Vladimir Vampire Novels & Stories

“Do you know anything about these new vampires?” “Not much,” he admitted. “Only that they are hungry for blood. There are 5 of them altogether.” I nodded, but then remembered he couldn’t see me. “Did you know that one of them is 16 years old?” There was silence on the other end for a moment. “What?” “Her name is Natalia; she’s amongst the 5. She’s only 16 years old,” I explained. “Which wasn’t approved by the council.” “I’d assume not,” Alberto murmured. “I’ll get a hold of them and report it right away. Thanks for letting me know.”

I still felt the grasping hands emerging in my dreams were too real. Sol's hands froze at my side for a moment before they rested on my legs. I didn't move away from his touch. I watched as his thumb rubbed my leg gently in slow motions as he spoke. "I have to admit that I have had very few daymares until recently." A deep frown settled on my face as I registered his words. A 365- or 366-year-old vampire didn't have dreams. It seemed like a tormented thing. "What was your nightmare about?" he eventually asked. I shook my head as I sighed deeply. I turned my eyes from him to the open window on my right side. The sun was just setting coming up.

After Xian brought me to his condominium unit and we talked, that was when I truly discovered his identity. I was shocked to learn that he was actually a vampire. "Y-you're a vampire?" While lying on the sofa with him holding my hands, he admitted he belonged to the vampire race. "That’s right. I am Xian Vladimir, and I come from the Dracula bloodline." I didn’t know how to react or what to say, but I felt even more uncomfortable because his face was so close to mine.

Madison lay near her, side sliced open, bleeding, and barely conscious. One of the vampires reached down and tasted Madison's blood. He spit it out. “A sinner, not a saint,” he had said, standing. He gripped my throat. Scenting me. “Well, well, well, a little vampire in disguise. Very clever. Did you do that or did someone else?” “Do what?” I clawed at his hand. “Mask your vampire blood.” He laughed out loud. “Oh, that is very clever. Not many would survive a bite.”

The noble-man vampire was being welcomed by the owner of the slum. "Lord Ridfield, it is nice to see you. How can I help you?" asked Kashmir, a fat vampire who owns the slum with brown skin and a thick mustache like most men in one of the countries in Asia. The nobleman glanced at Michelle, the girl who was being dragged away by the two well-built vampires. "I want to bring this bitch back. She is no longer of use to me. Get me fresh cattle, under eighteen if possible."

To talk about sacrifice, me myself is one of his prime sacrifices as I have been dead and invisible for the World. I m his only beloved son but for the sake of his Clutch, I have been hidden from the World. I have respect his decision forever and will do it eternally. I don’t know much but Lilith told me when I was born, the devil priest saw the waves destroying the sun in my eyes. Sun is considered the biggest frailty of Vampires and it was destroyed by the waves. That was the time it was decided, my mission to destroy the most powerful enemy of Vampires, Werewolves.

he asked. “I can speak little English,” someone with a thick Russian accent said. “What are you doing here?” Declan asked, switching over to Russian. Stepping forward, the vampire looked relieved. “We ran into a group of vampires. Armand’s clan. They attacked us. Our humans.” “How many of you are there?” “Maybe forty or so…there were more.” The vampire’s chest heaved. “They killed my mate.” “Where’s your clan elder?” “We left him. He aligned with Cyrus.”

“Esmeralda. He wanted to compel another vampire from Vadim's clan.” “Who is Vadim?” Elijah quizzed. “Oh! he's the Vampire King.” He realized after some seconds of thinking.

Before she knew it he was right there beside her as she felt a gush of wind. "I do." he whispered in her ears "But a vampire can have as many wives as he wants" "It is not the same for a werewolf." Nina returned back to him sharply "My mate cannot have another wife." Damon stared at her quietly for a while then he suddenly flashed a smile at her. "Watch your little mouth,Luna." his eyes turned red "I can rip your throat out any second.So go on...choose a dress." Nina didn't like any of them.

Vladimir replied, trying to brush it off. "Don't lie to me, Vlad. I've known you for too long," Marcus said, crossing his arms. "What's bothering you?" Vladimir hesitated for a moment before deciding to confide in his friend. "I don't know, man. I've been having these weird hallucinations lately, and it's freaking me out." "What kind of hallucinations?" Marcus asked, concern etched on his face. "I keep seeing this girl, Diana," Vladimir explained. "She's the runaway Luna, and I can't seem to get her out of my head. But I have a mate waiting for me, and I don't want her."