Vladimir Vampire Novels & Stories

His eyes were fixed, dark and gone as he preferred living inside. He stared in silence until I could no longer take it and I whimpered, trying to clamp my thighs together but he used his thighs to block me, making his thighs stay right in front of my pussy. “Do you like Vladimir more than anyone else because he's a Vampire?” He asked with a pissed tone and I shook my head negatively. I adored all of them, but Vladimir just seems to make himself more available whenever I needed him than anything else.

Vladimir fought alongside the castle warriors and felt the moment that the enemy started to overrun them. With warriors by his side, Vladimir fought his way through the castle towards his parents, hoping to save and protect them. Only he was too late. He watched in horror as a Werewolf took his father's head and a Vampire tore out his mother's throat. Lowering his sword and his claws Vladimir walked mindlessly through the fighting and over to where his mother now lies on the floor with blood pooling around her lifeless body.

the vampire said before walking away. His reaction was completely out of character for him. Vladimir wasn’t an expressive man; he was a man who stuck to the rules and reality. If anyone in the room was pragmatic, it was him. But he didn’t know what had happened between the Elves of Light and the vampires in the past. He didn’t know the full story or the details. I looked at Nalia, and she went after Vladimir. The Alphas who were connected were annoyed, but none of them said anything.

I replied truthfully,not hiding or leaving any stone unturned. “Did you consummate your…..” I didn’t let him finish as I hit the table. “Yes I did but am not the first and I won’t be the last,I know it” I yelled. “As the council head and the oldest vampire in zikia,I there by sentence the pet of Lord Damien to a brutal death by blood draw” he stated as I looked into his eyes. It held nothing, just determination,anger…….. blood drawn is too much, she’ll die in pain and I can’t let that.

“It’s so grand and luxurious! Plus, I can’t believe I’m in the same room as other shapeshifters!” “Yes, these vampires are extremely wealthy,” William replied. Suddenly, one of the vampires approached William and I, bowing deeply. "Welcome! It is a pleasure to have you here. My name is Vladimir. I am one of the oldest and most respected members of our community. I have been in business for over three hundred years, and I have accumulated a vast amount of wealth and power. I am happy to share my experiences and knowledge with you." I was fascinated by Vladimir’s powerful presence.

Cedric said with anger and hatred in his eyes. Vladimir couldn't do nothing. He could only stare at him helplessly. “Take him now!” Cedric said as he walked out of the room. “Yes, my prince.” The vampire then took the wood for the fireplace and he hit Vladimir hard on the head. Vladimir was in great pain. Blood dripped from the wound on his head. His vision became blurry and everything went dark. ****** Vladimir opened his eyes when Cedric splashed water on his face. He then realized that he was now in Cedric’s backyard. His body was hanging on a cross. The sun rose with its light approaching him from behind.

Vladimir is driving me crazy. "Do you like it?" he asks. "Don't stop! So fucking good!" I manage to moan. He pumps even faster. All the pleasure I feel makes me lose control, and I let my vampire side take over. I feel my fangs growing, and the next thing I am, sinking them into the neck of Vladimir, drinking his blood. It is the sweetest blood I have ever drunk. "Elena!" And I feel him coming deep inside my pussy. He doesn't pull out.

Xavier noticed the fear in Anton as he spoke to Vladimir. When Nadia told them about the elder vampire Vladimir, he had a picture of an old vampire, not a kid. Well, technically he was not a kid but because they turned him at a young age, he stopped growing and now he still looked like a kid in his old age. “Then your family is my family, I needed you for something but since you have guests, then I guess you can bring them with you.” Vladimir looked at him with amusement in his eyes. Anton looked at Zande apologetically but he could not say no to Vladimir.

Who was powerful enough to take down a skillful being like her? Vladimir looked so troubled as he stared between his little brother and bride. Their conversation about marks, Dragon daddies and rewards was so bizarre that Vladimir felt like they were talking in a language he did not understand. His first instinct was to put as much distance between them as possible. Igor was no mere Vampire. There had been only a handful of Vampire born with his level of vigor that match one of a Lycan. Even his frame could put the King of Beasts to shame. Vladimir himself barely reached his chest.

But then, a presence entered the room that froze the air in my lungs. Vladimir. He strode in like a phantom, his dark robes trailing behind him, his eyes glowing with a malevolent light. The remaining rogues fell back at his arrival, cowering before him like the slaves they were. Lucien growled, his Lycan form still fully shifted, his golden eyes locked on Vladimir. I could feel the rage radiating off him, a palpable force that threatened to ignite the room. “You shouldn’t have come here,” Vladimir said, his voice cold and calculating. He looked at us as though we were beneath him, mere insects he could crush without effort. “You’ve only hastened your own deaths.”