Vampires Never Get Old Novels & Stories

Plus, the boy was gorgeous. He didn't look like he was more than nine, though vampires age differently. Honestly, their ageing confuses me. Some of them can age twice the age of humans, or thrice. While some age like humans. It varies from each vampire. "Oh my sweet little red yam, I've missed you so much," Scarlette sobbed, smooching his cheek against her while he laughed. Sweet little red yam?

“Let me not even ask what they are. I know it comes with the job. I do have a few of my own as well. However, as they say…one day all shall become known. We shall have to confess them secrets someday.” “I cannot wait to come clean.” “Make that two…and by the way, the one you call young man could be hundreds of years old. You know they never age, right.” “For God’s sake Adams, I should remind you that I am a vampire hunter. The older they are, the good it shall feel to send them back to wherever earth they came from.” “Please remind me not to ever cross or get into your path. I do not wish to prove the statement. I take your word for it honey.”

From the scowl on his face, I knew it wasn't good. The children weren't with them, if you could even call them that. They were younger than Julian, but a whole lot older than me. Within the vampire community, they were barely old enough to be considered children and not toddlers. Hell, even Julian barely made the title of being an adult. Having such long years within life had its own set of rules within a society. Babies were considered babies until they were well over fifty years old. Yet vampires aged into their adult bodies at twice the speed any wolves and humans did. There the aging would slow down to a crawl. Luciana had given me the book on the natural life cycle of vampires one day w

She rolls her eyes and starts again, her head snapping up. “You’re 123 years old?” “I guess I am, technically. That guy, I don’t know, based on the colour of his eyes I’d say he’s older than me. Most vampires have normal-looking eyes but the older they get, the more their irises turn red, and then slowly silver. That guy’s whole eye was silver.” She nods, trying to examine Alaric’s eyes; she can’t see any signs of him aging at all. She tries forcing herself to see something, even just one line spoiling his pale complexion, but there’s nothing.

He drank too much, and she was near death. The Vampire, now with the knowledge of this modern world he found himself in, picked Ann up and took her to the part of the compound that did not burn down. He laid her down on the bed. He bit his own wrist and held Ann’s head to position her to drink. Ann was not responding. The Vampire was getting worried, understanding now what a Vampire’s promise meant. If she dies, he will burn forever. In his time, there was no such thing as boiling skin from a promise. They simply did as they pleased, and the humans offered them sacrifices. They drank a human to death and did not have to feed for weeks. When he was drinking from Ann, he learned the agreement

It's one of the things she had to learn from Ingrid. The royal family's strengths are based on the years they have lived. The older they are, the stronger, wiser, and fiercer they will be. Unlike the normal vampires, they could survive without blood for a decade and can never die from thirst. Sure they will experience pain as normal vampires could but their heart will not stop beating and they could even survive with a drop of blood for another decade to come.

“No, aging is normal but it won’t affect us physically. Only our age will increase.” “Oh? Means you can die at some particular point?” “Can say… no vampire can live more than 100 years, some can, who have special powers or if they’re blessed by the deities.” He shrugged his shoulders. She sighed loudly. She got to know much more about vampires and she felt so satisfied. “By the way, you’re so excited about my death.” He chuckled and she glared at him. “No! I just behaved so excited…” she uttered and slapped on the back of his head.

That's probably how a mother always reacts to her daughter. "Let's take a seat, Dad," I said, sitting in front of them and trying to absorb them. They are now 100 years old, yet they still appear young. I suppose that's how werewolves are, immortal like vampires and other living things. "So, what's the deal with the unexpected visit, Dad?" I inquired.

Lexy asked again. “There is no way to do that. Their bodies are basically dead before they become a vampire,” one answered weakly. He was the oldest among the remaining five vampires. He answered weakly not because he was losing his strength, it was actually because he wanted to appear like he was dying and take his cue to attack when the enemy lets its guard down.

They were mostly solitary creatures, but lately, many reports of vampire attacks came from all over Europe. Vampires are fast, strong, and hard to kill. To kill a vampire was to cut his head and burn his heart. Only then is a vampire truly dead. That's why we trained Enforces so that they could fight against vampires, our biggest threat. Many thought that vampires are immortal, but they are not. They could live up to 300 years, while werewolves could live up to 150 years old. Werewolves older than 100 are called Elders and usually form the Council of the Elders. They help werewolves and packs with their knowledge, train Alphas, and Betas and, on special occasions, play the role of Alphas if