coming up shooting burning arrows right next to my head. “Hey man that’s my fucking head.” “Shit you wanted that motha fucka to bite you? Because them motha fuckas mouths look rotten. Like how your damn whole mouth green on the inside. Why the fuck can’t these evil motha fuckas make pretty unicorns that fart deadly glitter. But nnnooooo they want to make Vampmons. They making sure we don’t sleep for the next year or two.” Lahni said, as she shot a fire arrow at a Vampmon’s head. “What the fuck is a Vampmon Lahni?” I asked as I shot a Vampmon in the chest, damnit! Now I’m calling them that. “It’s a vampire/demon duh. “How the hell you got a fire arrows? How yall got upgrades and

I said genuinely, "that's interesting. I'd never heard of an organization that integrated all three subcategories of people before. Do they all… You know…" Sol raised his brow in question. "Know about vampires?" I nodded as he finished my question. He shook his head, "Some do. Only those who have direct relationships with vampires themselves, such as husbands, wives, and lovers. But the majority of them… No. It's safer that way for everyone." I nodded my head in understanding. "That is the business. If you can get the job done, it doesn't matter what race or species you belong to." I agreed.

“And the vampires? How do they fit into all of this?” “The vampire kingdom is a paradox,” Luna says, her tone softening slightly. “They have embraced something the werewolves have abandoned: unity. They allow mates of different species to bond, to live freely among them. It has created a society where strength is not measured by dominance but by connection.” “That doesn’t sound so bad,” I mutter. “Why the war, then?”