Witchcraft Vampire Novels & Stories

Vincent - his college friend - invited him here for another and only reason: to assist in the search for evidence related to high technology. Ethelbert is the genius of the biology major at Yophiel, but he also has a wonderful gift for technology. Vincent - the senior of the criminology department before Ethelbert had already realised it long ago and knew how to exploit this talent in him so as not to waste it. Of course, Ethelbert is a stubborn genius who always lives by his own principles. He won't do anything he doesn't like and finds unnecessary. But Vincent is one of his few childhood friends of Ethelbert, so he sometimes makes certain exceptions for him.

~~~ Amaya "Among the supernaturals, there are different types. Vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, witches, angels, demons and, elements. They all have different characteristics and abilities." Who would've thought that we had such creatures living among us? "The one who attacked you was a shapeshifter. They are known to be able to imitate any living form. They can change and impersonate any living being on this planet. They can be very dangerous. You might be having a normal conversation with your mom one day but it could be a shapeshifter and you wouldn't even know." As he spoke to me, a little piece of my memory from that night came back.

I can control all of them. I manipulate the elements with the slightest movement of my fingers. I'm not bragging about it, but it's cool! However, I can't cast spells. Elemental wolves, in general, can't cast spells. Unlike witches, they can do more than just cast spells or perform tricks. It's based on how willing the witch is to delve into all paths, even the darkest ones. Well, Safira went even further than I expected. Meanwhile, my mother sacrificed herself to guarantee immortality for both me and my sister. Safira attained immortality without letting go of anything. She just tricked death...

he tried again to grab my hand this time holding me hard enough I couldn't escape," vampires are low level magick users naturally. With a boost they become stronger and can do more... I could draw energy from you if I wanted to, it would give me a small boost." "This is just ridiculous," I growled in frustration," I remember Julian saying my blood tastes weird for a wolf and your father not allowing me to shift other than on my eighteenth birthday." I struggled to rip my hand from his grasp again," Gerwulf if what you say is true then you need to reject me. I'll only be a danger to the pack."

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”

“Help me.” Whoever M was, Meguitte did not think it was her to whom the witch spoke in her drugged sleep, nor did she want any mysterious M seeking Bianca out. Long ago, Sigrid had taught her the Concordian etiquette – a vampire drank from the wrist of those they did not know, and the neck of those they did. In modern times, those rules had changed. Meguitte had seen vampires tear out the throats of enemies with their teeth and suckle on the wrists of lovers. She did not want to drink Bianca’s blood. But she could not let the witch live, which left spilling her blood or…

“ 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

I run as fast as I can and feel a pang in my heart as I get further and further away from my mate. "Is my mate feeling it too?" I ask my wolf. "Yes," she says sadly. "Don't worry, Jenny. I'll find you another mate, someone who will truly love us. And I have an idea of who it is," I say hopefully. My wolf just nods and we sever the connection. "Oh no," I say anxiously. I sniff vampires. I'm alone. It will be harder for me to eliminate them. Finally, I reach a familiar place in the forest and then I see a vampire. He has black hair, pale skin, and red eyes.

Lyla had enough with it. "Hei, are you mute? Deaf? Can you hear what I said? You can talk, can't you?" fishing Keegan. His desire was so passionate that he wanted to start a conflict with this girl in front of him. He had never liked witches---bloodsuckers had never liked their existence. It had been like that for hundreds of years. Witches didn't deserve to be among the Freakies. They are just ordinary people who happened to have brilliant brains and able to create concoctions that made them seem to have powers. They even created potions for immortality.

One of the rogue vampires spoke up, "What about the werewolves? They won't be affected by the potion. What do we do about them?" Draco's smile widened as he replied, "We have a surprise for them. We've created a special weapon that can take out werewolves. It's a poisoned blade that will weaken them, making it easier for us to finish them off." Another rogue spoke up, "But what about Prince Amareux himself? He's a strong alpha werewolf. How do we take him down?" Draco leaned back in his chair, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "We'll need to use our most powerful magic to take him out. I've been practicing some dark spells that should weaken him enough for us to finish him off."