Victorian Vampires Novels & Stories

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.

He would lose himself in this woman. How the hell had he gotten to this point? The world had turned upside down, or he truly had moved past Pebbles. He stiffened in her arms; the thoughts of Pebbles had deflated him. Vica seemed to know what was going on because she bit into his neck. Lucian had never been bitten by another Vampire. He moaned as she sucked on his neck. His hands moved to her ass, pulling her closer. When he moved her, he noticed that she had undone his pants.

She was remembering—reliving—the moment that had shattered her. This was the night Dominic was transformed into a vampire. The memory played out before me like a dark, tragic theater, each detail sharper and clearer. I could still hear the screams, the low moans, and the deadly silence that had followed his transformation. Victoria had been the one to make him, to doom him to the curse that now defined his very existence.

Nabita’s pov ; The battle erupted, a symphony of ferocious snarls, thundering footfalls, and the clash of teeth and claws against wicked steel. Each pack member fought with unwavering resolve, their bodies moving in perfect harmony with the primal instincts coursing through their veins. Victor, the vampire. who had accompanied us on this journey, displayed unearthly agility and strength. He effortlessly evaded the ritualists' attacks, his movements fluid and precise. With each strike, he disarmed his foes, rendering them helpless against the combined might of our pack.

Evelyn recoiled as the vampire's hand made contact with her cheek, the force of the blow causing her head to snap to the side. The vampire's jaw was clenched tight, her anger palpable. Emaline felt horror as her mother let out a piercing scream of agony before collapsing to the ground. Emaline overheard her mother's anguished screams. A piercing scream escaped from Emmaline's lips. "Mom! Papa!" Thrown with great force, Victor collided with the rear wall of his home. Evelyn bore witness to the event and let out a piercing scream. "Victor! Victor, my love!" Emaline fought against the unyielding grasp of the vampire, her heart heavy with the anguished wail of her beloved mother echoing in her e

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

Eleanor's P.O.V I smiled as I held the newspaper in my hand and looked at the large title written in bold on the front page. 'YET ANOTHER KNIFE VICTIM' It was connected to a person's lifeless body. No, it wasn't a person. It was a vampire. A fucking bloodthirsty monster. He laid there lifeless on the floor with a body so unrecognisable that it would make people shudder at the murderer's viciousness. I'm curious who could be so ruthless.

1st September 1335 Gwendolyn was returning home, she trudged past the lonely path that led back to the mansion. The night was dark, but the moon accompanied her, shedding its light on the earth and brightening its surface. Embracing herself, Gwendolyn gulped as she cited the mansion from afar, she was almost there and she was going to make it home. Seeing a faint silhouette behind her, she took to her heels, tripping and falling over. She could feel its presence as it approached closer. The town was well aware of the 12 vampires who roamed Arcadia Falls with the witch even though they had been striving to keep themselves away from humans. “Please don't hurt me!”

Victor had finally grown up a little and Friedrich and Melissa were seriously considering naming him king. It seemed what I did had helped the boy to find himself a little and he had become the man we all knew he could be, even if his parents didn’t think so at one point. Little Viktoria was right! She met her wolf on her fourteenth birthday and officially became the first hybrid female born from a vampire. She loved our way of life so much and decided not to go to the city, which was a huge relief to both me and her mother. At least one of them wanted to hang around with us.

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