Vampire Slice Of Life Novels & Stories

Other people moved to help her, but I didn’t move. Blood splattered across the ground. She cried out as the vampire cut through her clothes. Then, she grunted and flipped it over, pulling a shining silver blade out of somewhere and driving it between the vampire’s eyebrows with a sharp grunt of exertion. My jaw dropped open as the vampire screeched and shook. The blade of the dagger glowed bright red as the body went still and began to disintegrate. She tucked the blade back into her holster with a grimace before looking over at Cillian.

Vampires' forte is from behind and straight at humans, using claws and fangs to squeeze their prey and suck blood. If they are hungry, they will drink human blood when they catch it and then kill it, but if it is not because of hunger, they will use sharp knife-like claws to stab the throat of their prey. Many people tell them to do it because they like to watch fresh blood gush from the neck of their prey, a kind of crazy and perverted hobby. Phoebe was half vampire when she heard that, she involuntarily raised her trembling hand to cover her neck, her heart pounding so hard she could hear it herself.

My face has taken on a shade of red that I have never seen before. After taking a few moments to get my heart under control once again and not to feel so embarrassed, I walk back to the bed and get under the covers. “Really, he will not say a word about it.” Lawler insists as he places his arm around me and pulls me closer to him. “Maybe, but I will not get over that any time soon.” “It is something you will get used to.” “I don’t want to get used to it. How many times have you done that to someone?” “More than I can count. The way that I look at it is that I know my people are enjoying their mate. If they never have intimate times with them, I need to worry about their health. It is normal

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.

"lupus sanguis" The witch queen says dipping the blade into a jar of blood. "Vampires sanguis" She says slicing Thorne's palm. "Cinis mortuorum" She sprinkles ash on the blade. Thorne rips open my dress at the chest right through the middle of my bra. The witch slams the blade into my heart. The pain is blinding. She removes the dagger and starts carving into my torso. "Lupus relinquo" She carves again, I can't see what she is carving but the sound and pain is horrific. "Vampire relinquo" The feeling of the blade twisting on my skin is making me want to throw up.

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.