Vampire Signs Novels & Stories

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.

She swallowed hard and I could see the fear in her eyes. “You…” she breathed, staring at me like she had seen a ghost. She rose her trembling hand and pointed directly at me. “You’re … you’re a vam…vamp…vampire!!”

But how can they possibly be aware of what lies in store for them up ahead? Even after walking for an indefinite amount of time in the jungle, the vampires were unable to locate any sign of human life. The footprints that humans have left behind are very peculiar and distinct from those of earlier eras. Even though there are a lot of questions going through their minds, they aren't too worried about it because they have three days to do whatever they want and enjoy themselves.

She shook her head and read the book again. There were four breeds of vampires. Royals, the most powerful vampires possessing psychic powers. They can walk in both daylight and moonlight. They don't require much blood consumption to work. Then comes pure-breed vampires. They are not royal but strong vampires, however, they don't have any psychic powers but their strength was unbeatable. Like royals, they can walk in daylight but for a few minutes or using an enchantment such as rings, pendants, or bracelets. The Nightcrawlers, the most notorious breed of vampires. The fledglings of this breed cannot control their blood lust and caused destruction for several years. They can only walk into mo

The professor ambled back to the lectern. “Vampires are thought to be models of physical perfection,” he said to the class. “Fast, strong, handsome or beautiful. And by and large, much of that seems to be true. But there are stories that every now and then, something goes awry in the transmission process when a victim is bitten. The result of such an occurrence is a flawed creature, without the powers of a true vampire. Vampires have a name for such a creature—grafhym. The chief marker for a grafhym, it is said, is one fang instead of two.”

I watched as the long, muscular limbs strained against his pants, My curiosity was peaked. I tilted my head and asked another question. "What sort of vows?" Sol turned his eyes to me as he looked at me from the side of his eye. I regretted the question as soon as I saw the smirk on his face. "Marriage vows." My face heated up. "Are you interested in experiencing it with me?" "Stop teasing me," I mumbled. "What else?" He looked disappointed. "Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###

Bright brown eyes widened in shock, the part of her lower face concealed with a scarf. He first heard a gasp from her before his brain registered what was happening. He wasn't perceiving all those combinations he had rattled off in his mind earlier on. It was a mate scent! And since he seemed to find those scents attractive, it came to him in thy form. His was mated to a vamp? He felt the pull, the force pushing him towards the female. He knew she would feel it too, probably even get a scent for him, after all, vampires also got similar mate signs with wolves.

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

I stated and turned my back to them and stepped on the way out and paused my steps suddenly. “Oh….I almost forgot to say. You will be signing the contract with your blood. Hope you have no objection on that.” I added and said. “Blood signing….But……” Brandon said in a shaky tone however he didn’t speak further cause he knew it would cost their life anyway if they refuse. Blood signing was common in the vampire world. When someone does blood signing, that person has to stay loyal to their contractor, or else they would die immediately after they deceive their contractor.

" The signatories came one by one. Matthias signed first, his signature bold and definitive. Then Rowan, representing witch resistance and communities. Secretary Chen for human governments. Margot for witch elders. representatives of several noble houses of vampires. The theatre was silent despite the cheers for each signature. People were too worn out, too raw, and too conscious of their near-death experience. In a symbolic act, the bonded couples signed last. As Sera signed her name, her fingers trembled a little as she walked to the table with Lucien. Not as representative; she had no official authority, only that of a witness, as proof that vampire-witch bonds existed and mattered. Matth