Vampire Slice Of Life Novels & Stories

I focus on the vampires, their bloodthirsty gazes fueling my determination. But then, a sharp pain pierces my side. A vampire managed to slip through my guard, its blade embedding deep into my stomach. I stagger back, gasping as blood gushes from the wound. My hand trembles as I wrap it around the hilt and yank the knife out, crying out in pain. The battlefield goes eerily silent.

"Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###

She knew she was getting closer to her target, a rogue vampire who had been terrorizing the town for weeks. Suddenly, a figure darted out from behind a building, moving so fast that it was just a blur. Helena reacted on instinct, whipping out her silver blade and charging towards the vampire. The two engaged in a fierce battle, their movements too quick for the human eye to follow. Helena felt the cold, dead fingers of the vampire closing around her throat, squeezing tighter and tighter until she could feel the life being choked out of her. With a fierce determination, she managed to break free, delivering a swift kick to the vampire's chest that sent him hurtling backwards. She stood over t

Crumpling up my face and having to swallow down the sudden flow of saliva that retches out of me. I stand motionless for a second to compose myself and turn back, faltering though, eyes fixed on what I see from my new angle, and everything in me drops out of my stomach. The back of the vampire is sliced wide and open, from the tip of the skull to its ass. So its insides look neatly spliced and singed, as though a hot knife had run through a butter log. Edges black and charred as though a hot laser was used to cut it right down the middle. From brain to bowels. Almost through to the front. My knife is sitting neatly in the open wound at the rear, nestled right in its charred remains and someh

It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire. It sounded strange in my mind, like I was imagining someone and best believe that if I explained this to Ethan or anybody, they would think I watch too many Fantasy movies. Vampires are real? Aside from being real, I was bitten by one. My life felt like the female protagonist in a movie but it was real.

Blood splattered across the walls as the vampire fell, writhing. I didn’t have a second to breathe before another one pushed forward, snarling. It was on me, close enough that I could smell the metallic scent of blood on its breath. I swung the knife, catching it in the shoulder, but it only seemed to make it angrier. Its cold fingers clawed at me, and I staggered back, heart hammering. Suddenly, Kylan’s arm was around my waist, pulling me back. With a brutal slash, he ripped through the vampire’s neck, sending it crumbling to the ground. “Stay behind me,” he rasped, voice heavy with pain but steady.

Laura looked at me with even more compassion in her eyes. “Then, that’s why you were craving blood,” she told me. “When a vampire is extremely stressed, worried, or upset in any way, they crave blood. It’s kind of like the equivalent of alcohol. It’s perfectly normal. The important thing is that you controlled it, and nobody got hurt. That’s what makes you different than them, Ruby,” she said, pointing out the window and across the campus where the isolation house was. That’s where the vampires that can’t control their urges live. Ruby shuddered at the thought of being sent there.

I ask, looking at the three of them. They all nod. I pick up a scalpel and place it at the bottom of her stomach right above where her panty line would sit. Deep breath in, deep breath out. I push the scalpel down and pull it towards me. It slices open her skin. Looking up at Caterina, I see she is holding her breath. Fuck I forgot she was part vampire.

I looked around, trying to spot any signs of movement in the darkness but the vampires seemed like ghosts, attacking quickly and then vanishing back into the night. Amidst the chaos, I had a feeling of impending danger. I sensed someone behind me, and a chilling breath touched my neck. I turned quickly, holding my dagger up, only to face the cold stare of a vampire. The vampire lunged at me with a fierce hunger, showing its teeth in a menacing snarl. I fought bravely, swinging my sword at the vampire's sharp claws. We fought fiercely, trying to stay alive but the vampire was too strong, and I couldn't defend myself well.

My forehead suddenly creased because it became familiar. "The Luna Princess can create scenarios in her mind to escape reality and that's where the Vampire Prince saw her but didn't even dare to introduce himself as her past lover in her past life because he's afraid that what if the woman that he loves will disappear again just like in her past life? He can't bear that so he's now okay for now to talk to her in her imagination and waited for the right time how to lift the curse," he said and nodded his head. I don't know what to feel now. I should be happy with the story, right? But why do I feel like the story he's talking about seems connected to me or I'm just assuming something?