Vampire Turning Novels & Stories

Thank all the gods and goddesses, thank the mother goddess, the moon goddess, the Morrigan, who he had long neglected in his prayers… Thank the mother that his mate lived for him to heal, he thought fervently as he leaned back to look in her eyes. “My blood can significantly increase your rate of recovery and will ease your discomfort, enabling us to take you home sooner, but it… hmm,” Talen slid a look at Rhett knowing that his dark haired mate had been not satisfied by earlier discussions and explanations and anticipating protest. “It is how we create vampires. Many small doses of blood over a prolonged period of time will turn a human into a vampire.” “You’re not a human, however,” Rhett

"No offence taken, my child. I know you despereatly seek the answers to your questions." I nod my head at him, while also holding onto Darius' hand. His presence continues to remind me that he's here for me. Not only that, but helps to rid myself of the dread I felt when I'd lost him. "To get to the point, it was because of your vampiric side. In order for vampires to turn another, they must feed them their blood just before their death. You then need to drink their blood, and transfer your venom to him." "That's what you had me do earlier." I say, remembering the strange requests he had given me.

“When is that?” “18.” Caitlin thought hard. It was starting to make sense. She had just turned 18. And her cravings had just begun. “Half-breeds are also mortal,” Caleb continued. “They can die, like regular humans. We, on the other hand, cannot. “In order to be a true vampire, one would have to be turned by a true vampire, one who fed with the intent. Vampires are not allowed to turn just anyone—it would inflate our race too greatly. They must receive permission in advance from the Master Council.”

he gasped, his voice barely a whisper. Everywhere fell silent as Ethan began to disintegrate, his body crumbling into ash. I watched until he was completely burned and dead before I let myself fall to the ground too I fell the onset of the changes in my body as I started to turn into a vampire.

They are ageless, unyielding to time's ravages, and though they may walk the earth for a thousand years, they will always bear the visage of a twenty-year-old. The Turned, on the other hand, are a different breed entirely. Known as 'vampyres,' they are not born into the night but are brought into its fold through the bite of an Original, or the bite of a Turned alike. The moment their mortal life fades, they are forever trapped in the age at which they were turned. Time, for them, is an illusion—one that ceases to exist the moment the transformation is complete. No wrinkle, no grey hair will ever mar their features; they are immortal statues, frozen in time's embrace… nonetheless, vampyres t

Damian I saw Myra let out an inaudible gasp. She didn't expect me to be a by-product of a human and a vampire. "But aren't vampires...turned?" I leaned one side against the windowsill, looking out at the starless night. I let out a shirt, humourless chuckle. "No. That's a misconception. A long time ago, vampires stopped turning humans into hybrids. That's what we call them. When a vampire drinks a human's blood then they usually drain the human out and kill them in the process."

After I was done I got into my pyjamas and tucked myself to sleep,then went to dream land. I ran swiftly on the forest ground, my heat thumped rapidly. I felt chills upon my skin as I kept running. I could still hear their claws, just as I felt I had lost them, I stopped to catch my breath, I took a look around trying to see if I was in the clear. Then the crunching of dried leaves from behind me was heard. I was surrounded by all five of them, all of them fully transformed, I stopped moving and watched them slowly, I examined their movement then lifted my hands at them, my eyes bloodshot, veins popping out and hair standing, I felt something in me begging to be realeased, I grabbed two guys

And even if I did manage to find one, how was I supposed to convince them to turn me? "That's impossible," I stuttered, my voice shaking with fear and despair. "Please, there has to be another way." The witches just laughed, like my pain was some kind of joke. "There is no other way," they said. "You were transformed by ancient vampire blood, and the only way to reverse it is to be turned by a first blood vampire."

Humans were always taken aback by vampires' beauty, it was a little pathetic; I wondered how long it would be before Anthony tried to drink her blood and whether or not I would be the one to have to save her. I listened to what he was saying, and tried to figure out how much of it was true. Any little bit of info on your enemy is always good to have. He said he lived with his family, that wasn't uncommon; when most vampires get turned they go back and turn at least one member of their family, usually a sibling or a cousin, just to avoid loneliness. Others turn their friends. And some vampires that are older when they get turned go back and change their lovers or spouses. Not that this is ver

He supposed table manners were probably different for the Wolves. “I told you it’s magic, but that’s… an oversimplification. Some of the Turned describe it more like a sickness. A ‘virus’. It can only take hold in people who are on the verge of death, and not by all kinds of death. A poisoned person probably won’t turn, they’ll just die. Same for a lot of human terminal illnesses- not all of them, though. Usually, it’s a. Um.” Lance stopped abruptly and looked up at Clyde, scanning his face. He didn’t know if he should say this part.