Vampire Slice Of Life Novels & Stories

And finally how to break the fast. "You have to drink your mate's blood." "What? Why? How does it concern your mate's?." I asked my self as I kept on reading. "If you drink too much due to it's sweet taste, he or she will die. If you are able to control yourself, both of you will survive. "Men vampires are weird, disgusting blood sucking things." I said as I closed the book and climbed to return it.

"Where did you-" "Finally, I found it mate. Soul reaper is mine." Terry let out his usual dark chuckle. That knife is soul reaper. "Now, should I kill you first and then go for her next?" he asked Alex and his words rang through my mind a million times before it all came crashing down. Wait-wait, there is no way that this knife can kill a vampire right? It can't be, there is-

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

he added, the sweetest smile on his face. But Cyrille was taken aback when the man’s fangs protruded from his mouth, as if in a vampire film, and she became even more terrified. “Now, let me taste you once more, my love...” Cyrille awoke sweating profusely, trying to catch her breath. She can’t believe what she’s been dreaming about. She enjoys everything about vampires, but that was the only time she was scared. “Wait, what was that? Why did I have such a random dream?” She kept asking herself, unable to believe what had happened to her. She felt as if she were in a bureaucratic nightmare that she would never be able to escape, no matter how way too obsessed she is with vampires.

(Harper’s POV) The angel blade glowed as I reached for it. I pulled it from the hilt on my thigh and spun, slicing the now fully lit up blade through the two vamps that were closing in on me. They barely had time to recognise that their time was up before the light left their eyes and their demon blood burnt them up from the inside.

But knowing herself, she, of course, slapped herself from getting turned on and focused on saving her mate - or maybe not. “...not even your filthy dick can do something about it.” Vladimir finished his words as she suddenly showed up in front of the vampire. He grabbed its hardened dick before ripping it off his body with his bare hands. The vampire whined in pain and fell onto its knees and Vladimir did not hesitate on chopping its head over with one slash of his hand. He dropped what he ripped off from its body before licking the blood that was running down from his hand. He smirked which made Tosh to quivered in fear.

His blade wasn't going to make it. "RAAAAH!" The giant Vampire emit a ferocious roar mustering all the strength that remained forcing his blade to carve it's way through the creature. He felt as though he were lining up on a football field trying to force back an entire squad of linebackers alone.... The bright side, he happened to be stronger than a squad of linebackers. Though it took almost everything he had his blade finally cut through the monstrous flower. The upper half listed to the side club still hefted over head as it fell.

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

Lena's POV I sat by the window in my bedchambers, staring out at the rolling hills of the palace. My neck still felt a little sensitive where Alistair had fed from me. It was strange how my life had shifted so quickly. A few weeks ago, I was just a girl in a city trying to survive my bullies and my parents’ emotional insensitivity. Now, I was the fated mate of a Vampire Lord, tied to him by blood and a destiny I still didn't fully understand.