Victorian Vampires Novels & Stories

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.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

said Alexis. The two women quickly made a potion to serve for dinner, they thought they could kill a vampire with poison. Meanwhile in Vladimir's private room, Victoria, Jacob and Vladimir are planning something to kill the cruel Greta and Alexis. "Victoria, Greta and herr mother are weak vampires. They have no use for us, they can't even become strong like us. How about we kill them? Do you agree or not?" he asked. Victoria nodded, "Yes, I agree with you."

He finally held on tight and then carried her to the bed and made love to her. Amy held him long into the night. The last words Victoria spoke that fateful night were haunting her. "I am now damned." That was why Victoria was afraid of being a vampire. She thought she would be damned. Amy realized the church played a vital role during that century, but how could Victoria think Marcus was damned? He was so good. Amy hated her, hated Victoria with every fiber of her being. She began crying softly. Marcus gathered her into his arms. "Shhhh, I wish you didn't need to know, but I'm afraid Victoria will hate you as much as she hates me and I must keep you safe."

she says as we turn away from Victoria. "Did I do something wrong?" She laughs softly like my foster mother used to before she would explain something. "Victoria has only ever felt the burden of pain. Her mother died when she was an infant, and her father was a drunk who sold her to the assassins guild. She will not be a mother to your children. She will not be your sweet housewife. She is a trained killer, and her skills range from torture to hacking government black sites. She is part witch and is stronger than your mother was. I killed your mother, Bonnie. She kidnapped my niece and nephew for a blood sacrifice, and I had no choice. I killed your birth father as well, turning you into the

I asked "I was punished for trespassing this land and I promised my life time, instead of being killed." She said "Where is this place and why can't I escape." I asked getting a little bit scared of not being able to go home forever. "This is the empire of vampires. Vampire realm. It is covered with a magical force field, which will not open unless he wants you to do so and once you do. You will drop died." My new maid said. "Wow, he is indeed evil." I said

KATERINA Just as I reached the next set of lockers, I froze, almost as though on instinct. My spine tingled the way it always did around unfamiliar vampires, and the scent of vampire invaded my nose, but this time ... there was something strange about it. Mixed with the sharp, pungent vampire scent was something unmistakably pleasant, almost resembling honey as well as spicy perfume. Slowly, I turned toward the lockers, totally unprepared for what stood in front me- or should I say who stood in front of me. The strangely pleasant-smelling vampire seemed to be observing me carefully as he peeked through his long, dark lashes and leaned against one of the lockers. He had a perfectly placed smu

Silas had given them the authority to strike decisively, and Nixon's team, armed with knowledge and cunning, infiltrated vampire hideouts like phantoms in the night. The first strike unfolded in silence, a ballet of precision as the squads breached the perimeters. Silas's fighters engaged with the vampires, their moves a choreography of supernatural prowess, claws, and fangs meeting with lethal precision. Nixon's team, adept at exploiting the supernatural vulnerabilities of their enemies, incapacitated the bloodsuckers with swift and surgical efficiency.

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉. Vampires!. We don't come uninvited but once you invite us, we are free to come and go as we like. The fool thinks I'm a whore, he's digging his own grave by himself, my mate must survive I don't care how many lives will be sacrificed, I'm a centre of attraction but if a man can't control himself, I'm also a centre of destruction, I will destroy all the good things in his life, he will be left empty before I come for his life.

When he made his way through the door, he felt his heart stop beating. Willow was snuggled under the covers with the Vampire Karmina had told him about. They shared kisses and smiles as if they had been lovers forever. Roy watched as her eyes softened as she gazed at the man beside her. Her hand caressed his cheek, her thumb running across his lips. The Vampire's eyes swirled red and gold, his fangs growing slightly as he nicks her thumb. She let out a soft gasp as a drop of blood oozed out of the tiny wound and the Vampire licked it before kissing her again. His vision quickly retracted, his heart thundering in his chest as his mind was returned back to his home. The window he was gazing th