Vampire Stories Novels & Stories

Every goddamned Blood Moon. Some time ago, it had somehow gotten to his Nana's ears, the utterly absurd and completely false notion that vampires could have human mates. That was when she'd started to bring all these girls into his home. One after the other, under the pretext of her needing help around the estate. It made him laugh at the silly idea. He was no shifter. There was no such thing as human mates for his kind. What would be the point of it anyway, seeing as they were also their primary source of nourishment? They could easily kill their own soulmates, provoke themselves an immense amount of grief. It made absolutely no sense whatsoever. He still let her have her way at first, allo

Somewhere in some distant memories where vampires and werewolves existed among the humans in low profile, there was a very young lass excited to listen to her mother’s bedtime story every night. “Mom, tell me a new story.” an excited five years old young wolf jumps up and down as she ushers her mother for another bedtime story. “What kind of story you wanted to hear this time, hm?” her mother smiled as she carried her daughter toward her bed. “Hmm, what about vampires?” the young wolf suggested with her innocent tone that made her mother shake her head.

The air in the library was thick with the scent of old books and the faint hum of fluorescent lights. Sadile Marconi, her fiery red hair cascading over her shoulders like a river of flames, sat at a secluded table, her green eyes darting between the pages of her textbook and the clock on the wall. The numbers seemed to mock her, ticking away the minutes until her next class, a class she was dangerously close to failing.

"But seriously, answer me." "No, I don't sleep. I don't have the privilege to do so," she finally replied. "Why not? Don't go with a lie now." "I won't lie to you." "Yes, and I'm stupid." His sarcastic tone could be worse than anything else. She ignored it and responded, "Vampires don't sleep." The laughter from his forum echoed in his conscience. Hell, what a big lie. Didn't it occur to you to tell him that it's because you like the darkness too? You're so... bad at this, seriously."

“That's weird, I bet Ethan is hiding something.” It was already night, I was engrossed in the book I found. It wasn't giving me any solution but it had these vampire stories in them. Their do’s and don't, heroes and heroine, the war between them and hunters and their little alliance with the witches. It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

I don't know if he killed them and I don't care. The way the velvet red sheets I sat on made me think of blood was somehow unnerving like I was in some vampire fairytale where I would surely get myself eaten or drained of blood. Okay, maybe I did listen to Angelina more than I had let on. There really isn't any harm in indulging in a few fanciful tales once in a while. The vampires in her stories were usually the enemies of some other weird mutation of nature. I can't remember the name of them and to be honest, I really don't want to. Sometimes the plots she read to me were downright ridiculous.

Her oral skills were highly developed and she came to the group already indoctrinated by the ridiculous revelations of a popular series of "Vampire" stories. They were well written and attracted the devotion of a number of disaffected young people to the romantic elements of vampirism. Lafitte had not hesitated to give the beautiful young girl the fang of creation. His long cock buried in her tight young pussy was treated to her violent changing life-force opening her core to his vampire seed. He had done that on several occasions and he never tired of the stimulation that replenished his sexual energy. Lafitte made a habit of tasting the pretty girl's blood early each morning before the sun

she said. “That doesn’t mean I haven’t missed you,” he said as he kissed her lips. “I believe I’ve been searching for you without realizing it. You make me feel complete. Now that I found you, I never want to lose you. I will do what I must to keep you safe.” “Vampires are not very different from humans,” she said. “’Tis true that we drink blood, but we also eat fruits and vegetables, have bodily functions, have need for healing, fall in love. ‘Tis all very similar.”

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl