Vampire Waluigi Novels & Stories

Urrale, Shaid, The White Tiger, and Summer: continued “Oh relax no one is talking about killing him just yet. I was just going to give you something to knock him out. It won’t be for long you will have five maybe seven minutes to get the hacker and get the hell out of there. If your mate is as strong as you say, then if I were you I would do it in three minutes. If he fights off the affects of the spell faster than the average wolf, I know he will be just as angry.” Urrale said, with a devilish smile. “Look two buildings to your right, I guess we aren’t the only ones watching the humans, that vampires is also planning some kind of attack.” The white Tiger said, pointing in the direction of t

She raised her hand and snapped her fingers. Behind her, the air tore open. Literally tore—like reality splitting into a wound. From the darkness within, two figures stepped out. Vampires. Tall, pale, with that unnatural stillness of the undead. Light black leather armor. Short swords glowing with dark energy—silver infused with something demonic. A shadow portal. Malik’s warlock had opened a gate straight into the greenhouse basement. “You’ve got company,” Valentina said. “And before you think about screaming—there are four more upstairs. Your silver guardian friend was the first to fall. Paralyzed spell. She’s alive… but if you don’t cooperate, she won’t be.”

Too weak. Inside, it's an absolute war zone. Shattered glass, splintered desks, and snapped chair legs are scattered across the floor. In the center of the destruction stand two monsters. The vampire is breathtaking. Liviel was right, it's a Cain Awakened. Specifically, it's Ilius Napki, a wildly famous fourth-year elite. Ilius folds his massive crimson wings, barely fitting inside the ruined room. Silver hair sweeps over rose-colored eyes as he lowers his gaze. He looks utterly aloof—an elegant, melancholic prince standing dead center in a bloody war zone.

Adrik said in a deep, frightening voice. "What did he mean by medicine?" Is it true that I'm going to be bit by a vampire?" his body shivered in fear. Adrik's face was terrifying enough to make anyone die of heartbreak. His green eyes were like burning green flames, and his long spear-like teeth pierced his lower lip, giving him the appearance of a vampire. "Leave me alone, sir... senior... congsiller." Darwin babbled struggling to free his hand from him. He was using all of his strength to break free from his powerful grip.

~~~ Amaya "Among the supernaturals, there are different types. Vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, witches, angels, demons and, elements. They all have different characteristics and abilities." Who would've thought that we had such creatures living among us? "The one who attacked you was a shapeshifter. They are known to be able to imitate any living form. They can change and impersonate any living being on this planet. They can be very dangerous. You might be having a normal conversation with your mom one day but it could be a shapeshifter and you wouldn't even know." As he spoke to me, a little piece of my memory from that night came back.

He stands over Walter waiting for something. "Kate, new to get Alanis out of here; this is not going to be pretty," Alpha Erick says. I stand back, watching and waiting. What the hell is going on? All of a sudden, Walter leaps to his feet. He is hissing at Alpha Erick and making crazy sounds. He is a fucking vampire. "What the fuck?" I scream as I stand back, trying to end of the first meal of my wife's father. "Stay back," Alpha Erick screams at me.

I pull my claws back in and look away, feeling more and more frustrated. Vivaldi just laughs. “I know you can't do it,” he says, all smug. “But how are you gonna get rid of me then, huh? You're not gonna spill any human blood or guts, and I've got the upper hand here. You might be stronger and higher up on the food chain, but I know your weakness—your vampiric secret.”

I swallowed the lump in my throat as he made his way over to his desk. "W-Why was s-she out there?" I asked. Master leaned back against the desk so he was almost sitting on it, placing the leash down in the process. "It's a stupid thing that some vampires do when their pet has misbehaved or they decide that they don't want them anymore." My eyes widened

I shuddered, my knees almost buckling. He brought those fingers to his lips. I gripped his hand and stopped him before he could put them into his mouth. His fingers were tinted pink with my wetness. The tears, the semen, the wetness between my legs—what we Vampires accept as natural is something I'm not so sure wouldn't thoroughly disgust a human. "Paul, I'm a Vampire," I said. "What makes my body wet is blood." He smiled. "It's okay. I'm a Werewolf. It's what I eat."

or it? "I won't ask you again, Vamp. What. Are. You. Doing. Here?!" I couldn't believe such loud words were coming out of such a tiny body. My ears were bleeding, literally. I wiped the blood off shakily and looked up. He was in the sky somewhere.