Vampire's Heart Novels & Stories

If I'm lucky, I'll be free by the end of the night. Taking the first step toward my destruction, I grin and move my hips in time with the slow music in the background. Vladimir swallows, his Adam's apple bobbles in his throat. The vampire's eyes focus on the crook of my neck as I stop directly in front of him. I place my palm on his chest, guide my fingertips down to his abdominal muscles, a corner of my lip twitches in disgust. When he closes his eyes, I take the opportunity to plunge the key directly into his heart, smiling as his eyes shoot open and he looks down at me in horror. "Are you still convinced I don't have the key to your heart?" I ask, grab him by the collar, and pull him clos

He tosses it to the ground, cleaning the blood off his dagger on his coat. “Now let's work on your blood lust.” He signals for me to follow. In the center of what seems to be a mapped-out area. He directs me. “Sit. Blood lust happens to every newly turned vampire, as you may have read in books or novels.” His mood changes, he is serious, he is in for business. As he explains, I'm barely at attention. My eyes betraying me, I admire his physique, every curve of his biceps, and the way his chiseled chest is still visible under his clothes.

said Demian sadly as he gently stroked Shada's brown hair. Shada just grimaced awkwardly. Who wouldn't be surprised if a man─who is not your lover─suddenly strokes the top of your hair. Even though the man had been desperate to kiss Shada's forehead earlier. It turns out that vampires were created to improve the performance of the human heart too. Thought Shada whose breath was still caught in her throat. "Who is it?" asked Shada without being able to hold back. "What is it?" Demian paused, then pulled his hand back.

Going on a killing spree can not bring back his heart in a whole again. All he ever wanted since the death of his parents is to rule his people right.After all,his father was highly adored by the vampires but the moment he confessed to loving a werewolf,he lost everything. If they could disown their own then who was he that they could not do the same? He wasn't even in love with the werewolf and he was already losing everything.

"Yes! Kill her, my bloodthirsty little servant!" "Give her to me!" She could only turn to stare up at Nicholas again, her vision blurring and distorting as her head continued to swim. Battling between reality and unconsciousness. The vampire simply stared her down. Gazing at her drained and almost lifeless expression. Hearing those sluggish and slowing heartbeats. Her wheezing breaths. There was so much blood pooling somewhere close by. He could feel the potent scent of it. Its mouthwatering aroma. He wanted to slurp it. Lick every last single drop of it. It smelled so incredibly delicious. Unlike anything he'd ever smelt before.

He follows my gaze, eyes landing on the very one that tried to forcefully take my blood. “So that’s him. Perfect. Close your eyes, please.” Of course, I don’t heed his words. Only a crazy person would listen to that. Doesn’t he know that only entices someone to do the opposite? Without muttering another word, he’s gone in a blur, and before I can blink, suddenly there’s a hole in the vampire’s chest where his heart should be. The missing heart has somehow made its way into Demetrius’ now bloody hand. That’s disgusting. This time I do blink, and now he’s back at my side guarding me as if he never left.

“What is wrong with her?” “She had a vision. She had a vision like mine because this is how she was at the end of my vision.” He listened to her heart and found her erratic. He slit his wrist with his nail and gave her a sip of his blood on her red lips. She slowly took it in, and her eyes fluttered open after a few minutes. Alex was shocked that Dom gave his blood to her. This was not something he could say he ever did for anyone before, well alone a vampire.

She stilled. Her heart hammered frantically in her chest. How was he alive?! She'd severed his head with a blade forged with the energy of sunlight! No vampire alive could survive that. The moment she tried to turn back she felt a grip on both her arms when he pulled her back into the curve of his cold rigid body, "Goodbye, bug." He purred. With that, she felt strong menacing jaws clamp down on her shoulders. She let out a high pitched screech when the bite burned into her body like hot lava.

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