Vampire Survivors With A Pure Heart Novels & Stories

Some of the blood is dried, while others are fresh. The white-clad men started moving faster than usual as soon as I heard them speak as though they would be late. “The other young priests were later killed by him after they made him thirsty, but the slaves barely survived.” I gasp in shock after hearing what Xander just stated. "You remember when I told you about the monster they keep in here, right?" Instead of speaking, I just nod. I only catch a glimpse of him when he nods along with a grave expression. “The so-called monster is a pureblood vampire like me. He is currently the sole remaining member of their straight line of pureblood vampires.”

She found herself walking towards her and embracing the older woman, "I’m really sorry, but I don’t understand. Who in the world is that bastard that’s going to take Alice, and why can’t the biggest organization in the world cannot protect her?" She halted and let go of Clarisse as the realization hit her. There is one thing that hunters are wary of, and it was truly ironic. Hunters regard pureblood vampires as distinct from humans who have been turned into vampires. Turned vampires are like a cheap rip-off of purebloods that are still too powerful for humans to fight with.

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

"We can't kill him!" Damn, Dean had never seen a pureblood vampire before, a true immortal they were impervious to death even by beheading or magical weapon. "We need to remove his heart from his body!" Lachie yelled. "Quickly!" Dean baulked, as Lachie looked at his arm meaningfully. Dean grit his teeth and stepped up to the vampire, lifting his formidable clawed hand. The vampire locked eyes with him, hatred filling his glare as he bared his teeth. Dean drove his hand into the vampire's chest, cracking through ribs easily and tearing them away as the vampire screamed, not in pain but in fury. Blood sprayed out everywhere as Dean exposed the chest cavity and then grabbed a hold of the vampir

"Suck," he firmly ordered. She weakly mewled in reply but did as told nonetheless, her wet and warm tongue caressing his skin as she started to clumsily lick at his blood. It immediately made him hard again but he forced himself to ignore it, that ever-growing concern for her wellbeing much more pressing now. He cared now whether she lived or died. And it was so weird. He'd never done this before. Not even with Adelaide. Maybe that was why her demise had struck him so hard. He hadn't expected of her to ever die. Vampires had never-ending lives unless murdered through decapitation or the old-fashioned stake through the heart. And gods only passed on to their celestial cycle.

The period 1950 “What will happen, father, if we all become vampires? I don't want to be like them.” A little girl was crying in her father's arms, fearing being a monster like them. “No, love. We will never transform into this filthy creature just endure for a while, daughter, and later we'll be in peace,” The man kissed his daughter on the head and whispered these heartless words because alone he knows the meaning of his words. Outside the house, they can hear people scream. They are begging for clemency. Notably, the sound of children crying could crush one's soul. Those vampires saturated the entire village in blood, they even ripped off their hearts.

“Another man was discovered dead in Piatra Cralului National Park. According to the police, a group of hikers discovered Jordan Lambert’s lifeless body on the forest road leading through Zărneşti Gorges. Like the previous killing reports, Mr. Lambert has also two bite marks on his neck that may be the cause of his death. The authorities are still investigating what is causing these killings in order to find the perpetrator as soon as possible. However, there is speculation that these killings are carried out by an incredible creature...vampires. However, we live in the twenty-first century, and vampires existed in the fifteenth and eighteenth centuries. Is it possible that they are still ali

“My mother killed herself. She walked into the ocean. Vampires can’t drown.” “They can if their transformation is incomplete,” Vesper says. “They’re actually easier to kill than humans.” I can feel the blood drain from my face and my ears start to buzz. “Get out,” Aldric says to Vesper. The druid says something to his brother, but I can’t hear him. My head is filled with the sound of bees.

That which was not supposed to be. I hovered on the thought for a moment and suddenly, it struck me. It was the blood! It had to be. The vampires here were away from the humans and hence, they thrived on animal blood. They have been surviving on it and now it was clear they were nourished by it. "I see you finally understand me." She said, "Since when do you want our kind to have anything to do with theirs?" I asked her. She chuckled. "Oh, Clara. You all think of me as the heartless goddess, right?" She asked me.

Nadia spun around in hopes to catch another glimpse of the vampire. She then shut her eyes tight as a lump formed in her throat. This isn’t happening, she thought. Impossible..She continued. It was an irrevocably overwhelming rush of emotions when realizing that the villainous creature was her mate. Coyotes do not mate with such a bond much less to the opposite species. Vampires were cruel and unworthy. Their sole purpose is to kill and devour-that’s it. Whatever heart felt emotions they had were long gone and nonexistent. They weren’t capable of such responsibilities other than drinking blood.