Vampire Slice Of Life Novels & Stories

Chapter 110- Elnora POV “Before we start.” Harmony turns around to face me one last time. This time she is holding up the long item she had hidden from me earlier and allowing its wrapping to fall to the ground. She holds up a sharp knife. “What the hell are we doing with that?” I ask, fearful. “Payment for the spell. We each need to give blood.” She seems so carefree about giving blood that I almost pass out. “I am a human. I am the only one with real blood here, right?” I can feel everyone’s eyes on me as the words leave my mouth. “We eat blood, yes. But we have our own blood. Much like you are not bleeding carrots.” Harmony instantly realizes my lack of knowledge of vampires and slows thi

The vampire let out an agonized scream, piercing the air with his torment. "AAAHHHHHHHH!" In a macabre twist, Damian wielded the dismembered vampire's arm as a makeshift sword, decapitating him with his own severed limb. The sight was a gruesome testament to Damian's brutality and resourcefulness. The vampire whom Damian had previously thrown rose to his feet, a relentless determination etched on his face as he charged at Damian. Yet, his fate was sealed. In a swift, lethal motion, Damian plunged his dagger-like arm into the vampire's chest, forcefully extracting his beating heart.

"Do you know them?" Dante asked Dae in an emotionless tone reading papers of business. "No, I don't. " Dae answered. "The big man came to get the little one and they wanted to give me some...companion." "Fine. Do you like it, the companion?" "..." Without having an answer, Dante didn't ask more and continued to mind his own business. The little Dae looked out the window counting the raindrops. It seemed that he was enjoying more the silence.

Those wings were instantly shattered, making Vampyre roar in pain the next second. The white ape rushed up to hug Vampyre, while Luka stabbed Vampyre in the heart with a weird curved blade. Vampyre’s eyes widened as he watched Luka dragging his curved blade from his chest down to his abdomen. Blood was splattered all over the ground as a result. When Luka pulled the blade out of Vampyre, his disembowled body fell to the ground. The surroundings were deathly quiet at that time. Moloch’s group, as well as Tyr and Dillon, couldn’t help but look at each other. Deep down, they were shocked by what happened.

And somewhere during that journey, my hand ended up being in his cool hand. "When last have you eaten?" I asked rubbing my fingers over his cold skin. "I don't know... a while?" He said indifferent. "A while! Haydon you need to feed!" I yelled. He smiled at me, "If I don't eat it's not like I'll die. Vampires can last an entire lifetime without blood...it's just very, very excruciating and can drive even the best of us to wipe out the entire human population because of blood lust."

I don’t know how long have passed but gradually the burning dies down and cooling sensation washes over me making me sigh in relief. My attention turns to him when he moves and picks up something from the table. My eyes widen when I notice a small silver knife in his hand. “Regina, now you have to accept my blood.” He speaks and runs the knife on the side of his neck. “Drink.” He commands as blood gushes out from his neck. The thought of drinking blood should repulse me, but for some unknown reason, this feeling never surfaces. Sitting up, I hold his shoulders and leaning towards his neck I close my mouth around the cut. Instantly, my mouth fills with his blood and I am overwhelmed by the st

Its body crumpled to the ground, lifeless. Zane moved like a whirlwind, his blade cutting through the air in a deadly arc. His weapon sliced through two vampires in one swift motion, severing limbs and heads with precision. The creatures shrieked as their bodies collapsed, their flesh turning to ash before they could even hit the ground. The wind carried the dust away, but their eerie, glowing eyes still haunted the battlefield as more vampires stepped forward, their hunger unrelenting.

Viktor walks over to me and says, “He needs your blood. Please come over here.” Shocked, I cautiously make my way to him and then he quickly grabs ahold of my hand with his slick boney fingers before he slices my wrist with a bone knife in his other hand. My eyes feel like they pop out as I watch the blood pour out of my veins and the thick red substance coats the bottom of his bowl. Dipping a finger in it, he brings it to his mouth, and I stare at it in horror as he flicks his grotesque tongue out and he licks it.

The one thing I hated about other vampires was the fact that they could block your attempts to read their minds easily. I walked over to one of the walls and pulled one of the books down. The entire room was set up to look like a small library. The shelf slid to the side, and another one was revealed. I picked up the silver blade. It was one of few weapons that could wound a vampire. We weren’t able to heal instantly, and there was some pain, but it wasn’t a significant weakness. “Now, who are you?” He didn’t answer. He simply glowered at me. I shook my head. The young ones were always so stupid. I made quick work of slashing him one time across the chest. He let out a slight cry of pain.

she snaps, then gives a pitiful attempt at attacking me. She has a letter opener and she slices my leg, hitting a major artery. I nearly collapse but my eye catches the blade of a large paper cutter. I swiftly jerk it off the base and spin with it blade side out. It catches air just as flames dart into the door she stupidly left open. It distracts her long enough for me to jump to meet her near the ceiling. I hear the blade whip through the air and the crack of it hitting her bone. Fresh blood fills the air, but dead blood that only a vampire carries. It sprays all over me and I turn away.