Vampire Puppy Novels & Stories

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

Vastria knelt and took the net off the pup on the ground. The pup remained still. She rubbed the pup’s head to get its attention. Soon as she laid her hand on the pup’s head, the pup bit her arm. Blood spilled as the pup growled staring at Vastria shaking with fear. “Lady Vastria!” Elcid ran over to help. Vastria raised her other hand to stop her. She stared at the pup wincing as the pup growled holding onto her bleeding arm. “It is okay now. The vampires are gone. It is time to get you back to your family.”

Ashford stopped drinking from the blood bag. “You can't classify her as a little pup.” Frowning, Bartram stared at him. “A werewolf child is called a pup. No matter what she is, as long as she is a werewolf's child, She is a pup.” His gaze falling, Ashford suppressed all the urge to argue.

There was still good in the world, and the war had not destroyed most of what we held dear. The couple were deeply in love, and they’d been ecstatic about showing off their new home, with their lovely little back yard and their new puppy. After the reception, the bride had asked me and Mathilda if we’d be interested in meeting the pup they’d affectionately named Betty. Of course we agreed—it was a puppy, after all. But as we followed the bride to the back yard, we walked out to pure carnage. The tiny, fluffy, white maltese had been torn apart—blood staining her lovely coat, and her intestines spilling out onto the polished lawn. Two vampires leaned over her body, their faces buried in her bl

Storm warned. “Uh... I would never.” Tia scoffed. “Please just walk there.” Storm sighed. “Fine, let’s go wolf boy and girl.” Tia said. Spencer and Aleya chuckled and showed Tiamat to the nursery, “and actually, I am a vampire.” Aleya said with a smile. “Oooooooo, a wolf and a vampire, that will be one beautiful little pup? What do you call a baby vampire?” Tia asked with a raised brow. “A little wolfpire? Oooohhhh, I love it!”

Samantha is sitting on her bed, wondering when she got pregnant, at the hospital the doctor stated she was halfway through her pregnancy. She thought maybe she could pinpoint who the father might be. A she-wolfs pregnancy was 3-months. She was racking her brain as her babies could be anybody's child. She has had too many sexual encounters. What she did not realize is when a vampire gets someone pregnant, it is only a 2-month pregnancy. Vampires cannot conceive of vampires. They can conceive of any other species. Samantha was ruling Vlad out not knowing that piece of information. But they were indeed Vlad's pups.

Among them, one individual stood out above the rest – Athdal, a young hybrid of vampire and werewolf blood. Athdal was a rare breed, born of a forbidden union between a vampire and a werewolf. His very existence defied the laws of nature, making him a target for both his own kind and those who sought to maintain the status quo. Yet, despite the dangers that surrounded him, Athdal had managed to carve out a life for himself in Orleana. He was the leader of a pack of hybrids, a group of individuals who, like him, bore the traits of both vampires and werewolves.

‘What does a vampire smell like,” Xander asks. Pete steps forward, “It’s difficult to describe really. It’s almost sweet but a bad sweet.” Willow chuckles at Pete’s description, “Have you ever smelled hot antifreeze when your car overheats? That is what it smells like. It’s sickly sweet.” Pete nods in agreement with her as Xander looks like he just met Wonder Woman. “Is there anything else?” I ask. Her face fell and she nodded her head, “Jane Doe was pregnant. It was too early on for Charles to pick up on it, but she was definitely carrying a wolf pup.”

he said in a hoarse voice and everyone tensed up as he spoke "There was a huge news before, a new born Vampire, a child with great power is born in a wild forest up north, his parents were killed by a lone rouge, bloodshot eyes, merciless but luckily, they hid the child underneath them, He didn't notice the child nor it made no noise." "Vampires has the ability to grow faster, in just an hour, the baby turn at 1. Then in just a few days, it will grow till like 12years old. At that day, he saw his parents lying in the forest ground, lifeless. The grudge in his heart made him feral, angrier as he thinks back of what he witness when he was still a child. And that stuck in his head thinking that

When he was sure that nothing was out of place, he advanced to one of the cages. After he had returned from Alijah's home with the cotton stained with the black blood of the injured man, he had brought the cotton over and extracted the blood into a secured tube. Of course, since he was suspicious of the injured man, he had injected some of the blood into one of the experiment puppies. If the man was a vampire as he suspected, Evan was sure that the puppy would portray some of the traits of vampires. "Hello there, little puppy." He greeted the little animal.