Vampire Slave Novels & Stories

The music blasted through the living room and everyone enjoyed the music, including me, of course. Every once in a while, I would check up on the boys, making sure that they were having enough drinks. I want them all to get wasted tonight, including Alex, which was the only way for me to sneak inside his office room. "Do vampires even get drunk?" I asked Elena, who laughed before nodding, her dance moves already getting sloppy. "Special wine darling! Vervain or some shit mixed, I don't know!" she giggled before walking up to James and grinding her back against him. She's definitely drunk

he murmured, his voice low and commanding sliding between her ribs, “we play a game.” Chloe’s pulse jumped. She could hear the blood rushing in her ears, could feel the way her nipples tightened beneath the thin fabric of her gown, betraying her. His lips curled, just slightly, as if he could sense her reaction, taste it on the air. “I am your vampire Master,” he continued, each word deliberate, heavy with promise, “and you… You are my Slave.”

His wolf Maximum growled within him with anger, but Aiden stood still, trying to know how his slave would kill the vampire, perhaps he could find out how strong she was. He watched all both his slave and the vampire circled each other and glaring at each other with anger... With the speed of lightening, the vampire and his slave charged slave ran towards the vampire, dragging earth along with her, she filled the vampire's eyes with the soil, even Aiden never believed that she do could use earth as her enemies weak point.

She stepped into the room with a make up kit and waved at me "Hi, I'm Meredith and I'm going to be one of your slave" What the hell! "Slave?" I said in shock "Yes your slave, I'm in charge of dolling you up" she said still wearing that annoying smile on her face. "Well Meredith, I'm Anika and I don't need to be dolled up and I definitely don't need a slave so you can take your kit and that annoying smile of yours out of my room" I said getting frustrated. This is a nightmare, how can someone be so happy to call herself a slave, this vampires are fucking crazy.

The butler bowed and sauntered off. “No, don’t bring me a blood slave,” I cried. I ran a hand over my hair nervously. Absently, pulling at the ends. Blood slaves were werewolves, I knew that much. I had never considered drinking werewolf blood, but on occasion, the sound of their heartbeat stirred my desire, as the Head Omega, Avery, had. I always fought against my hunger, not wanting to be punished. The butler came back with a man in chains. Then left. The blood slave didn’t look at me or Sebastian.

He took a step back and she landed on the bare floor. "I doubt you know who I am," he spoke without fear. She laughed maniacally, "we, the condemned, have neither fear of the gods nor of man. Tell me, who are you?" He smiled, "I am no man. I am Sebastian Deusdedit, lord of the vampires." She seemed a bit shocked for an instant then her eyes glowed even more. "Even more lovely," she licked blood red lips, "your heart will give us even more power than we have ever had and we will conquer the villages and rip their heart to shreds."

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

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.

Nothing was going to stop her today. "Of course, I'm the hell raiser remember" She said with a hint of her seductive edge that makes her who she is now. Cassandra reached for the door but it swung open itself. A female vampire in a beautiful light purple gown dashed by them using immortal speed. Cassandra didn't recognize her and proceeded to stroll in with Kellan close behind.

She watched him intently reading her schedule. “Go back to your classes. I'll see you later mate," he said and gave her the schedule back. He disappeared into the thin air leaving Cassandra all by himself. “That fvcker,” she cursed under her breath and stomped her feet. She breathed deeply and looked at the ceiling, realizing something. Her mate is no other than Sebastian Alistair Blood and worst of all he is the vampire prince. Cassandra doesn’t know if it’s possible to be mates with a vampire. Cassandra was lost in her thoughts. She heaved a sigh and left the room. She went back to her classes as the break was finally over.