Vampire Swansong Novels & Stories

She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing. "Uhm, do you want me to set up a bed for you?" She asked me. "I wouldn't be sleeping." "So you're just going to sit there and watch me sleep?" "Basically. Or I could lay on the bed with you if you'd like." I shot her a smirk knowing full well what effect it had on her. Vampires could sense pretty well human emotions. She took a dazed glance at my lips then refocused back on my eyes. "N-no there would be more than fine." With that, she hopped on her bed and grabbed her laptop making me frown while watching her silently.

"We'll be fine. I don't want to get in the habit of bothering you two. But I do truly appreciate you coming and helping with me to find and save Kaya." Sarah waved me off and pulled me into a tight hug. "It was our pleasure. Maybe now those damn VHO officers will get off our boys' backs once they hear the vampires responsible for those missing girls were caught." Our boys. The words rang in my mind as soon as she said them. I would be lying if I said I heard anything else after. Serin belonged to Sarah through vampire vows and marriage contracts, but Sol and I… We had no real connection to each other or contract that tied us together.

“Right here. I covered your guild symbol with mine.” “What do you mean?” “It means that I take precedence over Black Rose Guild,” he replied. The room was dark, but his red eyes seemed to glint brighter. “It also protects you from other vampires. My mark is a message that you are mine alone.” I clenched my jaw at the thought of how he could heartlessly ruin my tattoo—while I was unconscious, at that. That guild tattoo was something I worked hard for, a symbol of how I had somewhere I belonged to. It was probably too late at this point, but the last thing I wanted was to show him any sign of vulnerability. And yet I couldn’t help but want to cry. My throat tightened and tears welled in the co

Tears poured down my cheeks as I felt their venom burning through my veins, weakening me. The first one suddenly broke off, a disgusting gurgling sound bubbling up its throat. Its eyes burned with pain, and it clawed at its neck. The second one did the exact same, as my blood ran down its chin. They both shrieked and began heaving on all fours, their bodies rejecting my blood. The other aswangs looked at what was happening, breaking away from their food source. I felt my aura start to burn the venom out of my system. Golden tendrils snaked their way across my skin and the room was bathed in a white, hot light. The aswang’s shrieked and cringed away from the light, slinking to the corners. I

“Alright, you ridiculous man. Yes.” Adonis leapt down gracefully, grinning like a boy as he offered her his arm. Far from their laughter, however, shadows crept through the swamps. Thomas’s scouts moved silently through Vera’s territory, eyes sharp for wards or sentries. One scout—a lean vampire named Celine—signaled for the others to halt as she crouched low in the water. “Do you feel that?” she whispered. The air was thick, heavy with the metallic tang of blood and something darker—burnt sage, and a faint echo of chanting.

As the Silver Swan approaches the silhouette of the Grey-Rig, the baby’s obsidian-and-gold eyes snap open. She isn't crying. She’s singing. It’s a low, melodic hum that vibrates through the lead-lined hull of the boat. And as she sings, the radar screen in front of Zora begins to change. The three Kingslayers aren't behind them anymore. They’ve stopped. The radar shows the three white-obsidian titans sinking back into the depths, their signatures fading into nothingness. "They aren't giving up, Zora," Arthur Vane’s voice suddenly crackles through the boat’s emergency frequency—a pre-recorded message triggered by the child’s song.

The spire cracks—fissures spreading lightning-fast. Core exposed—pulsing vulnerable. I dive straight in. **Abyssal Canticle**—voice carrying through wards. Swarm screams—HP bars plummeting across HUD. *Ultimate: Swarm Debuff – ninety percent Resistance Down* Julian strikes the core—fangs sinking deep, draining the heart dry. Vampires tear it apart. Charges detonate. The spire explodes—black ichor raining, shockwave flattening lesser beasts. Nest dies—core imploding silent.

No, Baba, please, Baba, don't do this to me, I am your daughter too, please, Baba. ****** Name of King Elam in Vampire Word ... People trembled with fear because of the headlines in his eyes all the time, which made him even more frightening. His silence was mysterious. Everything was done at his beck and call. People were amazed at his appearance. He was unparalleled in beauty. Girls were just toys for him. She was a very beautiful and delicate girl. She was barely seventeen years old. Her resistance had given him a strange relief. He called the guard inside through the intercom. Who was now waiting for the order with his head bowed?

How could there? I wandered the castle halls, knowing time was running out. Yesterday sparked hope that Sarah and I could find a new way. There was something strange happening. I felt it the night of the celebration party and in the training yard. I knew some vampires received gifts. Her father had said as much because of the change in the color of her eyes. What was her gift? As I rounded a corner, I heard whispers: a female voice and a male. “She is in the moon garden alone. We can’t wait. It must be now,” said the female voice.

What I saw before blacking out was Xavier hovering over me with an evil smirk and thrusting inside her in front of his Luna. Suspiria wakes up from her sleep as she remembers the most painful day of her Life. She breaks down into tears as the nightmare never leaves her mind even if she tries to forget it. She hears the knock on her door and looks up to see Xavier standing there all naked. She shakes her head in negative as she don't want to go through that pain again. He lifting her in his arms, throws her on the bed and enters inside her making her scream in pain.