Camp Vamp Novels & Stories

Cain took the glass from my hands and placed it down next to me on the countertop, seeking my full attention. "The part about where I said I'd killed every woman whom I've ever slept with," he said. "So you didn't kill them?" I asked. He took a deep breath, obviously trying to figure out how to explain himself. "I did," he admitted. My eyebrows furrowed. "Wait," I said, holding a hand up. "What exactly are you trying to clarify? It just seems like you're reiterating what you've already said." "Remember how I told you that Vampirism is a communicable disease? That it enters the body like a virus through an open wound?" He asked.

[Lucien’s POV] Loud hip-hop music wafted through the air and everyone in the club cheered loudly, moving their bodies to the rhythm of the beat. Every Friday in Club Ravine was a blast. It was mainly a party for vampires, but witches, werewolves, elves and even fairies could also be found partying hard. Humans being present was a necessity, how else were we going to feed?

I stopped once on the way out and took a last look at the bed then close the door behind me, wishing that I could close off my memories as easily as I could close off the room. Sunset was an hour ago and I'm already back in Cherokee. Something told me I needed to be here tonight. I approached the edge of the trees and saw one person standing outside on the front porch of Levi's grandmother's home. I opened my senses and instantly they register that this was no person, it's a vampire. I saw the front door open and I drove a message into the grandmother's mind. "No! Don't open that door." But I was too late. The vampire got the invitation he needed to enter.

He’ll need an army of vampires to take us out and he knows it. The wind blows in from the direction of Ward one’s camps. These are Baron’s private camps where he keeps his own breeders and livestock for his household’s purposes. It stinks to absolute high heaven, but after the stale air of the catacombs, I welcome it. “You have to clean your camps, man,” I say. “Why?” “What good is diseased livestock?” I ask.

I had to see them before they saw me. When I finally got close enough, I peered through the dense bushes, and my stomach twisted. It was a camp. But not just any camp—this was Damien’s army. Hundreds. Maybe more. Scattered all over the clearing, some sharpening weapons, others sitting by the fire, talking, laughing like they had no care in the world. Tents stretched far beyond what my eyes could see. Horses tied up, supplies stacked in piles. These weren’t just warriors. These were killers preparing for war.

Through winding paths and across the marsh flats they trailed them, until the dark shapes of tents and timber walls emerged from the night—the Dreadmaw camp. The stench hit first. Smoke, blood, and rot woven together, undercut by the musk of too many wolves crowded in one place. Inside the camp, firepits glowed, throwing red light on crude wooden palisades. Some of the Dreadmaws were sprawled in drunken feasts, tearing flesh from a deer’s carcass with bare hands. Others sparred with steel and claw, their snarls echoing into the trees. From their perch atop the wall’s edge, Kael and Fenrak crouched low, unseen.

ANJOLAS POV. I sighed in excitement as I locked my room door and picked up my new Techno Camon 15. My dad just bought it for me yesterday, why? I was resuming to university in less than 48 hours. I grabbed my MP3 player and quickly connected it to my phone's Bluetooth. There's an increase in the surge of excitement inside my body as "Money" by Cardi B fills the room, if not the whole house. I don't waste a minute before I swirled around and started dancing.

I said innocently while trying to chew and I honestly have no idea how that worked. Cassie and Sophia burst out laughing their asses out. Cassie and Sophia are my best friend. Cassie was a white wolf, she was the eldest of the three of us, the fastest and my elder brothers mate, who happens to be the Alpha of Inara pack, which is my pack. Cassie is one of my mom's book class member's daughter, hence how we met and how she ended up being my brother's mate.

“You’re not allowed to give up. Not when I’m here. Fight, Luke. Please, fight.” For a brief moment, his eyelids fluttered, and his hand twitched in hers. She froze, holding her breath, waiting for him to respond, but his body soon fell limp again. A loud bang outside the tent made her jump. Shouts and gunfire erupted in the distance, followed by the unmistakable guttural growls of the undead. “Mira!” A medic poked his head inside the tent, his face pale and drenched in sweat. “You need to get out of here! The camp is under attack!”

Samera said and grab Villanueva away. "I can see that, but it's okay. He just likes participating, am I right?" He nodded in response. "And-" Ms. Samera suddenly covered Villanueva's mouth. "Continue, Ms. Addi, don't mind us. Right, Gavyn?" Gavyn nodded slowly. "Okay... just like what Gavyn said, a camp is a place where groups or individuals stay in a tent or shelter that is here." “A camp has different sections or positions, our first position is a camp director. Now, Nini," she said and look at me.