Vampires Don't Sparkle Novels & Stories

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

The sun was strangled by shadow until only a blood-tinged rim remained. An eclipse. My gut clenched hard. This was witchcraft. "What the hell is going on?" Lupercus mumbled. "Trouble." A stench slithered through the cracked window on a sudden draft, and with it came the taste of old blood, sour and rancid on my tongue. I curled my lip back over my teeth. "Vampires." Lupercus's head snapped toward me, disbelief flashing like lightning across his face. "That's not possible. They wouldn't be so brazen!"

EPISODE 1 💮 I am a vampire, and that is the truth. But the modern meaning of the word vampire, the stories that have been told about creatures such as I, are not precisely true. I do not turn to ash in the sun, nor do I cringe when I see a crucifix. I wear a tiny gold cross now around my neck, but only because I like it. I cannot command a pack of wolves to attack or fly through the air. Nor can I make another of my kind simply by having him drink my blood. Wolves do like me, though, as do most predators, and I can jump so high that one might imagine I can fly. As to blood--ah, blood, the whole subject fascinates me. I do like that as well, warm and dripping, when I am thirsty. And I am oft

I didn’t understand the point in all this extravagance, but I was a much simpler person. If all a vampire has is time, then they have time to gather a bunch of expensive shit. “Thanks for the little tour, I am ready for Ms. Gonzalez if you could please let her know,” I said. She nodded and left me alone. I got out my laptop and video camera, getting all set up. There are so many wives tales surrounding vampires and one of the biggest is that they supposedly cannot be photographed. Not at all true. They are the most vein creatures for the most part, they absolutely love the camera.

“Probably the opposite of every stereotypical fact the humans have ever told in stories… they sleep in beds, usually at night. And yes, they need it too. They eat food, drink other liquids, usually booze, and only need blood to survive in small doses. Party animals actually, really sociable with one another and live-in covens for all night raves and the what. They can feed from one another too, which is common in mated vamps given feeding can be sexual. They’re not afraid of garlic, holy water, or wooden stakes, and they do have reflections, and five o’clock shadows if they are male. It’s always been one of the weirdest ones I heard that a vampire can never have a beard…I mean if that was tr

“How else do they reproduce? Bite people under the full moon?” “No, that’s us,” Kam grinned, and I snorted. “What do they look like?” Rose asked. “Like pale people. They tend to be allergic to sunlight. As in break out in hives when they’re outside,” I said. Maybe I should give her some false information, just for shits and giggles? No. That would only make her worse if she ever meets a vamp. I checked my phone. Ten more minutes. Rose bit her lip. “So, they don’t sparkle or dust in sunlight, but what about blood?”

If they're afraid of light --" "Crap," Henry muttered. "Dark Pools. Nasty monsters. They blend completely in the shadows, and they're basically like big hungry mouths. Shine light directly on them and they dissolve, but people generally can't detect them until it's too late. Someone had to have summoned them, but . . . wait, why can YOU see them?" Shamira shrugged. She looked around and noticed that some things seemed crisper. "Strange. I never noticed it before, but vamps can see stuff better in darkness than in light, can't they?"

"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.

My brain is blurry and my ears are made of cotton and I don’t know where I am, why, who would commit this ignominy upon my person: wake me up when the sun is bright in the sky and I am sapped of all strength. “Can I hide in here? She’s grumpy today.” I gather six months’ worth of energy and unearth myself from under the blankets, but run out of steam when it comes to lifting my eyelids. No, we Vampyres don’t pulverize in the sun like glitter bombs. Sunlight burns us and it hurts, but it won’t kill us unless the exposure is unfiltered and prolonged. However, we are pretty useless in the middle of the day, even inside.

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