Vladimir Vampire Novels & Stories

I shrugged my shoulders slowly. I looked at Arabella who looked thoughtful. "Have you ever heard a story about vampires?" His words made me frown in confusion. Why did he suddenly say that? I shook my head. "No, why?" "The story is the same as what you told me earlier. A shape-shifting vampire would be very scary. His eyes were fiery red, his hair grew long, fangs appeared in his mouth, and also… a pair of black wings on his back." Arabella told the story very clearly.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

- I'll say… I'll say… please… don't… don't come here… A cold smile flashed across the corner of the vampire's bright red lips and two fangs also quickly appeared. It has been a long time since he revealed his true form in front of humans. He didn't expect that when the physical pain faded away, the pain in his heart could still make him lose control and turn into this. - Who? Don't waste my time. - He is... the director of the Institute of Medical Sciences, William Wollny. - What? - Right. It's him. He paid me and only asked me to find a way to make her go to her room, I don't know anything about the rest. Please spare me, Mr. Vampire.

He took a step back and she landed on the bare floor. "I doubt you know who I am," he spoke without fear. She laughed maniacally, "we, the condemned, have neither fear of the gods nor of man. Tell me, who are you?" He smiled, "I am no man. I am Sebastian Deusdedit, lord of the vampires." She seemed a bit shocked for an instant then her eyes glowed even more. "Even more lovely," she licked blood red lips, "your heart will give us even more power than we have ever had and we will conquer the villages and rip their heart to shreds."

“ I smell human blood on you, you reek of it. Though you were not yet born when big brother roamed this land, I was even a little kid by that time but I always listen to all his teachings and followed the righteous path… “ the bald demon was about to continue bragging when the bat demon cut him off. “ how do you explain This “ The bat demon said while pointing to the bowl in the righteous demon's hand. The Bald demon smiled, revealing his thirty-two sets of pearly whites. When you look closely at those teeth, you’ll notice a pair of sharp and pointy teeth at the upper part of his mouth, they were the sharp incisors used for sucking blood. These two demons were both vampires, but this particu

Flora could tell that the tall man came out of an underground passageway that could be connected to the main house. The tall man walked with confident steps towards the marble table and the leader stepped away before himself dropping prostrated to the floor. Slowly, the tall man lowered his face towards Eva’s neck. All of a sudden, Eva opened her eyes and she screamed as she tried to push the tall man away from her. Then, Eva closed her eyes and her hands fell away. When the tall man raised his head, Flora was shocked to see his eyes glowing red under the darkness of his hood. From his chin dripped Eva’s blood. Flora could not believe what she just saw. She placed her hand over her mouth to

I swallowed the lump in my throat as he made his way over to his desk. "W-Why was s-she out there?" I asked. Master leaned back against the desk so he was almost sitting on it, placing the leash down in the process. "It's a stupid thing that some vampires do when their pet has misbehaved or they decide that they don't want them anymore." My eyes widened

Matteo stepped into a dark hallway, with candles flickering along the walls. His short blond hair was neatly combed back, and his blue eyes scanned the area until they found a black coffin sitting in the middle of the room. He walked over and gently lifted the lid. Inside, the vampire Vlad was fast asleep, his eyes closed and his hands resting on his chest. Matteo knew Vlad hated being woken up, but this couldn't wait. He sharpened his claws and sliced open his own palm, letting his blood drip onto Vlad's lips.

An old vampire stepped forward, hands raised in a gesture of surrender. "We come in peace! Please, tell the warriors coming behind not to attack," he said, bowing his head. “Nikolai, don’t attack yet, but be prepared,” he instructed through the link, not waiting for a response. “Who are you?” Nikolai demanded, keeping his weapon steady. “My name is Vladimir, the Vampire King here in America,” the old vampire answered, his voice calm. A moment passed, tension thick in the air. The hundreds of vampires eyed Nikolai and Enzo, the sound of their breathing echoed in the woods. Nikolai clenched his jaw, ready for anything.

Telling him not to start again on the language thing. Vladimir was one of the most struck up bastard in the supernatural world. He was as old as the dirt. Aric had rarely seen him smiling. Vladimir was known to be a lethal killing machine. Aric had seen him once on the battlefield. The fucker had slit throats while keeping a bored look on his face. But here he was talking with Amber with all his emotions at the display. Vladimir walked towards Amber but he stopped in his tracks when Darach growled at him. Vladimir stared at Darach intensely.