Vampires Stories Novels & Stories

She sighed longed and exhale, her gaze constantly looking outside the veranda like her eyes were digging through something in the sky, a night where only the stars were glowing in their place but no moon. "Dad used to recite me the history when I was a small child. A history about the war between vampires and werewolves. He said they barely stand each other. My memories are vague about it as it was long before and I merely remember what he said. " "All he used to tell me was war history so grandma used to snatch me from Dad whenever he told me disturbing history. She believed I may get bad influence or get mentally disturbed and unhealthy if he tells me the violent history of war. I was just

"Miss Cassandra. I know your knowledge of our world is very limited. I must say that keeping yourself isolated all these years is both impressive and a bit frustrating. While I understand it was for your protection, separating yourself from your people benefits no one. Tell me, what do you know of vampires?" Folklore is all over the place when it comes to vampires. Some say they are demons. Some say they are blood sucking creatures that live forever. Some idiots like to think Vlad the Impaler was the first vampire. Most commonly it is written that they can only walk at night. They drink blood. And, of course, they are evil.

Apparently, last-night-me had decided we were now writing about vampires. Specifically, a vampire falling in love with a woman hunted by his kind. She was brave. He was tortured. There was a scene where he saved her from a rogue and then watched her sleep while battling his own thirst. I skimmed through it, cheeks heating. It was good. Embarrassingly good. And clearly inspired by a certain brooding neighbor who refused to stay out of my subconscious.

A gasp immediately escaped her lips "The men slaves are used as guards,only those who will swear their loyalty.But those who would not,would be killed." Jenna continued to explain "The ladies or girls are either used as sex slave or blood machine" "Blood machine?" Nina repeated Jenna nodded "What I mean is..the Vampires draws blood from them.If they're lucky and it's just a little amount,the lady might just become a vampire" Another fierce gasp escaped Nina's lips. "If they're unlucky and it's a huge amount," Jenna paused "She might die"

The ghost asked casually, while appearing to be pacing the floor. "What? Like the human who turns into a giant man-wolf during a full moon?" Miranda demanded, but she didn't let the ghost answer, "yeah I've heard about it. So much so that people write books about young girls falling in love with them, and those books have so much smut, its ridiculous." Miranda laughed. It was now the ghost's turn to send Miranda a deadpan look. "What?" Miranda asked when she noticed the look. "And what do you think of vampires?" The ghost continued to quiz.

I uttered and immediately left their table even though I heard their laughter. It's not fun. If I'm not mistaken, they're vamps…vampires! My head's gonna explode in no time. First the goddess itself and her magic, second, the wolfy stories—or rather me as a wolf. And now this? Vampires? In the middle of the afternoon? Aren't they supposed to be hiding, far from the sun? This information is hard to process. Fantasy stories turned out real? Who the hell would think that?! I'm slowly losing my sanity right now, I swear!

She said, her hands were still buried in her coat pockets. For a while they walked together in silence inhaling the cold air. Eventually Zara glanced at her. "Are you worried." Valkyrie laughed softly. "You're very observant." She commented. "I'm serious, are you worried?" Valkyrie's smile faded immediately. "The stories weren't supposed to be real at least." She turned to look sideways. Zara frowned a bit. "What stories?" "The ones you know, that parents tell young vampires when they want them to be close to home."

We got comfortable and prepared for the long flamboyant story about what he found out. “So I go back there and there’s all these super old book, like on witchcraft and werewolves and I even found some on Vampires. Do you think Vampires are real? Not the movie I vant to suck your bloooood ooooo type but like the real deal?” Taking another huge bite he set the notebook he had in his hand down on his lap. Looking around the room. “We are always made out to be mortal enemies since the beginning of our creation but I’ve never seen one.” Sitting back heavily and clearly disappointed.

I nod, writing down notes on the notepad she gave me. “Next are Vampires. A little different than those silly books you read. They can come out at night and do not in fact sparkle,” she giggles at me. “Also it’s Vamp-eer not Vapmire and they are primarily located in eastern Europe. They don’t have to drink blood, but must if they want to keep their Vampire abilities. Which are the ability to transform into a bat for flight and super strength and speed. Some of the oldest Vampires can also turn invisible. They remain at the age that they were transformed unless they are bred, which then they stop again at 21. And they also don’t die from old age. In order to get blood from their prey they can

“Vampires are undead, suicide victims, or witches, but vampires can also be created from evil spirits that enter a corpse and through the bite of another vampire. The legend of vampires is widespread, and in some places, it is even causing mass hysteria because some people are being accused of being vampires," said Vincent, murmuring the book he was reading.