Vampire Rosario Novels & Stories

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.

She worriedly watched as Rio asked the question. "I will do it for you. That way, you won't stain your hands with blood." Rio assured her. Gina spat out blood. Her stomach was an eyesore, as her innards were visible for all to see. "Go and fuck yourself." Rio smiled, like she wasn't going to kill Gina the next minute. "Oh, I will fuck something later." She averted her gaze from Liam, who was busy controlling himself. The rest of the vampires were following his lead. It was then that Rio realised that she must get this over with. She wasted no time in stamping her powerful limb on Gina's battered head. Her brains splattered over the grass in the field. One down. One to go.

He shut his eyes, not wishing to see the monster I was. "Look at me!" I growled, morphing back to human. He needed to trust me first. When he opened his eyes I put him down, maintained social distance and wiped the blood from my mouth with the back of my hand, flashed a warm friendly smile, "am a newly turned vampire, I don't want to kill anyone, so I choose to drink blood without harming innocent people like you doctor. So, here is what we are going to do!" I moved toward him in a blink of an eye. Compulsion was the best way out, "you are going to get me twenty bags of blood in the trash can outside the exit. Forget I was here!" He shut his eyes for a minute, and when he opened them, I had

Lila stood guard, her scarred arm limp, flare gun spent, her face raw with Etienne’s ghost, but her stance a soldier’s, ready. The vein moved. Not pulsed. It wrote, threading across my collarbone, scripting new lines in my hand: ROSA VASQUEZ: THE NEW BLOOD. The letters seared, burning my skin, and I gasped, a sound that was half-laugh, half-scream, my hands clawing at my chest as if I could hack it out like a bad line of code. “Rosa!” Elena’s voice was a blade, sharp with love. “Fight it!”

If she could just find a way out…. A loud click. She spun. The door behind her creaked open. Not the hallway door. The panel behind the bookcase. A man stepped through the narrow passageway, dark curls damp with sweat, a gun in one hand, blood on the other. His shirt clung to his sculpted torso, open down to the middle of his chest, smeared with soot. But it was his eyes, those ice-blue eyes that rooted her to the floor. Alonso.

His understanding of English was good at least, Greyson relaxes a little, trusting Rosie’s judgement but still wanting to be cautious, “Yes, I’m a vampire, I come from The Veil in Italy. Corrupt members are coming here to harm your Queen; I wish to stop them. You should not trust me, or any strange people, this is wise. But I will not harm you.” Greyson moves around closer to Seb, but stays back, giving him room to move if he needs it, he whispers to Seb,

“It is too dark for me, especially for someone like me who prefers the opposite.” “That must be pretty hard living with.” She inhales sharply. “I do the opposite of everything. I let animals free during hunting, I don't like drinking blood, and I hate attending the gothic parties. I could on and on.” “I'm so sorry you have to live with this, but trust we are not much different. I just discovered I'm a vampire with a very bad blood lust and so much more I'm yet to comprehend.” We walked to the windows at the end of the hallway, looking out at the village. We watch outside in silence for a bit.

The kiss deepened, slow and tender at first, then hungry as weeks of unspoken longing ignited between them. When they finally parted, Junie pressed her forehead to his. “No matter what happens tomorrow… I’m with you, Rio Valentine.” “Always?” he asked softly. “Always.” The next night. Far off in the swamp, a line of torches appeared—Odessa and Claude returning with dozens of figures. Vampires of all kinds, ancient exiles with rune-tattooed skin, wild-eyed bayou predators, sleek city-dwellers with jeweled blades. Odessa strode into the camp, her dark gaze locking on Rio and Junie.

She asked me. “Nope, never met the guy.” I winked at her and proceeded to pay. Rose’s POV I woke up in an unfamiliar room. Slowly memories of last night started to surface. He’s a …vampire? How is that possible? And how am I some kind of hybrid? I need answers. I shimmied out of bed and padded to the bathroom. Let’s see, the room is filled with woman’s beauty products. I checked the closet which was also filled with clothes that were my size. Maybe he was telling the truth about me being his girlfriend? I just can’t believe that not only am I with someone that gorgeous but I lost my parents. Mom…. Dad ….. I can’t believe you’re really gone. I decided to take a shower to try to rejuvenate mys

Then I left. I went to my bedroom to see if Rose was still fast asleep. No, not my room. It was our room. I loved the sound of that. She looked so peaceful in her sleep as if she had no cares in the world. I got into bed and watched her sleep. Unlike the rumors, Vampires needed sleep, but not as much as humans did. I thought about everything that happened to her and felt bad. I hated that she had gone through so much pain. I hated how her father treated her. Worst of all. I hated that I also hurt her. All I knew was that I was going to make sure she never got hurt by anyone again.