Vampire Story Ideas นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Usually this is due to the point where the person is in the hands of the enemy. A vampire should drink half or one cup of animal or human blood per day or they will become weak. If a vampire loses its humanity, they should be chained up and laced with sunflower. The sunflower is a friend of the sun which weakens a vampire. For centuries a myth was told that darkness will come over the world. Hell will rise from below and the world will be in grave danger. A certain tribrid will be born and save the world. The story changes overtime that the tribrid fails and the existence of everyone is demolish. Some say that she conquers the enemies and the world is saved. Others say that she lives but her

I run my hand up and down his necked chest and pull him closer so that he can give me my goodnight kiss. The kiss which is supposed to short and simple turns into a long passionate kiss filled with desire and love. I wish I could kiss all his pain away. He pulls back from the kiss and looks me in the eyes. "Sleep," he commands and I nod. God knows how late it is. I hope I can make back home in time tomorrow. Anyway, that shouldn't bother me right now. I rest my head in his chest and cuddle up in his embrace. I shouldn't have asked him to tell me the story tonight because all I dream of when I close my eyes is Werewolves fighting Vampires.

"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."

But was he strong enough to dent two motorcycles with only his hands? I felt like this research was starting to drive me crazy. I could hardly wrap my mind around all the stories I’ve been reading. Most of the pictures were similar to one another with the same wounds on their necks and pale white as the clouds. It was like whoever had done this had drained these people of every last drop of blood. Opening a new document, I began writing a new short story. A story about a charming vampire seducing a young girl. In the end, the girl becomes a vampire and began “hunting” in the city with the male protagonist.

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

Dexter said while he collected his portion excitedly from me "Disgusting, how do you guys drink human blood, without feeling irritated? Jessy asked turning her face away while we consumed our most precious "Seriously? This is our main feed, vampires of the old world can't do without it, they usually fight with Elves and Sphinx just to drain their blood, cause they can't resist the urge unlike us, some even die in the process, it gives us more strength, when we drink blood, we can last 3-4 days straight without food & water" Tessy replied while she drank hers' We all finished our blood consumption, then we thought about the departure of Linx, as we don't know his whereabout, dark cloud had co

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.

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

They can only walk into moon light, or will turn into ashes if sunlight gets contacted. The last vampire breed does not exist, they are called hybrid vampires. Adrianna was reading the book when the doorbell rang and she went to check. It was Cathy along with the kids. "Hey…" Adrianna was happy to see her kids playing happily inside the house. Her day was busy afterward and she forgot to read the book then. "So, everything is done. Do you need more help?" Cathy asked her friend. "No… but I am happy that you came." Adrianna was glad to have her in her life.

“He tried to tell me that’s what he was, but I didn’t believe him. Nobody has ever seen an actual vampire in our entire history as far as I know.” “Well, vampire or not, he doesn’t have control over himself right now and we need to subdue him.” Lucas called from behind me. “What works on them in the human stories?” “Sunlight, garlic, crosses.” Rory called back to my mate. “None of which we have here.” “What if we give him what he wants?” I asked. “There’s plenty of blood bags in the clinic. If he’s after blood, maybe that will be enough to stop his frenzy?”