Novel & Cerita Young Adult Vampire Books

I was completely out of control. Even if Geo tried to resist, I question if he could have fought me off. He may have been a one-thousand-year-old vampire, but I had the strength and power of a newbie with sexual needs that demanded satiating. One of the things I’d read and heard about vampires in the folklore while growing up was that, for the first few months after their transition, the newly made vampire possessed incredible strength that would rival the oldest of vampires. This was one tale that proved to be true. I held Geo in such a vice grip and devoured his lips with such passionate aggression that he grunted in discomfort rather than the lustful ecstasy I was experiencing.

She is still learning, but she can understand some of it. Tasha flips through the pages and picks up a few words like aging, beauty, immortality, strength, power, etc. It is a thick book with details on all these topics and Tasha can see how the idea of vampires must have come about. Each of their qualities is extensively discussed here with various spells and drawbacks and a lot of other things that she cannot make head or tail of right now. She looks up and sees Evarius looking at her. She gives him a little smile.

My eyes close and I shake my head. “You still haven’t convinced me that vampires are real and now you want to convince me that I AM one?” My voice starts to raise. Darren looks upset at me. I do not care right now. “Don’t you feel the bond between us?” He asks the pavement. I look down as well, and feel Louise tugging at the leash to keep us moving. “This mate thing you keep talking about… is it like Jacob and Renesmee?” I asked. “I don’t know who those people are.” I laugh, “Twilight, you old man” a look passes over his face as he tries to remember which character did what, “Oh! The demon baby and the werewolf?” I laugh at his description and nod.

“Even in this age of luxury and decadence, alas, there are still scores of commoners who live very much in fear of us. “You see, the small mountain village of Assisi has always been a stronghold for our kind. It is frequented by vampires, and always has been. Our kind of vampire only feed on their livestock. Still, over time, the villagers begin to take notice. “Sometimes they’ll spot one of us. And when they do, the situation becomes intolerable. So every now and again, we let them bury us. We let them go through their silly little human rituals, let them feel as if they’ve gotten rid of us. And when they’re not looking, we simply rise again and return back to our lives. “But sometimes, a v

Especially at daybreak, when many of them were settling in for sleep. Kyle reached the lower levels and ran with all his speed down the hall, until he found the huge door he was looking for. There was only one guard standing outside it, as he suspected—a young and weaker vampire, only hundreds of years old. Before he could react, Kyle had already struck him cleanly across the jaw, knocking him out cold.

Her wolf looked more dangerous and stronger, and bigger in size. She then, without any warning, leaped on Elijah, and aimed her jaws at his neck. Ripping the head off, one of the ways Marie had said it would kill them. Another vampire attacked Zoe from behind. I tried to rip my chains off and help my Alpha. She threw another vampire to the left and lunged on Elijah. The one named Veronica picked up the sword and ran towards Zoe, plunged the sword in her back. Zoe paused for a moment, and winced in pain, but quickly she broke it off with her claws, and with a swift move, ripped Veronica's head off, her eyes met mine for a second and she broke all of our chains. Aubrey, Christopher and I were

That alone told me this wasn’t just a boring history lecture anymore. “They’re often mistaken for succubi,” Melinda said. “But the Velari are older. And far more dangerous.” She started pacing the front of the room, her heels clicking lightly but the silence swallowing the sound. “They live in human bodies. Women, mostly. But they don’t feed on blood. Or simple lust. No, they thrive on emotional energy. Desire. Craving. Longing.” I stared at her. “Especially from vampire men,” she added, stopping in her tracks, eyes cold and sharp. “The ones with quiet strength. The soft ones. The kind ones. They’re like… wine to a Velari.”

Caitlin Paine sped down the West Side Highway, determined to reach the Cloisters before they closed. Her mind spun, as she reflected on all the troubles that were besieging Scarlet—troubles that no teenager should have. Scarlet was changing, Caitlin was sure of it. She was no mere human anymore, and each day, she was getting worse. Caitlin sensed that she was becoming what she, Caitlin, had once been herself: a vampire.

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

“I don’t drink the blood or eat the flesh of humans. Remember, I’m not pure vampire. I’m mutant, but I’ve conquered the desire for human flesh. If I eat meat, brains are my chosen delicacy. As for blood... I never developed a taste for it and since I’m mutant I don’t require it for survival. I’ll partake in some on occasion, but it’s rare.” “Whose brains do you eat and whose blood do you rarely drink?” I asked hesitantly. “I’ve created a serum that makes it so I don’t need to drink blood or eat flesh for survival,” she replied. “But...” I sighed, “I don’t understand.” “Let me explain it to you as clearly as I can,” she said with boldness. “When the war broke out and the bomb was released,