Vampire Servant Novels & Stories

The two vampire servants who were there to greet them looked hospitable at first, but the moment they saw the murderous faces of the wolves and lycans, they became visibly frightened. One servant nudged the other as he himself became invisible, courtesy of his defense mechanism. The other servant, who was a velox, fought the urge to sprint away and fidgeted when he forced a smile and said, “R-Right th-this way, Y-Your Highnesses.”

my wolf warned. I internally nodded in agreement and got out as soon as Adrian opened the door for me. We were greeted by one of the female vampire servants, who led us to a large boardroom. She looked appalling, she was skimpily dressed! Does he have no shame?" "The Master will be with you shortly, your highness," said the servant as she bowed, almost letting her tits roll out. The moment she lifted her head, she disappeared without making a sound. Creepy fucking race!

I was dying to know the whole truth that's why the very next day, when the female servant came to bring me a chalice of blood, I took the chance to ask her some things. "When Elizabeth started living her, was she already a vampire?" The servant looked surprise that I opened a conversation. She looked really hesitant to answer me as if she would be thrown to a pool of fire alive if she would entertain any question from me. With troubled eyes, she looked down and swallowed hard. I waited until she lifted her head to meet my gaze again. When she knew I was still waiting for her answer, she hesitantly parted her slightly trembling lips as she spoke with low, unsure voice.

Because if she fell for him while they were in the marriage, she would have lived with longer with their child instead of taking her own life. "Is anyone else brought here along with me?" I asked the female servant who brought me a chalice of blood the next day. The servant looked hesitant. Maybe she was told not to talk to me or something like that. "Is the question very hard? The answer is just a yes or no." She sighed and shook her head subtly. She looked young and innocent, probably why she easily gave in. "You mean I am the only brought here?" I asked in a whisper. She's also a vampire so I'm sure she heard it right.

This serum reduces our craving for human blood while making us more powerful. I chuckle at how amazing and exciting it all is and the best part of all this is vampires don’t age. We have all the time to plan another invasion. We may have lost one but I’ll do everything in my power to win next time. “What’s your name?” I ask the girl with light brown hair standing next to me. “Hailey, my lord.” She says and her voice sends shivers up my spine. She sounds so dreamy, so sexy and I want to fuck her here and now.

Because if she fell for him while they were in the marriage, she would have lived with longer with their child instead of taking her own life. "Is anyone else brought here along with me?" I asked the female servant who brought me a chalice of blood the next day. The servant looked hesitant. Maybe she was told not to talk to me or something like that. "Is the question very hard? The answer is just a yes or no." She sighed and shook her head subtly. She looked young and innocent, probably why she easily gave in. "You mean I am the only brought here?" I asked in a whisper. She's also a vampire so I'm sure she heard it right.

It makes him want to break her even more. "Why can't I? Have you forgotten your status in this mansion? Let me remind you, you are only a servant, human; moreover, you do not have the same value as the vampire servants who have lived here for centuries. Whatever my brother lets you see is just an illusion. You are his toy to pass the time and nothing else. Moreover, as an object, it is the responsibility of the master to dispose of you as he sees fit, don't you think? »

She couldn’t imagine herself a slave to that man, if he looked that as a vampire that means he was over a thousand human years old, he gave her a disgusted look that made her know that he was interested in more than her blood, she wanted to gag. Prince Damien had a smile on his face, Lord Benedict was an old pervert who regularly buys young slaves and ends up killing them with his deranged preferences, it was so bad that any girl he buys does not live up to two weeks in his care, HIS girl will definitely not go with him.

It was far from where I needed to go—but I couldn’t stand silently by and listen to her tortured groveling. I shouldn’t have, but I started toward the direction of the sounds. As darkness peeled away, I made out the sight of a tray, lying tipped over on the floor. A trio of drunken vampires were surrounding the servant—two of them bracing her wrists against the wall as a third struck her on the back side. “Her clothes,” one snarled. “Get them off.” They reached for her dress and the girl whirled around with a whimper—the sound only drawing a laugh from the wicked creatures. “Please—“

Two daggers come flying from the boys, and within a second, it is rammed into the Vampire's hearts. But the noise does not go unnoticed, for next Baldassare comes rushing inside the room. He fully expects four of his disciples, but instead, he is faced with the five misfits that have just become his worst nightmare. And as discussed, or I should rather say, requested, everyone backs off and allows me to step up to Baldassare. "I truly did saw you as a mentor and a friend, but even more a Master and Maker. I must admit that the man in front of me sickens me for what he has become."