Yandere Vampire X Reader Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Master, nothing is wrong, I'm just bothered that you have not given Xander and me your blessings. We truly love each other," pleaded Iris, her voice trembling with emotion. I watched with bated breath, my curiosity piqued as I wondered who this mysterious Xander could be. As the scene unfolded before me, I found myself drawn into a world of forbidden love and divine opposition. It turns out Xander is a Vampire Warrior, the first of his kind and the right hand of the moon goddess. Iris and Xander are in love and wish to be together but the moon goddess opposes without a reason.

Xavier's pov: My name is Xavier Fernandes, A full-blooded vampire from the Dracula lineage and the head vampire of my clan. Vampires, they said, cannot walk during the day, because we react to the sun, but due to the nature of my blood which my people call the Golden Blood, I can walk around during the day and more perfectly at nightfall

But then I remembered what she truly was. A vampire–witch hybrid. Suddenly, it didn’t seem so impossible. Fortunately, I had kept that detail to myself. Otherwise, Jaxon wouldn’t be this composed and might already be rallying the warriors—or worse, alerting the Elders. Another hush fell between us. Finally, Jaxon spoke again, his voice grave. “Xander. If she harbors impure intentions—” He didn’t finish the sentence. He didn’t need to as I already guessed the words he left unsaid.

Jax looked at Phoebe and then at the two Vampires in front of him, smiling devilishly and said: "She's beautiful, isn't she? Very beautiful, isn't it? I see it too, her skin is as white as jade, her body is small and smooth, and her whole body has a sweet scent, looking at her I just want to crush it and swallow it part by part. The two of you too, I'll eat each part of you and swallow them." Jax's words scared her even more than the other, one pervert meeting another pervert? The Vampire woman was annoyed by Jax's teasing attitude, she shouted: "Who do you think you are, you ugly guy! Today, we will kill all of you.” Jax laughed: “Hahahaha… do it if you can.”

He tried to run, but managed only one step in the direction of the stairs before falling to his knees, clutching his head, screaming. Aster cocked her head at him, a cold expression on her face, an almost serene smile on her lips. Whimpering softly, the vampire fell over, crumbling into a pathetic little ball. “It’s a shame you won’t live to tell the tale, because I would have send you away with a message--”Aster knelt next to him, “--this is what happens when you touch the ones I love.” She blinked. He didn’t so much explode as disintegrate, and a red mist of blood that was once Armand rained down on them.

he prodded. Here goes nothing. Nevi was either going to take pity on me because I was obviously suffering from post-traumatic shock or he was going to ask me to leave. Remembering I’d driven his vehicle to his house and had nothing of my own to drive back, if he asked me to leave, it could prove awkward. “I saw a woman vampire… a blonde woman vampire. She was drinking the blood from someone’s thigh,” I stated as calmly as I could. “Did you see whose thigh?” he asked.

say. I cannot explain this right now. I hope you will wait till we return to our home.” Xander nodded his head and replied in short, “Alright.” I continued, “I know, you are not happy about my arrival, but I want to protect you. I am afraid that this bloodsucker can do anything. They are not trustworthy at all.” “Alright love, I am not angry anymore. It is alright, you just stay with us. Ok? I know you always think about my safety but you can trust on my strength, my love,” Xander assured me. I nodded my head and hugging his neck asked in curiosity, “Xander, What are they thinking? Haven’t you read their minds?” Xander replied nonchalantly, “They are cunning creatures and they know about my

Now, a mere werewolf had taken her place in his heart. As Vanessa paced her room, her thoughts raced. She gazed at an ornate mirror, where her reflection, a stunning vampire with long ebony hair and piercing red eyes, stared back at her. She whispered to her own image, her voice seething with bitterness, "Mara, you will not take what's rightfully mine. I will ensure that you meet your doom."

I say grimly. "Do I have to be that old to have a mate?" she asks. "Yes! Even older!" Rich laughter erupts from behind me. Elena says through our mind link. . She takes a seat next to me, on the bench, on puts her head on my shoulder. . . Hey! Sorry it took so long to put all the chapters for this story! I also made a new account and I will be posting there more complex and better written stories - Amy T. I will rewrite this story. And I will have more werewolf stories, and also fantasy stories.