Vampire Romance Novels Novels & Stories

He was too lenient in tormenting me, unlike what he did to Danrious. Perhaps he's so furious with Kaelyn because she's Tita Rose's daughter from his first marriage. I walked down the hallway, carrying the books I borrowed from the library. The final exams are approaching, and even though I might be a vampire, I still need to study to interact with people. I looked at my arm, which was growing pale, with my green and violet veins prominently visible. Glancing at the clock as I passed by, I realized it was already morning, and I needed to hurry home.

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

He enlightened her. "Breed? There are breeds? Aren't you all the same?" Adrianna was dumbfounded to know that vampires have different breeds. He got up and went to grab a book from his shelves, and hand a heavy book to Adrianna. "This will help you because I am not good at explaining things and facts." Said Alaric. Her palms touched the cover of the book which looked antique and royal. She read the title 'Vamoose', called Vampire in latin. "You didn't tell me you have kids." Alaric asked her.

"Come with me, Miss Mayhem. It's not safe forYouhere." She flinched. "Stay away from me. I—I know where you sleep." Coffins, vampires slept in coffins. He frowned. "Now, give me that glass. I'll go to the kitchen for some real food." Real food? Then, what was this? Aya lifted her wineglass and sniffed. Blood! With a yelp, she threw the glass to the side. It shattered on the floor, splattering blood everywhere. A woman screeched. "Look what you did! Bloodstains on my new white gown. Why, you—" She glared at Aya and hissed.

Sol told me, "He'd sooner see the country burn than anything happen to her." I nodded my head and turned my focus onto the meal in front of me. "Ah, I know it. Vampires and their possessiveness." "Possessiveness?" Sol questioned with a laugh. "You know that...." I waved the spatula in the air to try and organize my statement correctly, "There are always some pure-blooded vampires. I can't name it exactly. Maybe it's a sort of desire to possess something or someone." "Do you mean to protect?" Sol offered, but I shook my head.

Without thinking, our lips crash together. The kiss is like fire—intense, ferocious. His mouth claims mine with the urgency of someone who’s been starved for far too long. Our tongues tangle together, deep, slow, desperate. I gasp against him, every nerve in my body screaming for more. The feeling consumes me. My fangs press forward, sharp and aching, my vampire instincts clawing their way to the surface. Damon groans into my mouth, his body stiffening as if fighting something deep inside. I feel it—the wolf inside him, fighting for control. Fighting to take over. His breath is ragged when he whispers against my lips, his voice rough with desire.

When he made his way through the door, he felt his heart stop beating. Willow was snuggled under the covers with the Vampire Karmina had told him about. They shared kisses and smiles as if they had been lovers forever. Roy watched as her eyes softened as she gazed at the man beside her. Her hand caressed his cheek, her thumb running across his lips. The Vampire's eyes swirled red and gold, his fangs growing slightly as he nicks her thumb. She let out a soft gasp as a drop of blood oozed out of the tiny wound and the Vampire licked it before kissing her again. His vision quickly retracted, his heart thundering in his chest as his mind was returned back to his home. The window he was gazing th

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I almost felt bad that the knife I kept under my pillow was of little use. Even as I read through the pages, I couldn't find anything about vampires being psychic. Apart from having incredible strength, speed, and immortality, they seemed just like any other person. Well, except that they disliked sunlight—but even that was something they were adapting to. I closed the book and put it away. my stomach grumbled slightly, reminding me that I haven't eaten, but I didn't want to go downstairs either, in fear that I would run into Silas. I lay on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Eventually, I grew drowsy and then fell asleep.

“Is that what you do?” “Sure do.” “Shut up,” she said, delighted at this tidbit of information. “What kind?” “Oh, military romance, all the way. Some romantic suspense, maybe the occasional paranormal romance.” She laughed aloud. “Vampires?” “Nope. Shifters. I’m very partial to wolves. Shape-shifting, growling wolves that move in packs.” “Shut up,” she said again. “OK, no. I’m totally lying. I’ve never read a racy romance in the whole of my life. But I had you going for a minute there, huh?”