Vampires Romance Books Novels & Stories

"Just because the dust isn't disturbed doesn't mean that no one has been through there, Charlotte and I... We... Even after father had banned us from going in there, we would sneak in and sit in one of the back rooms as it is like a small library, there is a mountain of books in there that we couldn't find anywhere else. Like our history for both vampires and werewolves, I think there was a mate match of a werewolf and vampire in the Royal family a long time ago before any of the wars divided the two species, I think the war had something to do with that pairing. We would always make sure our steps were light, and we never touched anything but the door handle, so we didn't disturb the dust a

Whatever this is, involves Liberty, and if it involves her, it’s just as much my business as theirs. They both look at Esme. “Were you there, or are you yet to be there?” Christian demands loudly enough to make Liberty jump. “Both.” Esme stares at her hands and whispers her response. “Seriously! What the fuck aren’t you saying?” I jump to my feet, ready to lose my shit, they asked us all to be here but tell us nothing. Zander nods in Uriel’s direction. “You should take a look at this.” Uriel puts the book on the table and my stomach hits the floor. ‘Vampyres or Vampires? – An encyclopaedia of fact, fiction and food sources.’ What the actual fuck?

The flickering candlelight danced across her face, casting elongated shadows that seemed to mirror the thoughts swirling in her mind. Her thoughts drifted to Zoe, the young woman whose presence had ignited a spark of recognition within her. Esmaralda had sensed the powerful aura that emanated from Zoe the moment she had set foot in her presence. It was a familiar energy, one that resonated with her own ancient bloodline of vampires.

Hope nodded, taking a deep breath before leaving with Florence who promised to have her back soon. Faith gave the room a quick tidy, much to the displeasure of Lizzie the maid who caught her in the act, playfully scolding her. Whilst Lizzie changed the bed, Faith went to the library to the section she hadn't been brave enough to explore yet. Vampires. The central wall was covered in books about them, constantly playing on Faith's mind as she read. Until then, she hadn't given into her curiosity, but given the light of recent situations she couldn't hold off any longer. Marching into the room, thankfully empty as usual, she waltzed straight up to the centre display and started climbing the go

She watched him intently reading her schedule. “Go back to your classes. I'll see you later mate," he said and gave her the schedule back. He disappeared into the thin air leaving Cassandra all by himself. “That fvcker,” she cursed under her breath and stomped her feet. She breathed deeply and looked at the ceiling, realizing something. Her mate is no other than Sebastian Alistair Blood and worst of all he is the vampire prince. Cassandra doesn’t know if it’s possible to be mates with a vampire. Cassandra was lost in her thoughts. She heaved a sigh and left the room. She went back to her classes as the break was finally over.

But because of their heightened senses, Vampires can read human emotions by the sound of their heartbeats. Vampires can consume food and drink but at a cost. What goes in must come out. And because the intestines no longer process waste, it generally comes out in an "uncomfortable" way. Otherwise, food has little appeal to Vampires. Vampires continue to crave sex and relationships.

KATERINA Just as I reached the next set of lockers, I froze, almost as though on instinct. My spine tingled the way it always did around unfamiliar vampires, and the scent of vampire invaded my nose, but this time ... there was something strange about it. Mixed with the sharp, pungent vampire scent was something unmistakably pleasant, almost resembling honey as well as spicy perfume. Slowly, I turned toward the lockers, totally unprepared for what stood in front me- or should I say who stood in front of me. The strangely pleasant-smelling vampire seemed to be observing me carefully as he peeked through his long, dark lashes and leaned against one of the lockers. He had a perfectly placed smu

Another reason he hated the nobles and royalty. “I prefer you, my dear, over that one. Experience over youth always wins in my books.” He congratulated himself on not cringing as he spoke to her wrinkled visage. Vampires didn’t age like other supernatural species or humans. They stayed young for hundreds of years. Only the told of their lives would add age to them. Or they’d have to be hundreds of years old before their aging became noticeable.

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

" He tries to pull the book out of my hands, but I cling to it like a lifebuoy. I'm not really used to the charming and malicious Lucian yet. I think I preferred the old one! At least I could tell him to get lost without feeling guilty. The new one is more endearing and makes my body shudder. And it's is a very bad idea to give him room to. He leans against the foot of my bed, a mutinous smile on his lips. "If ever you feel like really having fun, we can do some practical work..." "You should go take a cold shower.... It's strange, I thought vampires were cold-blooded!" "We're also meant to be creatures made to seduce you, young innocent girls like yourself, attracting you into our lair..."