Vampire Slave Story Novels & Stories

Penny sighed and then she nodded. “They aren’t allowed at this school,” Penny reminded her before turning to me. “Bloodslaves are humans who are bound to a vampire. Vampires can turn a human of their choice immortal and basically use them as a juice box. They will never die or run out of blood, and it satisfies the vampires without them having to kill anyone.” My mouth fell open for the hundredth time during this conversation.

They were talking and trying to get to know each other before going forward. She kept crying in pain, looking at the lifeless body of her mate but didn’t beg in front of those leeches to stop because she knew that they were not going to leave her. Once the leader was done with her, his minions fucked her mercilessly. “Boss, I was thinking of keeping her as our sex slave until all of us enjoy at least once with her?” One of the vampires asked, indirectly telling him to remove his venom from her body or she would die.

“I’m sorry to have to control you like this, but everything I’ve said and continue to say is the truth. I’m a vampire and you were born to feed me. Each vampire is assigned a bloodline, holding possession over the humans within it. At any given point, we can choose a mate within that bloodline. Leading to the main reason why I’m telling you all this, Charlie, it’s because I choose you.” Tears begin to run down my cheeks, but I quickly wipe them away. Being perceived as weak and crying over some idiot’s crazy words is the last thing I want someone to see. I know he’s a weirdo who believes he’s a vampire, but I didn’t realize he was this sick. Plan number one isn’t going so well. “You can spea

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. Just then, he heard the breaking of bones and screams of pain from the vampires, he shook his head in shame, the vampire king does not have well trained men who can defeat a slave girl yet, and just then, he realized his slave, his mate was a strong woman, who had survived the slave Establishment.

I watched in amusement as she walked away, sighting her fake butt job. "What did she mean by specialty?", I asked, all my senses attuned to where Vanir's hand rested on my thigh, his fingers tracing circles on the exposed skin as I tried to regather my wits. "Vampires come here to seek a sexual high by feeding", Vanir said and I gasped, definitely from his words and not the fact that a finger of his just brushed my nipple. "Humans volunteer for that", Vanir added. "Why would one do that?", I asked, my mind heady as his chocolate scent wrapped around me, intoxicating me as I squirmed on his lap.

The girl questioned William for a long time until she understood the meaning of this strange behavior of mortals. Castles were given to vampires either by inheritance or captured during wars. Each of them had adjacent lands: villages, trade routes, fields and gardens, just like any other aristocratic estate. If a vampire was stupid or especially bloodthirsty, he would capture subjects, making them slaves and potential food. Such castles became the subject of stories about evil spirits and frightening tales.

It was an ancient system that had worked for them for a very long time. To take care of their sexual needs, both males and females used love slaves. They took these love slaves from all over the world, but humans were by far the most popular. If a Werewolf fell in love with their slave, he or she might elevate the slave’s status to lover—and have children with them. That was what Keanna's handlers were hoping would happen with her and Haggoz, though Keanna had no intention of getting impregnated, not now, nor ever.

"I am incapable of feeling, my Aphrodite. I have no heart beat because I lack a heart. I am simply a dead man walking. For many years I simply ate and watched. I drank the blood of the people and watched those who I had decided not to kill, grow old and die. I watched the suns rise and fall, the moons rise and fall until I lost track of time. I went from traveling with a camel through desert land, to traveling with horse and then finally, carriage. I was there when kings married, when princes were born and when princesses gave birth. I am a vampire, my Aphrodite." "I was cold, cruel and alone. I was fine with that, perfectly content since vampires were meant to stay in the shadows and away f

I hated saying that word. "They don't. The slaves are humans. Humans are not mated, Ava. Not unless they are special at least. Werewolves take human slaves to entertain themselves before they meet their mates, or to do their personal work. It is more common in the Vampire world because they need to feed on blood. They can feed on normal humans too but it’s too risky. Too many humans will die and the secret of our world will get out. And things won't end well if it does." I hated that it made sense. "Vladimir is perfectly fine with Sofiya." There were no humans in our house... except the maids.

Flora felt the water on her face and realized that she had been crying. She wiped the tears of her cheeks with her hands and steadied herself by leaning on the bannister. She was still trembling and found it hard to forget what she had just witnessed. She saw the master glide across the floor towards her and Nadi and in her very eyes, she saw him transform into the hideous reptilian creature that she only thought existed in stories told her when she was a child. However, it was his final transformation when his face turned into that pallid face with burning eyes that made her tremble. Seeing those eyes only confirmed what she had tried to deny. The stories about the ember ghost were true and