Vampire's Heart Novels & Stories

So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.

He understood the endless loneliness of a vampire and he did not want to create an innocent creature so that his child would suffer the same situation as him. Besides, he also has no right to prohibit Aurora's motherhood if he accepts to be her boyfriend and her husband. Even though he's a vampire, his heart is no different from a human's. It's not like he can fall in love with another woman after a hundred years have passed. If that happens, it's just a rare thing. At the same time, in the old forest, Maris was also lying on a tree branch, immersed in the rain. Every time she lay in the rain, the torment in her heart eased a little.

Catrina gingerly took her hand away from his hold and tugging a strand of her hair behind her ear. " Well not all vampires have a heart that beats” said Rudolf looking at her attentively picking every detail of hers. " Huh" she asks confused. “ What I mean to say is not all vampires are like that, as in there are pure-blooded vampires and transformed vampires. Pure vampires are vampires like me who were born as vampires and these vampires have a beating heart and transformed vampires are vampires who were turned, as in humans who were made vampires. These categories of vampires don't have a beating heart, as they are killed after drinking our blood.” Explained Rudolf.

The vampire laughed, completely distracted. Kaynon came out of no where from behind the unexpecting undead. Rolling his head from his shoulders. Ripping his arms off before they landed on the ground in a heap of flying flesh and spurting blood. Tufts of tan fur flew passed Cilyna's head. With the body dismembered, once again, Kaynon limped to the chest of the creature. He shoved his snout through the ribs and passed the lungs to the heart. He pulled it out, shifted into his human form and set the heart on fire, ignoring the ramblings of the vampire's severed head. Once in flames, the body began to turn to dust while the beast was screaming. "For a vampire as old as this one was, you set the

Garlic has no effect on Vampires. Vampires can be killed by mutilation of the heart, decapitation, being branded by a holy item, or caught in sunlight. Other things that would normally cause pain to humans would also cause pain to Vampires—maybe even more so because where humans might die, Vampires continue to experience pain until they heal.

As innocent as a hunter’s adolescence could be, anyway. The vampire lurched towards me, his canines distended far below his lips and bared in a gruesome snarl. His dark face was scarred, the white lines stark against his brown skin, and I sidestepped his attack neatly. My boots crushed more glass beneath my feet, and then I was spinning through the air, swinging back towards the old lady vampire and retrieving my stake. In one clean, swift movement I yanked it free, and rammed it through the scarred vampire’s heart.

Aster: Aster woke violently. Limbs flailing wildly, heart hammering, she bit back a scream just in time. She dreamed about the dead vampires, their bodies sizzling and slowly decomposing in the sun. She walked between them, turning them over one at a time. Each of them was someone she knew and loved – her family, slowly melting away to nothing.

He was dealing with a true-blooded Vampire, the rightful heir of the Vampire kingdom and dark empire. He didn't even have time to scream before I ripped his throat out and sunk my hand into his chest. Black Blood oozed from the gaping hole, his heart still beating as I ripped it from his body. He dropped to the ground, his red eyes wide with shock. I tossed the heart beside him crushing it under my boot. I leaned over him, my face an inch from his. "Long live the king." I spat, ripping his head off his body and making my way to the castle.

It's almost stronger than the scent of their sex. Naham lies with his ear pressed against his mate's chest, listening to his heart beating. He used to think vampire’s didn't have a heart. Maybe his captors didn't, but the vampire lying under him does. The sound of his heart beating is soothing. The Omega looks up to see blue eyes staring back at him. His heart flutters, and he feels his Dragon come forward, peering out his eyes at their mate.

Knox grabbed the neck of the vampire who was already up in the air and trying to get out of Knox's grip. I was surprised when Knox slowly placed his hand on the vampire's chest causing it to struggle even more. My eyes widened when Knox push his hand inside the vampire's chest and violently grabbed his heart. I covered my mouth because of that. He's brutal and dangerous. I don't know why my hair on my nape went up a bit when the vampire turned to ash and Knox faced us with a grin as he held the vampire's heart in his left hand. It was still bleeding. I feel like I want to throw up.