Vampires Scooby-doo Novels & Stories

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. I waited to watch in alert and zero seconds. The new vampires stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look like an angry bat, short, red-skinned, and a very huge head. I quickly recognized that one to be the night prowler. He was of the Yara-ma-yha-who breed. An ancient breed common in Japan.

The dragon said as she waved her hands and the statue became dust. "Farewell, Leader of the Sakhorah Vampdragons, I hope to see you soon!" The Humanoid Dragon said and the mountain Door was open. Vic exited the Cave and he could see Spiro fighting with a beast, it was still a basic tier beast. "Gosh, this boy and his silver sword." Vic laughed to himself before remembering something, "Heck, my eyes." Vic had forgotten that his Vampdragon Eyes was still activated. He knew if Spiro could see him like this, he will be afraid of him.

Vampires believe that the blood with the smell of the ocean is the most delicious. I saw Cassandra standing next to the kids. There were two kids crying and he put them to bed. They were outside the crime scene, they were on the side and sitting on the bench. The boy kept on calling Mom while pointing out the crime scene while the girl kept on crying and she didn't know how to stop. I want to go near her to talk but I’ve seen eyes around. There are other vampires roaming around aside from us purebloods. The lower house are also here and they are keeping their eyes on her, on her blood.

Cassandra nodded hastily, and they began to walk to the area where the scream seemed to originate. Cassandra wanted to vomit at the sight of the dead body in front of her. It was a girl of their age, and her body was sliced open. She had missing organs, heart, and even eyes. The girl also has a missing leg and was murdered brutally. "Holy moly! What kind of monster would do this to a girl?" Cassandra asked. Sebastian looked around and spoke. "Ghouls."

He ran his hands over his face roughly. Before he could give another order, a sudden screech echoed across the battlefield. A group of vampires approached. One was far larger and more monstrous than the others. Its eyes glowed an unnatural red, and its claws were curved like scythes. Two wolves were flung aside like rag dolls as the creatures charged forward. “Take that thing down!” Ryder growled, and the four of them charged at it at once.

I was about to stand to see clearly how the fight was going on when someone suddenly grabbed me from the back. "Got you," said the baritone voice as I felt a strong arm around my shoulders, holding me captive. I froze in fear. A man. A vampire. He must be with the long-haired woman!

“Look here are the bottles you smash into the vampires or submerge your weapon in when attacking. I labeled them, and they are Purple V for the vampires. Green Z for Zombies are what I used to help at least subdue them. However, I don't know how effective it may work on them due to their makeup.” “Amber that is terrific. I looked up some information my good friend Marco had provided me about attacking them. He said chopping off their head and burning them has been working so far. However, he told me they are very strong, very resilient, and seem driven by orders.” Alex adds while examining her bottles of mixtures she had put together.

The ones with the red eyes and large, sharp teeth. Rogue vampires. Oh, great.

“It's way more than that. We have: Moonfeast: Once a month, the village gathers beneath the Bloodwell. Goblets overflow with mortal blood, and the air fills with haunting music played on bone flutes and silver strings and the blood is shared one by one. The Claiming: A ritual where vampires mark chosen humans as theirs, lovers, thralls, or prey. Possession is both power and devotion. The most terrifying of them all. The Eternal Silence: A law forbidding loud laughter, music, or mortal-like festivity. Joy, if it exists here, is quiet, dangerous, and always tinged with hunger. Where are we, in prison?” “Okayyyy… That's wayyyy worse than I imagined. I won't even survive one week here. How do yo