Vampires Love Novels & Stories

And as he spoke, he would break down in tears. "Elizabeth… I know I was wrong. Will you wake up and look at me one more time? Or… should I come find you instead?" He drank the concoction of eclipse herb from the glass. Kael had once told me that vampires were nearly immortal—almost impossible to kill. And the eclipse herb was one of the few things that could end them. It would turn him human for three days… before burning him to nothing. Pressing his face against mine, tears streaming down, he whispered, "Elizabeth… can you wait for me?"

he said in a tone that reeked of amusement. “He’s not inadequate. He’s also not former!” I cried out. “No, my love. There is a code … a law if you will… amongst vampires. Impregnating a mortal is as good as marrying them. He may have been your lover, but he is no more. You belong to me, my beauty,” he replied in a firm, yet sultry tone. “What? What are you… What?” I stammered. My mind was reeling. “No! You can’t… no… I… we love each other.”

"No, no. I didn't say that. Kang was turned, but he wasn't turned by me or my friends. He was turned by the dead ones" "What?" "We have all become vampires through one circumstance or the other, but we are different in a certain way. Newly turned vampires are called Newborns. Then, there are the dead ones. These vampires are the ones that have completely given in to their thirst of blood, such that they have become slaves to it. The third kind of vampires are referred to as the golden ones or the royals. There are only a few of us left. Royals have lived for centuries and are the oldest kinds of vampires. We still need blood to survive, but our thirst do not control us"

Ken looked confused. “Wait, bloodline?” he asked. “It’s like soulmates, but for vampires. It’s a deep connection that draws you toward each other. You feel it now. “What humans call `raw love,’ we call `bloodline.’” “So that’s your excuse for why you stay?” he asked. She grabbed his cheeks again.

CHAPTER SEVEN. (Downtown Svetyland. The werewolves territory.) •T–––M–––V–––P–––L• Vampires hated the sun, it wasn't news. All supernatural beings knew that well. On the contrary, Damien loved the sun. It was one thing he loved about the earth. How a big yellow globe was hung in the sky, exuding great heat and warmth to him. Although he couldn't go anywhere without his daylight ring.

THEY SAID IN a vampire's lifetime, love and romance are crucial things. Unlike humans, they are only capable of being in love with one vampire for their whole life. The moment you found yours, it's impossible to set your eyes on another one. Together, you will have each other forever. It's both a curse and a gift. That's why vampires value marriage more than anything. It is more than a tradition, or bloodline ties, something deep like love bounds to keep two vampires together eternally.

I nod, “Yeah, and often basic chemistry.” He looks me in the eye as he sighs, “Vampires give in to carnal temptation a lot, which coincides with what you refer to as chemistry. However, feelings are more reserved for humans. This pertains to that poem a bit. Now let's see if you believe in what you write.” Is he challenging me? I look at him. He smirks, “Vampires rely on certain things to indicate who they can...let close.” I glare at him and say, “Do you mean as an ally or lover?” He surely can't mean what I think he does!

He smiled at me. “There is whipped cream?” I nodded. Of course, I brought him whipped cream. He behaves like someone on crack with that stuff. He is obsessed. Yeah, the love of my life is weird because I think that vampires should be obsessed with blood because it’s what keeps them alive. Not George though. He seems to defy the law of normality every now and then. Probably does it to say a big fuck you to nature and I love him for it. “Of course, there is.” Why’d I deny him of something he loves right now?