Vampire Servant Novels & Stories

His body drops down to the ground, rolling around while touching the neck. "Damn you bitch, my mistress already bite him!" The servant wants to attack the young Vampire, but stop immediately by Cleo Nie. "Your luck was bad, pretty boy!" The young Vampire know that being bitten by two different blood systems will be dead soon, she left the area hurry up run far away.

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉. Vampires!. We don't come uninvited but once you invite us, we are free to come and go as we like. The fool thinks I'm a whore, he's digging his own grave by himself, my mate must survive I don't care how many lives will be sacrificed, I'm a centre of attraction but if a man can't control himself, I'm also a centre of destruction, I will destroy all the good things in his life, he will be left empty before I come for his life.

I finally spoke," I didn't think about it. From the time I was old enough to speak I've always been told that servants weren't allowed their natural mates if they didn't find them by twenty. Even if they did would it matter? We were just bred and treated like rats. I figured all my differences had to do with the fact that I've rarely ever consumed food until I'm full, and only ever until I'm not lightheaded." "Well yes... that has something to do with it. The families forced into servitude have had a very bad life," he reached out to take my hand but I pulled away," there were very few families that weren't slaughtered. Even still they're sold on the black markets depending on what line they

He fully believes in Ginny who can really play Juliette perfectly. The food was brought by the Mansion's maid. And that maid was Reinhard. Reinhard was indeed given the role of being a servant. Apart from being able to act calm, he is also a handsome man. What does a handsome man have to do with the role of a waiter? Andrew Tomahawk, the vampire aristocrat who owns the Blood Bank business, the main supplier of blood which is the most basic material for vampires to survive for the Trinity Kingdom, the man is a homosexual. Andrew does have a passion for people of the same gender as him.

the girl looked at the beautiful jet, who was completely serious and did not show any emotion while saying that, which caused a great shock to the redhead, as well as leaving her confused, because she did not know if he meant it good way, or he was just saying it out of a formalism being married, so she decided not to say any other words and just nodded a little insecure Upon entering the castle the place was infested with servants, all of them welcoming the new queen and the king who had returned home, those servants were all vampires of three generations, which were known to be something like pure blood, but there she was as if they were only servants, none acted with that arrogant attitud

Klyde hastily swore vengeance, ripping off the servant’s hands. “G-Go to C-Cithra…it’s the nearest place. Y-You’ll be guided there.” The dying twin stammered those words in his second twin’s hands. Another arrow aimed for Klyde swooshed in, only to meet the trusted servant whose body fell powerlessly on the floor. Klyde looked where it had come from only to see a raven-haired vampire, who had his hair down to his chin. He gave a mischievous smile and Klyde hated it…

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

This was different—deeper, more urgent, and yet somehow reassuring, as though completing a piece of him he hadn’t realized was missing before. It also made him insatiable and ready to feed. He slipped from the study where he’d taken refuge and selected the first servant he found in passing. She was a pretty young woman, but inspired no interest in him beyond feeding. She blushed when he smiled and stopped to curtsy. “Do you know what I am?” She nodded, her eyes wide. “You’re a vampire, sir.” He smiled again, and his fangs lengthened, which made her eyes widen. Her heartrate also revved up, and she looked nervous. “Would you mind if I feed from you?”

Before Liz can move it away, the maid steps down—hard. Pain shoots up Liz’s arm. Her fingers twist under the pressure. She gasps. “Move,” the maid snaps, though she stepped on Liz deliberately. “Useless little human.” She cursed, like the word human was something dirty. Most of the servants in the compound were vampires, as it is said that the prince disliked humans, or tolerated them. The Vampire servants always carried themselves with superiority, like they were somehow better than the human population.

A Servant Werewolf. Servant Werewolves were Full Blood werewolves that served the higher ups in their packs. They were maids or butlers whose main purpose was to serve. Their status was considered similar to the Omegas' if not lower. "The Alpha? Which Alpha?" I questioned, narrowing my eyes in confusion. "Where am I?" I slurred, clutching my throbbing head. "And why does my head ache so much?" I asked in a pained whine. "Alpha Aaron, sir. You're at our pack grounds. I don't truly know why head aches but I can give you some painkillers." He answered, his eyes cast his feet.