Vampire Reads Novels & Stories

Feeling amazed that the Alpha will read something like this, especially knowing that most wolves hate vampires for its history. As Brianna began to slowly crouch and check more, finding other books that are similar to Twilight, like vampire club, vampire moon, and other things, suddenly Brianna felt a sudden wind behind her. ‘A wind?’ she muttered, automatically turning around to find no source as the room had no window. There’s just an old bookcase with a creepy vibe behind her.

And further. The eyes, tinted with a scarlet haze, opened, looking at their victim. Long black hair enveloped the dying man, its tips falling to the ground, resembling spider legs. Thin fingers dug into the base of the shoulder even harder, tearing the skin and muscles. The innocent victim arched, rolling her eyes and wheezing. I no longer had the strength to scream. The vampire groaned contentedly, feeling the last crumbs of life flowing out of the fragile human body.

Structured paragraphs, with the specific voice of someone who knew how to write and had written with the full capacity of that knowledge, all of it directed at a subject I had been living inside for months. Vampires. What they were. What they did. How they moved among humans. How they hid. And then the specific details. Not invented, not generalised. Things I knew. Things I had only learned by being close to one specific person for one specific period of months. Last name only. But the last name was there. “Rydan…” I started. “I saw it,” he said. His voice had gone quiet in the way that was worse than loud. “Read it yourself. Go on.”

Nina made sure that her father was not aware because if he found out, he would stop them from leaving on their own. Slamming a book against the desk, Amaya groaned as she flipped pages and pages. She wished that she would find out anything related to the cure for vampirism in any of the long history books in their home. “I have searched almost all the books there and I have a lead,” Hadrian professed. “Being a vampire makes me read stuff faster.” “You have a lead and I have been struggling to find a clue in one of these old rusty books.” He could read the frustration written on her face.

The knowledge that would make me understand the enemy and their ways. Nonetheless, I have the chance now, and I intend to utilize it to the maximum. I chose two books. One on witches and the other on vampires. Just as I was about to get comfortable and commence reading. Another book caught my fancy. It is the title that piques my interest and I feel drawn to it. Witches And Vampire Alliances. It is written in bloody red ink and it feels spooky. Nonetheless, I choose to start by reading this particular book. First, I take a look at the table of contents and skip to the chapters of interest. What I discover renders me speechless.

I was a common vampire and having 3 deadly combo at once could kill me. "You once tried reading through me when you saw my dark aura!! And here you are too weak to even read through me. But all I could hear you say is beg for another chance." He groaned. "Promise me, you will keep no more secret onward!!" He mumbled. Who really is he? How could he read through me?? "Yes!! I am a vampire as well. But for now, let's think of saving you. Bite my lips!!" He commanded as he descended low as he kissed me and I never hesitated biting his lips because I really needed to stay alive and someday avenge the death of my father.

"You seem to be knowledgeable about things. For a normal human to calmly confront a vampire like this, you must be someone who has a collection of journals in her room to secretly learn about non-human creatures. And you must have already encountered one in the past that triggered your crazy obsession." Her forehead creased. "How did you know that?" "It was a guess." She was surprised. He wasn't only sharp but he could see through people without a sweat. "So it's really true? That you are a vampire?" Without him answering her verbally, he looked at him and his eyes that were sea-green turned to bright red. "A pureblooded vampire," she blurted. She had read that the pureblooded vampires had t

Books and more books, is all that seems what my life has become. Ughh! I have read sooo many scriptures about vampires that at times the words on the pages, turn into one big jumbled up mess as I'm reading. I've gone as far fetched as reading stories about them having glow in the dark fangs. Even searching through the internet. I clicked on anything my browser popped up with that had the word vampires in it. All this reading and searching seems futile.

EPISODE 3 I do not need much sleep, two hours at most, which I usually take when the sun is at its brightest. Sunlight does affect me, although it is not the mortal enemy Bram Stoker imagined in his tale of Count Dracula. I read the novel Dracula when it first came out, in ten minutes. I have a photographic memory with a hundred percent comprehension. I found the book delicious. Unknown to Mr. Stoker, he got to meet a real vampire when I paid him a visit one dreary English evening in the year 1899. I was very sweet to him. I asked him to autograph my book and gave him a big kiss before I left. I almost drank some of his blood, I was tempted, but I thought it would have ruined any chance he w

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl