Vampire's Love Novels & Stories

The craving to be loved is a desire that every mortal, and believe me when I say, that every Vampire does have. Now how do you love? You love with your heart and your head, your instinct and your experience. Should you lack any of these, there shall always be another way; you shall find a way to complete that perfect love that dreams and fantasy are made of. If you do not live with wanting that fairytale ending for yourself, then what is it worth dreaming for in the first place.

"No, no. I didn't say that. Kang was turned, but he wasn't turned by me or my friends. He was turned by the dead ones" "What?" "We have all become vampires through one circumstance or the other, but we are different in a certain way. Newly turned vampires are called Newborns. Then, there are the dead ones. These vampires are the ones that have completely given in to their thirst of blood, such that they have become slaves to it. The third kind of vampires are referred to as the golden ones or the royals. There are only a few of us left. Royals have lived for centuries and are the oldest kinds of vampires. We still need blood to survive, but our thirst do not control us"

A chilling shiver went up her back. Her heartbeat accelerated thumping like a war drum in her temples as it traveled down her spine. She whirled around again looking from one suspicious shadow to another and around the alley. nothing. Nothing at all. However the instinct that had prompted her to accelerate her pace a few minutes before was now yelling in the back of her mind alerting her to the fact that she was not alone. She called her voice more firm than she had imagined Whos there?. Even from a drunk or a thief she nearly hoped for a response—something concrete to face. However the wind was the only one to respond a high-pitched whistle that seemed to mock her boldness. Her cotton glove

"She is a new vampire. She only wants blood and in this state, she wouldn't care if you are her friend or not she will kill you faster than you can say the word friendship." I started tearing up. I knew he was telling the truth. I knew how dangerous vampires were but this was Gina and a part of me still wanted to believe she would be the same even though a vampire. "Love," he sighed. "Fuck," he ran a hand through his hair, "Listen, don't cry," he said taking a step towards me and that just made me want to cry more. "Fine, I'll take you to her." I looked up at him expectantly. "But after this dreadful sun disappears."

The anger in Ragnor's eyes was long gone, replaced with love and need for her. "Clara, my love, believe me when I say, you are the only woman I love and would love for the rest of my life. Vampires are incapable of love because we are dead beings, but I am different. So I fell in love. I fell in love with you and only you. I can't love or be with another," Ragnor explained. Clara stared at him not saying anything. He placed his hand on the side of her cheeks and rubbed her cheeks with his thumb affectionately.

It was 5:30pm when I finished all my work, I cleared the rest of my desk, took my bag and handed down the elevator to the underground garage where my car was parked. "Take me back, I'm in love with you" a lady's voice echoed in the narrow passage of the underground garage, I was on my way towards my parked car when I heard, a lady's voice crying out. "You love me? " I heard a deep husky voice and I immediately recongised it. The voice sounded so intimidating, his voice was cold and heartless. "Babe" The lady said again "I love you Axel with all my heart" "You have never called me babe before, so stop trying to sound all romantic" Axel stated, his eyes glaring straight at the lady.

Alexis turned and joined me in the living room where he stood with his hands clasped behind him. I shook my head. "Oh, Alexis, this is trouble," I said as I looked at Monica, my progeny, my child, my friend. "Why me? Why is my vampire so different from everyone else's?" I drew others to me as if I was a pot of honey swarmed by bees. "You have unintentionally bonded with a great many people. Bonds represent the type of love that is … difficult to disregard. Creating a vampire child is among the biggest." "These are not just bonds, Alexis! These are individuals pledging their undying love to me!"

IF THE MATE BOND HAS BEEN STRENGTHENED TO NEAR COMPLETION BY CLOSE PROXIMITY BUT NOT COMPLETED A REJECTION MAY CAUSE THE WOLF TO DIE IF IT ISN’T STRONG ENOUGH. This information is a little unsettling, especially the warning at the bottom, I am no werewolf but our connection has been there since she was 7 and has only gotten deeper over the past few months with her shift and everything that has been happening. I then switch to the Vampire book and find the section that I require and then read. (EXTRACTION FROM THE BOOK OF VAMPIRE) REJECTING ONE'S BELOVED - VAMPIRE TO VAMPIRE. This is very rare a Vampire rarely finds their beloved.

They can swear their oath to her and drink from the cup with both of our blood. When I have enough of my own blood in the cup, I pull my hand away. My mate takes it and in a very vampiric display, licks the blood off my hand while watching me. The vampires all begin to hum, their fangs extending with her display of love, affection and an understanding of our need for blood. She looks down to see the wound healing before standing straight again.

But holding it in wasn't going to make her situation any better. "Damn it Khloe I'm not going to punish you for crying." I finally said. I guess that's all she needed to hear because the next thing I knew, she was burying her face in my chest, finally letting her feelings show. I just laid there, holding her there as she cried. Most Vampires don't understand the mentality of humans. They don't allow their pets to show emotions and then get bored of their pets because they act like emotionless zombies. They don't understand that forcing a human to suppress how their feeling is just setting them up for failure.