Vampire Romance Books Young Adults Novels & Stories

The enemy vampire wasn’t that lucky – he let out a high-pitched scream, and before their eyes the vampire’s magical veneer simply evaporated. A young vampire stood in his place – he was no older than a year or two, and must have been a teenager when he was transformed. A young man and a young vampire…easy to manipulate. His dark brown eyes flashing in fear – he turned to run, but Declan was on him before he could get away.

Slipping on some shorts and a tank top, I grab my notebook and a pen and headed over to the window, deciding to write to my mother again, ‘Hey Mom, it’s my eighteenth birthday. One more year and then I’ll find my mate, but I’m not sure how that will work because I’m engaged; I’m engaged to the vampire prince… Everyone tells me that the match is mandatory, but what am I supposed to do? What will my mate think of me being with a vampire?’ I sighed and looked at the diamond, ‘At least he has good taste in jewelry. The ring is gorgeous.’ I doodled a picture of the ring in great detail, ‘Anyways, it’s late, I’m going to go to bed, I love you, Mom and I miss you.’ After I closed the notebook, I cr

It felt more like his own mind had clouded because of my scent and was merely acting out of lustful nature rather than love. "Sex? Sharing blood? There are a few ways, some have certain rituals... werewolves mark one another during sex, for example. Vampires being undead, usually share blood, it depends on who you pick. You seem to have a surplus of choices in there," he thumbed behind us to the hotel but we both knew they were not who I wanted. "Where is he?" I asked, face flushing deeply. My grandfather smiled in amusement. "Probably around the alleyways here somewhere, look for a pile of dazed people, I imagine he is starving right now."

Dear Diary, From the very first day I became a vampire, I hated my life and I always thought that God was punishing me for still choosing to work in the tavern even though he did not like it. I stayed in that empty cave alone with nowhere to go after leaving the town. During those lonely days it felt as if death would have been a better option, because there was nothing happy or interesting about life anymore. Until my sister, Dana found me. I call her my sister because from the very first day I met her, that is all she has been to me. She gave me a home with a nice big room, she gave me comfort, she gave me love, and she took me on so many wonderful adventures. It was on one of our adventur

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SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

I add. She smiles up at me, “I love you too Troy and I don’t want to leave you either but duty calls.” I sigh, “Can we at least stop fighting and go back to bed.” She laughs, “Troy that wasn’t a fight, I was just giving you space to think and I also did a little digging about Zane’s uh problem.” She takes my hand and leads me to a seat. I frown wondering what exactly she means by digging. “Harper and I went to the library yesterday and found a book on Vladimir, it tells the story of how he became a Vampire annnnd about his four loyal soldiers.” She looks at me to make sure I’m following.

The confident, snarky girl who had competed for prom queen just twenty four hours ago felt completely dead. The heavy brass doors swung inward, and we were ushered into the heart of the council room. A massive circular table dominated the space, surrounded by elders whose faces were etched with deep lines and cold gravity. At the center sat the Head Guardian, her dark eyes gleaming under the torchlight like polished coal. The silence in the room was deafening. "So, about the vampire, Rose..." the Head Guardian began, her voice cutting through the quiet like a blade. She leaned forward, resting her elegant chin on her interlaced fingers.

another girl asked. “In the traditional vampire wedding,” Polly explained, “the bride wears black, and her bridesmaids wear white. But would you like a pure white, or an off-white? Or some other color altogether?” “And what about your groom?” asked another girl. “And his groomsmen? In most vampire weddings, they wear black velvet robes, with high collars, and a white satin shirt, with studs and cuffs. But do you want a different color scheme? And do you want him dressed differently than the others?”

I just woke up one day with a handsome vampire by my side, offering me a contract marriage. I knew it was like being courted by the devil, yet like a foolish lamb who laid herself on the sacrificial table, I reached for his hand, not knowing that it would consume my reckless heart. ******