Vampire Slave Novels & Stories

Looking at the way beneath us getting father and father away from my home, I feel maybe it is good to be with Cody. Cody parks his car in the garage and we both walk out. This time, we are going back to the palace so we don’t need to hide anymore. Suddenly I hear a woman scream. I stop to have a look. “ Please, please let me go. Don’t kill me.” This voice is kind of familiar. I feel that I have heard it somewhere. “ Dillon, I don’t want to die. Let me go.”“ How dare you call me by my name?” I hear a werewolf growl. Then the poor girl was thrown away like a piece of rag. Now I know that this girl is also a human slave and her master is called Dillon. “ Jenny, you are only a pathetic human sla

The blast of arousal that floods my panties had me momentarily stunned before the words he spoke slowly started to sink in. Did he just call me his slave? Anger burns away any lingering arousal that is left behind from the drop dead gorgeous vampire, causing me to see red when I turn to look at him. “I am not a slave.” I tell him, giving him my best glare that I can come up with. There is no way that I am going to allow this drop dead gorgeous, well…dead guy…take me back to his home to become his slave. I thought he was there to save me from being sold as a vampire’s slave, not take me home to be his own. There has to be something I can do to get out of this situation that I have found mysel

His abrupt move only means one thing… and it is because he doesn’t want me to be away from him. “Oh, not now,” Brixton spoke. “We’re here to talk about your job as my slave. You know what it means to become a slave, right?” I bobbed my head twice. “Yes…” “Starting from now, you should forget your life as a human. You’re already a vampire and your new home is here. I will be your master– the one who will decide between us. In short, I am the one who’s in command. I am the one who has the power to command you to do something for me, whether it is to kill, or…”

They were weak and needed food. "Hello, everyone. I'm Gavin Kyle. The first vampire on the soil of Wisconsin after about twelve centuries ago," I started my first speech after they had eaten. Although some of them looked reluctant, interested, and afraid, their spirit personalities are what compelled them to stay. A force they could not control.

He led the fight, showing unwavering determination and guided his pack with bravery and skill. In the midst of the chaos, a vampire pounced on Tyler, sinking its teeth deep into his flesh. Pain shot through his body as the venom spread, threatening to take over. His vision blurred, and he staggered back, holding onto his wound. A female Omega, witnessing the attack, quickly slaid the vampire. She hurried to Tyler's side, her eyes filled with fear and worry. "General! No!" she cried out, her voice desperate. She reached out to him, her touch gentle but urgent.

an elder stands from her seat her voice laces with surprise. “The prophecy of the blood bride seems to be true because the girl you see here can be best described as “best of both worlds” she is a vampire and witch as well.” As if I was with disease, every vampire around me shifted so as not to contact it maybe. Disgust spread through their faces. “What are you doing Tyril?” I whisper to Tryil who is behind me with a knowing smile. “What a Vampire prince like me should do, protect his people from foes.”

“There is more. Vampires do not simply mingle with humans. In order to protect you, I have brought you here to the mansion owned by my family within the protection of our coven, but in order for you to stay here, you will have to blend in with the other human women. Those women are considered blood and sex slaves, although slave is not really the correct term as they are here of their own free will and give their bodies willingly.” My eyes widened. Blood and sex slaves? Hell no. I won’t. “I don’t believe you. You’re crazy. Just let me go home.” He growls suddenly making me to stumble back in surprise and out of nowhere I’m being pushed up against the wall as I scream, but not because of the

Shoving a hand through his hair raggedly his eyes met mine, and for the first time I saw him look unsure, uncomfortable. “Sloane.” His voice was low and sounded like he was in pain, “I’m a vampire Sloane.”

Strip," I ordered, my voice cold. The girl obeyed, stripping off the clothes she was wearing. Her eyes were red, as if she had been crying. "What's your gain in doing all this?" she asked, still stripping. I chuckled, a deadly glint in my eye. Did she just speak? "Did you just speak?" I asked, my voice rising in anger. "Yes, we are the same vampires". "Why are you fucking and killing us like slaves?" she yelled. I thundered, my anger boiling over. "Because that's exactly what you all are - slaves born to serve me and remain below my feet." I angrily stood up, using the tip of my finger to bring her neck down. I watched as she struggled, her eyes wide with fear.

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