Vampires Tattoo Novels & Stories

Does he think he's Don Draper from Mad Men? He was almost gentlemanly-almost. But the tattoo that popped out from under his cuff and ran the length of the back of his hand and the one peering out from his collar that went up his neck and stopped behind his ear was anything but gentlemanly. He loomed like a dark, mysterious creature. Fortunately, he still hadn't seen me. "Oh my God he's so fucking weird," the Vampire girl said, rubbing her neck. Did she want him to bite her? "Weird"

His bones within him suddenly started quavering. This had always been his terror, his fear! It was the face that tortured his mind in for seven years! It was 'the vampire’ himself! His head was bald and the fair skin upon it tattooed with a 3D image of a viper with a tail which ran with branches straight into his eyes . His eyes were red. One could visibly see red clumps of blood in it , and red arteries forming a chain from his faint blue Iris to the extremes of his eyes. His lashes were full and scattered. Dark as black.

I tired to connect with my inner magic but it was no use because i was drained. "Get the fuck off me..." She said with her voice shaky. "You're....a vampire....."she said and it was immediately followed with a scream. And i saw her lifeless body fall right in front of me. I let out a scream as i looked up trying to make out the person that just killed Candice. The person turned around slowly and i noticed a tattoo on the person wrist with a green Rolex. "Who.....are....y....you...?" I tried to say with my vision was blurring.

All the three elements, the wolf outline, the human skeleton that glinted golden and the words Red River inked in red glowed but the only element that stood out by glowing the most were the words: RED RIVER! It wasn't an ordinary tattoo that anyone could get it done from some tattoo artist. Even if one goes to the tattoo artist with the request of carving that tattoo, he would be turned down in a second, not just that but he would also be reported because this tattoo is the seal, a seal that's meant only for one Supernatural Race. They own it in the real sense because they are born with that tattoo. There is no tattoo artist hired for engraving that in the backhands of the species. It's natu

I smiled, though my body trembled slightly with unease. He smirked, his eyes darkening as he sauntered towards me. Slowly, he reached out, invading my space. My gaze drifted to his chest, where intricate tattoos sprawled across his skin, half of his left chest completely inked. There was a large python coiled menacingly, its fangs bared as if ready to strike. Surrounding it were other symbols—a bleeding dagger, an intricate skull wrapped in thorns, and a blood moon rising behind them all. The ink seemed almost alive, dark and haunting, like it held secrets too dangerous to reveal. I had seen something like this before. The imagery was disturbing, almost as if he were part of some secretive c

Kimmy screamed as the lights went off and something grabbed her. "I never got to ask, what do all your tattoos mean?" Kimmy inquired, touching her wrist. Jessie turned her hand over, just as someone covered in blood jumped out at them. "Well, the one of the crow. That is my vampire marking, and see the dragon wrapped around it. I got it after declaring that I am Dracula's daughter, so that is our symbol." Jessie paused to move out of a screaming fairy way.

I let Echo push forward and my eyes flashed yellow. His eyes flashed yellow in return and he bowed his head slightly. “You’ll want the special treatment.” Because of our healing we needed to use special ink for the tattoos to remain on our skin. For dragonkin they mixed Dragon’s Lily with the ink so the healing doesn’t kick in and for vampires they mixed Angel’s Trumpet. “He’s a vampire, do you have special ink for him?” The old man sized Milo up and then looked back at me. “Vampires and Dragonkin don’t usually mingle, but yes I have some in stock.”

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

I flinched at his tone. "Why are you always so careless?" he muttered before rolling up his sleeves. I was too weak to say anything. Suddenly, he bite his wrist and held it out to me. I stared at him in shock. "Lick it . You will be fine." He stated, inching closer to me as I look in horror. "No, No! I don't want to be a vampire!" I yelled, crawling to the corner. Drinking blood from a pure blood will turn me into a vampire!

I asked. " They exist in our environments and as future knightess we need to be prepared for these blood sucking creatures. Most vampires are immune, because they don't get burned by sunlight while some aren't so they come out at night. Vampires can be killed with different items and that includes garlic and even holy water, but the most popular and well known method is a silver stake. Every living creature can possibly die by just a stab through the heart. You will learn how to fight with these silver stakes." Lauren said, bringing out the stakes. " So you want me to believe that apart from ghosts there are other paranormal creatures and that includes vampires?" I asked.