Vampire Survivors Doppelganger Novels & Stories

vamp (plural vamps) Noun A flirtatious, seductive woman, especially one who uses sexual desire to exploit men. [ca. 1915] ~ A certain group of strippers are forced to reunite under tragic circumstances. When one of them is found murdered in her home, the five of them come together to form an ally, their aim, to bring the killer to justice. But somewhere along the line, they find their lives entangled each in a bigger mess.

She chuckled. “Yes, we do that too. But we are here to serve them a greater purpose. We fill them with their supply of blood. Also, vampires don’t share blood with other vampires. So, the humans you’ve seen so far, belong to someone here. Usually, the ones they are closer to or walking with…” I thought about the girl I saw the other day on our way to the vamp house for breakfast. She looked like she had just come back from swimming, and she was walking behind a vampire. Both of them were looking at me but then they disappeared into the woods.

They can actually erase and tweak human memories. I am beginning to think that wishing he wasn't a vampire was a wrong move. Actually, him being a vampire would be so much better than a demon. There are just too many possibilities that he could do. Doppelgangers, erasing minds, teleporting, quick reflexes, awesome sex appeal, awesome tongue, awesome fingers, and I am pretty sure he has an awesome cock too - wait what? - where was I again? Great. My mind just wandered into more dangerous grounds without giving me a simple head's up.

“Someone who looked exactly like him, Carmine. He had the same scent, the walking steps and everything. But he denied me, he said he didn’t know me. There was another Alpha beside him, Carmine. He called him his brother and his name is Amoux. I saw the scar under his nose. I knew it was him, but Gerard denied me and escaped. Please Carmine, let’s go find him, I beg of you. I’m really sure that I saw Gerard. Please don’t go anywhere and just follow me.’ “Oceana, calm down.’ I held her arms solemnly. “You are acting like a mad person. Will you just sit down and calmly explain to me all that happened?’ She sat down and explained everything to me. I sat opposite her and gave a long sigh. “Maybe

Mrs Fernanda revealed, her voice filled with a mix of remorse and eerie knowledge. "Is that why she is experiencing all those horrifying nightmares?" Mathias asked, his voice filled with concern. "Indeed, the nightmares are a manifestation of the curse within her blood," Mrs. Fernanda confirmed, her tone grave. "The Vampire and the Werewolf, though one and the same person, have been locked in separate chambers within her body for nearly sixteen years. They have become strangers to each other. However, the unleashed wolf has awakened and now seeks to destroy the Vampire, just as the Vampire desires to eliminate the wolf. It's a battle raging within her, a self-destructive conflict. Ultimately

He imagined how things would have been different for her had she not had her encounter with a bunch of vampires that night last year. Dorian had met Jade at a Rob Zombie concert; Dorian and the team he had at that time were, of course, hunting vampires. Jade was just there for the music, along with her leather-and-metal clad buddies. A group of bloodsuckers had happened upon them, invited them to sneak backstage for some fun, and mayhem ensued. Dorian and his team showed up and killed a few of the vamps while chasing the others away, but not before they'd succeeded in killing all of Jade's friends and leaving her with a bite herself. The team had given her an antidote before the change could

He was looking forward to meeting Janette and Jordan Findley. This morning, however, he was eager to share the information he and Vicky had pried from the Vampire in the alley with the rest of their teammates. Vicky was one of only two women on their team. The other, Berta, was a large German Guardian who was known for her ability to pick Vampires up and slam them into hard surfaces—such as buildings or streets—crushing their bone structure and leaving piles of ash in her wake. Spying her squeezed into a chair at the end of the table, Aaron was glad to be sitting far away from her, next to the dainty-in-comparison Vicky, who likely wouldn’t accidentally crush his hand should she get excited

It was all too short, but the repetitions on the door had him hurry. "Later, my sweet little human," he licked the corners of his mouth. "I'll lick you in places you would never dream of." My eyes widened as the door rattled. "Are you in there?" Pamela's screech over the dying music rang in our ears. "I smell 'em," Sauron's voice echoed. "She's bleeding, I hope to the gods he's in there, or there is going to be a bloody mess and an angry second chance vampire that will lose his shit if his mate isn't alive."

I am relieved that someone finally came to check on me, and at the same time scared of who it could be that has kidnapped me. "There she is," a female voice sounds from the other side of the door. A man and woman enter the room and stand in front of me beside the bed. These two are Vampires! Why Vampires? Well, my father probably made a good number of Vampire enemies. Maybe this is not about my father. The man cocks his head to one side and studies my face. He smirks and then looks at the woman. "She is a Werewolf," the woman tells him.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?