Vampiress Novels & Stories

he said. “That we do,” she mused. As he made to leave Elsa caught his arm. “I have a favor to ask of you,” she said in a hushed tone. He stopped and waited expectantly. “Your new friends,” she continued, “I’m sure they are fine, but one is a blood sucker and the other... well, let’s just say a little wild.” “She is a vympire, not a vampire,” he assured her. “She lives off the blood of live things, she has fangs, and... well... you should know... she drained Jessica of her blood,” Elsa said stubbornly.

It was not that I was to forcefully marry and bond with someone but it was the who. King Vampir was ruthless. He was the first vampire, the sire of the whole vampire race. He was not just a vampire but a hybrid, a cross between a witch and vampire, making him as old as the world, rendering him immortal. My stomach turned and I thought I would vomit right there as I continued crawling my way to the door, getting there and standing up only to rush out to the crowd outside, patiently waiting and hoping for their name to be called.

I couldn't help but admire his abs and bulging muscles which were visible from his shirt. What is he? He had this intense sweet scent that also felt sour at the same time. Is he a vampire? Vampires are real? And my mate is one?!. Alaric's POV.. She's definitely my mate, but what is she? From the scent and aura I felt, She's definitely a wolf, and a top breed , possibly an Alpha to be. My mate is a wolf? How is that possible, I'm an ancient Vampire, how would I mate with a wolf.

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”

She pouted then trudged out of the room. Nadia widened her eyes as the man came closer to her. He lifted his own wrist to his mouth and chomped down. The sound of breaking skin sent a cringing shiver down her spine. Blood pooled from the prick and Damon offered her his wrist. Nadia instantly shook her head. “You’re delusional.” She retorted. Damon furrowed his brows. “Vampire blood heals little wolf.” He urged his wrist forward for her to take. “I’m not drinking that.” She pursed her lips.

Master! “Yes Jerrif any news from our dear Majesty,” the voice owner is Harris Richard cliff. A big bad oldest vampire, seeking ultimate power to win over the entire world. “No,” the vampire servant said. “Pity, I have been waiting for my prey for so many years, and look, his Majesty is hiding like a new wife. Doesn't matter we almost reach that point. You can go now, I have some work to do.” ****** In Elsa's room, Elsa could feel in her sleep that her body was bouncing. Thereafter, she heard someone's voice.

Vampires are not very creative with names apparently. She was grateful that a dress, crimson red hobo dress with a sheer lace design around the shoulder and sleeves. It was beautiful but the colour was basically putting a bullseye circle for her amid Vadim’s followers. Not only they are loyal to Vadim, but they find her presence annoying seeing she is also connected to Armand, their leader’s enemy.

Before Izzie knew it she was flung around, coming face to face with a strange male vamp. His deep red eyes raked hungrily over her, drinking her in as he held her still. He was only a little taller than her, though that didn’t give her any sort of advantage.

They knew they had to act swiftly to rescue Katherine and stop Sophia's nefarious plans from coming to fruition. Victoria, with her newfound witch powers and werewolf genes, concentrated, tapping into the depths of her abilities. She closed her eyes, seeking a connection to Katherine through the intricate web of supernatural energy. As she delved into the ethereal realm, visions began to materialize in her mind—a decrepit castle, its towering spires reaching into the night sky, shrouded in darkness and situated deep within the vampire-infested territory.

I just wanted to meet you. -- Ok, I understood. (I answered) We started talking calmly like two adults and at the end, he made me understand that he was also a werewolf and that his name was PHILIPPE. And instead of hating him like I hated ANTOINE, something was burning inside me. I felt the urge to be closer to him and hug him. I didn't know what was happening but I knew that I had to get away from him as soon as possible or else I would risk making a mistake that I might regret. And he kept smiling at me all the time. A smile that made me dream. I was annoyed and shaking. His bewitching scent obsessed me. He approached me while looking me straight in the eyes. He was about to touch me when