Vampire Signs Novels & Stories

I got back in my car after snapping a photo of the fantastic view before me, and started clicking around on my dash screen. When that search led me nowhere, I decided to try something different. “Jarvis, tell me everything you know about Vampires and their chosen mates.” I said. I knew that Vampires could choose a mate, and mark them. I had seen countless Vampire women with marks on their necks, collarbones and shoulders. These marks were given by their mate, and were a sign that they were taken, and to keep your hands off. That’s all I knew about the mark.

I looked around, trying to spot any signs of movement in the darkness but the vampires seemed like ghosts, attacking quickly and then vanishing back into the night. Amidst the chaos, I had a feeling of impending danger. I sensed someone behind me, and a chilling breath touched my neck. I turned quickly, holding my dagger up, only to face the cold stare of a vampire. The vampire lunged at me with a fierce hunger, showing its teeth in a menacing snarl. I fought bravely, swinging my sword at the vampire's sharp claws. We fought fiercely, trying to stay alive but the vampire was too strong, and I couldn't defend myself well.

Dan said, so I quickly looked away. So he was no longer a v*rgin when he met me? Oh, no! I hope he doesn't have any diseases like AIDS! Wait, do vampires even get those diseases? "Why do you look like that? Sorry, but I'm a vampire, and we don't get those things, so we're safe, so you don't have to worry. Also, I swear to you, I will not be able to find someone like you," Dan said, and he smirked at me and leaned his face toward me.

“You really need therapy, not a blog.” So much hate. So much mockery. Chloe almost clicked away. Almost. But then she noticed something odd. The last blog post was dated two years ago. The title was short. Ominous. “Do. Not. Sign.” Her heart sank as she clicked. “Vampires are real. Not the ones in books. The ones that blend in with us, but aren’t human. They feed on emotions, lust is their favorite. That’s how they get in. That’s how they hook you. They’ll offer you everything you ever wanted. Luxury. Love. Power. All for one thing: your soul. They don’t take it like the devil does in stories. They make you sign it away. If they ask you to sign a contract, don’t. You’re fine as long as you h

My daughter had been exhibiting signs that the Lycanthrope had taken hold in her. No one knew what to expect from baby Julie, born of a vampire mother and werewolf father. The few humans that had been born from a vampire father never exhibited vampirism traits until after puberty. It was an incredibly rare thing, occurring generally when the human mother has been changed while pregnant. However, we didn't know any other werewolves and had no idea what to expect. When I opened the office door, both Paul and Jason were already watching the door. If I had tiptoed they still would have heard my approach. Paul wolf whistled when he saw me dressed for the meeting.

Pale faces. Red eyes. One looked familiar. The missing reporter stood among them. His face was blank. I stepped forward. Severin raised one hand. “Not mine.” “You expect me to believe that?” “No. I expect you to notice his shadow.” The reporter’s body cast no shadow beneath the lanterns. Something dark moved behind him instead. A separate shape. Longer than a man. Horned. It turned toward us. Severin’s expression sharpened. “Orochi marks his vessels with absence. Vampires leave too much of themselves behind. He leaves nothing.”

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

"I will send over a tonic made of crushed rubies and mountain herbs. It strengthens the blood. And you must eat twice what you normally do. A vampire’s child grows quickly, Lena. They take much from the mother." For the next few months, life became a blur of pampering and preparation. Vampire pregnancies, as I learned, lasted ten months and some weeks, slightly longer than a human's, but the growth was much more intense toward the end. Before I could even blink, my stomach had swollen into a heavy, prominent curve.