Vampires Have To Be Invited In Novels & Stories

“Vampires aren’t real.” Seth grit his teeth. “Keep talking, Luna. I’m trying to be serious and supportive for once.” He was, and it was killing him. “Thanks, Seth. I appreciate it. Really. So anyway, I guess they have to be invited, in a way. Demons can’t just wander into random homes so much. I mean, they can, but it’s really rare. And if they do, they tend to be the really dumb ones who don’t know any better.”

I heard Vera’s voice from the kitchen. “She actually walked in herself?” Adam asked. “Yeah,” Vera replied. “Maybe that stuff is just a myth.” “It isn’t, you actually have to invite them in or they get stuck at the door,” Vera explained. “Damn, at least we know now,” Adam said. It turned out that they had suspected I was a vampire all along. That's why they had been trying to invite me over to their house - they knew that vampires couldn't enter a home unless invited by the owner.

Subject: Your Blood Party Invitation – October 18th “Dear Elena, Your application has been thoroughly reviewed and enthusiastically approved. You are cordially invited to the Blood Party on Saturday, October 18th, at midnight sharp. Final location details will be transmitted exactly twenty-four hours prior. Arrive alone. Bring nothing but your body, your honesty, and an open mind. Dress elegantly — something that flatters the throat. Blood donation is always voluntary. However… many of our guests discover that the experience becomes far more transformative than mere feeding. We look forward to tasting you. – The Host” I read it at least twenty times, my pulse thundering in my ears. This coul

"Why have me sign that contract and stay here?" Federico couldn't tell Hailey the truth—that he believed he may carry his chosen blood. That's what made her special. Every vampire had their own unique chosen blood—blood that was more flavorful and powerful to that vampire. The odds of finding the exact carrier were incredibly low. That's why as soon as Federico suspected Hailey might contain his chosen blood, he had insisted she stay by his side. But Federico couldn't just keep Hailey as a blood pet—not in this day and age. With social media and how much more advanced police gadgets had gotten, that would almost certainly lead to mortals uncovering the truth about the existence of vampires.

He’d kill her if he did it again. Since he laid eyes on this wolf, she’s been nothing but trouble. Causing him such flustered effects and getting away with it. He had to know what it was about. So he kissed her. At first he thought nothing of it but then the sensuality grew. He knew something drew him to the woods that far. It was like witch craft pulling him like a sirens song. He knew something would happen, just not this. Vampires don’t mate. They don’t even know the meaning of love much less create an undeniable bond with someone. Sure they procreate, but it’s meaningless.

I couldn't begin to imagine how pissed they were now that I had put down one of them. "If you could, you would have come in by now. You need me to invite you, don't you?" Silence. I got up and crept into the living room. "Hello?" I whispered. "I'm not going to invite you in." "You're a Vampire, Kim Russell, and I don't need an invitation to enter your home," the voice said. "It's only as a courtesy. Are you going to open the door, or am I going to burst through it?"

Another figure leapt out of the darkness to where she was lying, picked her up and hoped away Earlier, Damien had gone hunting for blood. Damien didn't usually hunt for blood every night, a single person's blood was able to sustain him for a few days. However, ever since he crossed paths with Elsie, he has been strangely hungry for blood and never got his fill. He was deep in the forest, he picked up the scent of blood which meant someone was approaching. He got a feeling which wasn't the usual feeling the smell of blood gave him. Vampires, all vampires get crazy at the smell of blood when they needed their refill. They get drawn to it like a mouse does to cheese. But for Damien, his nose pe

I watched in amusement as she walked away, sighting her fake butt job. "What did she mean by specialty?", I asked, all my senses attuned to where Vanir's hand rested on my thigh, his fingers tracing circles on the exposed skin as I tried to regather my wits. "Vampires come here to seek a sexual high by feeding", Vanir said and I gasped, definitely from his words and not the fact that a finger of his just brushed my nipple. "Humans volunteer for that", Vanir added. "Why would one do that?", I asked, my mind heady as his chocolate scent wrapped around me, intoxicating me as I squirmed on his lap.

“Do you have an invitation?” They’ve got some sort of event on. Great. “I have... other business. It’s urgent.” Should I mention that I’m here to claim my favour? I don’t think that’s a good idea. That doesn’t give me anything else to say. I stand silently as the doorman sends someone off. Guests stare at me as they pass, some curious, some arrogant, a couple with something like lust. Or hunger. I smell the dust and old blood that tells me some must be vampires, so more likely I look like a tasty meal than a tasty hunk.

The vamp said in a sweeping bow before turning and walking to the main double doors. There were two guards standing at the entrance and Kim watched as the Irish vamp reached into his jacket and handed one of them an envelope. The guard nodded and let him through without a question. "Shit" she cursed to herself. This event was invitation only. Even as she figured this out she continued her slow stride to the front entrance. Seduction was all she had at the moment and if that didn't work then killing them would be next. "Invitation?" The vampire guard asked. He was huge to say the least and Kim wondered for a moment if she could take them if this didn't go well.