What Does A Vampire Look Like Novels & Stories

This thought makes me giggle and Brayden raises an eyebrow at me. “Sorry I was just thinking that they don’t look like what I was told vampires should look like.” I say. “Let me guess. We are suspossed to be pale and look like the walking dead.” Thalex remarks. “Yeah something like that.” I state.

His laughter fills the room, echoing off the walls like the most beautiful melody. His laughter is strangely hypnotic; I find myself in a position I never thought I would be in - admiring a bloodthirsty creature. Besides, the only thing that proves he is a vampire is his blood-red eyes and unnaturally pale skin. If the man hadn't fed before we met, I would assume he's human. For the first time, I meet a vampire who dwarfs any other bloodsucker I've ever seen. His dark hair and the stubble covering his jawline coupled with his insanely muscular body make him seem alive. Usually, vampires are majestic and elegant creatures, all slender, but this man looks like one of the human warriors, only t

I led her into the cave which was beautifully adorned with several flowers and ornaments. “It’s beautiful” she whispered as I pulled her close to my chest. “But not as beautiful as you are” I replied, kissing her lightly on the lips before we sat down. “Why are we here?” She asked, looking around as I poured out wine from the pitcher into our cups “I don’t take blood” she said, scrunching her nose in disgust as I chuckled a bit. “Don’t worry,I can’t give you blood, you’re not a vampire” I assured and noticed her expression relax.

Chapter 16 MY HEART banged hardly inside my chest as horror sketch on my face. Vampires, but unlike Yzmael, they looked--lifeless, and undeniably terrifying. Their complexion were too pale and bluish veins appear underneath their skin. Darkness was already conquering the bleeding sky, and as I looked into their scarlet eyes, I saw nothing but their hunger for something. My eyes widened when I realized what they were craving for. My blood. They were hungry for my blood...

She said, her voice sounded sad. I shook my head in disapproval, "You shouldn't say that. No vampire will be able to take you away. Also, stop thinking about them." "Of course, none of them will come close to me now. I am enough to crush all of them." Her voice changed immediately. Ronther rolled his eyes, "Can you tell us what the person you saw looked like?" She cleared her throat, "He was pale. Though he probably thinks people don't notice. I saw how white he is compared to me, I saw his long teeth and claws. I also saw blood in his mouth, only a vampire could do that."

I can see the rigidity of his cheeks and his jaw. Furthermore, I took notice of how attractive every part of him makes him look. I took notice of how shaved chevron beards. Wait, Vampires in this world grow beards, too? Wow. I mean, I've seen a lot of Vampires in the movies grow beards, but it's just a movie, isn't it? It's just Fantasy. This is reality. Anyway, back to the topic, my eyes trails every inch of his alluring face. His eyes are still glowing, and they called my attention. I can see their colours now. It is some type of red. Oh, crimson red. He still looks so human. I guess the monstrous part of him doesn't become ugly as some movies portray. In the depth of mind, I smack myself

The dark clothed man, who threw him down, glanced my way. I gasped. He freaking had wings, black and huge and he was hanging down low yet his feet never touching the ground. I would prefer using only one word if I had to describe him. A vampire! He has white pale skin like a vampire, his lips are bloody red and his eyes are dark, so dark you would feel like he’s looking right into your soul, sorting through your darkest sins. He has black shoulder length hair and looks fierce and right now his lips are pressed into a thin line.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

Which, technically they were. Through the gaps between bristling wolves, I caught my first glimpse of the vampire. He was… not what I expected. No black cape or slicked-back hair like some cheesy movie villain. Instead, he looked as if he'd just stepped out of some fancy painting – all perfectly tailored dark clothes with subtle gold embroidery and an actual pocket watch chain glinting at his waist. His face was ageless in that creepy vampire way, but something about his slight smile seemed almost… kind?

The male vampire's broad chest quickly got in the way. "Are you deaf? After all, I'm not a creature you can eat easily!" "Who's trying to eat you, Miss Sweetie?" The male vampire's finger lifted Ruby's chin. Ruby's hat-covered gaze was instantly fixed on the vampire's identity. The skin was deathly pale. A temple-to-cheek vein that looked like cracked glass. Blazing red eyeballs. Ruby wondered where she had seen this familiar face. Memory led to the blackboard in the break room.