Vamps Book Novels & Stories

* From those that brought you the critically acclaimed murder mystery, Vamp comes this all in all book that manages to shed light on the most sensitive topics evolving around the frailty of one’s mental health- -and the grief in all stages. And finally questioning how far we’re all willing to go to feel something, something as rare as, love. coming to Goodnovel soon :)

“You really need therapy, not a blog.” So much hate. So much mockery. Chloe almost clicked away. Almost. But then she noticed something odd. The last blog post was dated two years ago. The title was short. Ominous. “Do. Not. Sign.” Her heart sank as she clicked. “Vampires are real. Not the ones in books. The ones that blend in with us, but aren’t human. They feed on emotions, lust is their favorite. That’s how they get in. That’s how they hook you. They’ll offer you everything you ever wanted. Luxury. Love. Power. All for one thing: your soul. They don’t take it like the devil does in stories. They make you sign it away. If they ask you to sign a contract, don’t. You’re fine as long as you h

Her Mom and Dad would spend days shoving books in my face and even talk to me about them once I had finished. Breyona's Mom was right, there wasn't much information on Vampires. Just a small passage in the middle of the page, written in another language. It was obvious Breyona's Mom and Dad had translated the text, writing it on a spare sheet of paper and attaching it to the book. The passage enlightened me, and sent something cold rushing through my veins. Vampires -- 1902

Vic answered the system. "Sure! Vic!!" "Okay. I'm Sternly Vic." "Just who am I and who the hell are you!"

I apologize. But for those who like it, don't forget to check my other book. I also have a new ongoing one (PULSE: A CONTRACT WITH DAMIEN.) A seven in one book. Let's give you a sneak peek shall we? Vampires -Death. Fae's - Darkness. Demons - Agony. Werewolves - Curse. Humans - Fear. Witches/ Warlocks/ and Beasts - Dark magic. DOOM(HELL) - ALL. ALL THE SPECIES AND THEIR TRIBULATIONS.

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

She asked as she added another substance on my face, fuck I felt like a woman. " I'll take that one." I said and smiled. " So which should I take ? Psychic or psychologist?" " Second one. Psychics are supernatural beings." I said and she smirked. " Yeah. And according to Wikipedia, vampires and werewolves read minds too, I just hope you're not one." Riley said and my heart skipped. " You hate them?" I chose my words quietly. " Why would someone survive by blood? It's abnormal. They are monsters , evil , bloody , dangerous , bloodsuckers and diabolic." She said. Okay that ain't good.

By the time night fell, I’d accepted three things. 1. The Varyn House had a mood. 2. My crowbar, Brenda Classic, was my closest friend. 3. I was officially cohabiting with a vampire. Honestly? I’d had worse roommates. The lights above the kitchen table flickered lazily. The bulbs hummed even when the switch was off — like Brenda herself was breathing through the wires. I was surrounded by three coffee mugs, one bleeding pen, and a notebook labeled Operation Anti-Crispy.

I kick myself mentally every time for feeling such an attraction towards one of them and what’s worse, is that, in a way, I don’t want it to stop! I got up from the window shelf, deciding to shake away my rambling thoughts and I walked around the large library, eyeing up the rows and shelves of books, new and old. Some of them looked like they had been here for centuries and I hoped one day I’d be allowed to look through them all. I came across the old bookshelf that once held Emma’s journal and I began peeking at all the other books lined up with dust setting on their binders. My eyes suddenly focused on one book, ‘The rare breed – how to train and guide new vampires’, it was called.

Anvi was lying on her bed. She was not feeling well. Like Vanshika, she too got a fever. She got up from the bed and opened her cupboard. She took out a book which was on hunters. She closed the cupboard. Anvi sat on her bed and opened the book. She read a few pages, then read something she hadn't read before. Anvi read, "If a vampire turns a hunter into a vampire, then that vampire will die within thirty days."