Vampires Monster Novels & Stories

The only thing she couldn't get from him was their exact location and the reason behind their constant attack. "I actually have no idea where he is. He was here not too long," Draco told Kira, wondering where he could have disappeared to. "If that's the case then I'm sure he'll be back soon. Let's begin," she announced as everyone took their seat. "We were finally able to get a name from that bastard and apparently, those monsters are called vampires. We also found out they're aim is to slowly annihilate every werewolves in existence which means they must really hate our guts. Why they hate us so much and are after us, is what we still don't know," Kira announced to the pack elders, includin

It would have been a different story if the latter was a lycan. The monsters could hear his commands to Liv, and she provided the instructions to the other children. Immediately there was a frenzy as four monsters dove for the ten-year-old. She cried out and bent low over her dragon. The beast spun around in a tight circle, going right through the vampires. Sharp claws scraped the shimmering green scales, leaving a trail of blood in the air. The dragon didn't hesitate, but spun back, his wedged head extended as he bathed the monsters in a steady stream of fire.

~~~ 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.

Monica squeezed my hand. I closed my eyes in relief. "Are you in pain? Squeeze once for no, twice for yes." She squeezed my hand once. "Do you know what happened to you?" She shakily squeezed my hand twice. "I'm so sorry that happened to you, sweetie. But we got them, all of them. The Vampires have been feasting on Werewolf blood. They're gone, sweetie. They're gone." Monica squeezed my hand twice.

Those three are terrifying! Sir Darenn looks puzzled when I look at him. What about Sir Darenn? Is he similar to them? Is he also a monster? Is the child in front of me a monster as well? I gulped, and my entire body trembled in fear; they're vampires, not humans. They're bloodthirsty monsters who are terrified of the sun. That's why the mansion is so dark, and they only leave at sunset. Once again, I see the child slowly approaching me; he's debating whether or not to approach me, and he's about to cry, but he suddenly runs up to me, and I was surprised when he hugged me tightly.

“The good news is, we already know how to defeat them in those states. The bad news is, as you all discovered tonight, it’s hard.” “Was that thing a werewolf?” Aurora asked, leaning around Meagan and Shane to look at him. “No, it was a Vampire, but under certain circumstances, we’ve discovered they can shift into the forms of wolves. Sometimes bats. I don’t know if there’s anything else. I don’t know why, or how some can do it and others can’t. Then there are the mist monsters, which aren’t as hard to kill once you realize they do have necks. Vampires in general who’ve been affected by this particular phenomenon are just stronger—like that real life version of Dr. Facilier who jumped out at

Monsters who reigned in the dark, driven by pure bloodlust; monsters that I thought were the products teen fiction novels I loved as a teenager, where they were beautiful and graceful and every girls' heartthrob: The bastards were vampires. They were real, walking, un-living fucking vampires. **

“The better prepared we are for battle, the greater the odds of our succeeding.” “You refer to the vampires as monsters when, technically, you are one as well,” Hank mused. “I am one of many things,” Jasper thoughtfully admitted. “Having spent time amongst all three of what I am, I believe that the vampire is the worst of them. Therefore, he qualifies as a monster. If I am also a monster, I pray to keep that part of me subdued until I am able to eradicate vampirism from my body.” Hank sounded impressed as he asked, “You can do that?”

Is he for real? "What kind of monster are you?" The old man smirks. "Well, maybe before I snatch your life from you, maybe you have the right to know what kind of monster is going to kill you. I'm Voger Hrren, the King of Vampires. I was the husband of the famous hybrid That's how you think you know as well. If you came from the underworld, then maybe you know her by now. I was a monster who only drink blood of all of the creature."

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.