What Hurts Vampires Novels & Stories

Damn, being a vampire doesn’t mean you can’t feel pain. As soon as I’m on my feet I see his fist hurtling towards my face. Instinctively I duck allowing his fist to crash into the wall next to my head denting it. Thank goodness that wasn’t my face. He throws another punch and I block it with my forearm, and then forcibly kick him a few feet away. Talon was barely slowed. He was back on me quickly, using his speed to alter from punching me in the stomach and back. I could hear his laughter the whole time as I wheezed to catch my breath. He grabs the back of my hair yanking it back forcing me to look at him

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

It becomes a part of me, which is why I rarely do it. Vampires can handle pain better than most humans can, but I’m not prepared for what hits me. It’s almost as if I’m being sawed in half with a dull, rusty blade. And still, I can’t take all her pain away. She still feels it to the point that she screams in agony even though she's practically unconscious.

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

“I can’t, I don’t know how.” Jim stumbled back and let go of the bars briefly, then tipped forward and grabbed them with both hands. “Kill me,” Jim said as he looked down at the floor. “I can’t Jim that would be murder.” “Don’t let me hurt,” Jim said. His speech was more slurred than before. “Go lie down on the bench, you might feel better later.” Bohdan spoke up, “He feels pain far worse than you do. Vampires have heightened senses, pain is one we can’t control.”

He chuckled darkly and declared, “It felt really good.” Lucianne hissed, “Enough of this!” Her claws extended in an instant and plunged through the vampire in front of her. The discretus shrieked and came into view before he fell onto the ground and the rest got the cue to start attacking. One thing good about harming vampires - they won’t recover. They don’t have the quick healing abilities of wolves and lycans. Lucianne’s eyes turned sapphire again and she was compelling Draxon to kneel and stop breathing as he choked out in a hoarse voice, “Do…it.”

I knew he would worry, but my anger was so strong, I no longer could hold it in or explain it to my mate. From within me, I directed magic only at the vampires; I had felt Alexi's pain her whole life, and I too, had hurt. I couldn't even have my pups with me. I felt my insides rumble with the fire setting off like a bomb, causing each vampire to dissolve into dust.

He turned and stared at the vampire he had caught—bound through thick and bone. “What hurts a vampire…” Kael mused, pacing until he reached the table stacked with tools. “Garlic? Holy water? Crucifixes? Sunlight…or perhaps fire?” Kael asked mocking, his eyes on his desk filled with instruments of torture. “You pathetic madman,” the vampire cursed, chuckling....letting his dark laughter fill the room. “Those things do nothing.” He sneered, and Kael grinned. “Hmm, yet they hurt you…” Kael said, and lightly sprinkled holy water. The vampire shrieked the instant it touched his skin.

A cold dread seeped into my veins, and I flinched instinctively, my mind racing. In a blur of motion, the first vampire lunged at me, its speed terrifyingly precise. Before I could react, its hands gripped me tightly, lifting me effortlessly until we were at eye level. A split second later, I felt the sharp, piercing pain of its fangs sinking deep into my skin. A strangled gasp escaped my lips, and a single tear rolled down my cheek, the agony radiating through my body like wildfire.

"But seriously, answer me." "No, I don't sleep. I don't have the privilege to do so," she finally replied. "Why not? Don't go with a lie now." "I won't lie to you." "Yes, and I'm stupid." His sarcastic tone could be worse than anything else. She ignored it and responded, "Vampires don't sleep." The laughter from his forum echoed in his conscience. Hell, what a big lie. Didn't it occur to you to tell him that it's because you like the darkness too? You're so... bad at this, seriously."