Vampire Class Novels & Stories

The professor ambled back to the lectern. “Vampires are thought to be models of physical perfection,” he said to the class. “Fast, strong, handsome or beautiful. And by and large, much of that seems to be true. But there are stories that every now and then, something goes awry in the transmission process when a victim is bitten. The result of such an occurrence is a flawed creature, without the powers of a true vampire. Vampires have a name for such a creature—grafhym. The chief marker for a grafhym, it is said, is one fang instead of two.”

THE VAMPIRE'S WEAKNESS 18+ ~Fucking you is all about me~ ~l know what you're, you not a human but a witch~ ~Am a vampire, you a witch~ ~Am gonna fuck you like one~ **** SCARLETT'S POV.

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

When they were quite a distance away,he stopped for her to catch her breath. "Are you alright?" he asked She nodded "Are those vampires?" "Yes" he answered "They're the rogues" "Rogues? They're different from the vampires?" "Yes.The rogues are less powerful.The vampires are mostly kings,queens,people of higher authority" they moved through the woods "They have ranks too.Half bloods,ancient vampires." "The ones that attacked us in the last full moon?" "Those are the vampires and some of the rogues" he replied

Witches came to camp in the boundaries of venngreberg in disguise,vampires there were too weak to smell their presence except a little boy with special abilities called Perseus,he saw through the disguise but couldn't do anything because he was only a boy unless he goes to venngreberg and inform the king

He led the fight, showing unwavering determination and guided his pack with bravery and skill. In the midst of the chaos, a vampire pounced on Tyler, sinking its teeth deep into his flesh. Pain shot through his body as the venom spread, threatening to take over. His vision blurred, and he staggered back, holding onto his wound. A female Omega, witnessing the attack, quickly slaid the vampire. She hurried to Tyler's side, her eyes filled with fear and worry. "General! No!" she cried out, her voice desperate. She reached out to him, her touch gentle but urgent.

Those born with vampire blood already in them were in separate classes from the new vampires who were turned into one later in life. Then there were the new vampires that were turned later in life and had lost most of their humanity and given into their bloodlust. Those were the ones that I trained. They assigned me to those new vampires because of my abilities and because I was one of them when I first transitioned. So, I understood what it was like. It’s not like the person they were before the transition was long gone; they were still in there. It was my job to tap into that part of them and pull them back out while helping them control their need for blood.

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

I knew the guys had questions and figured this was as good of a time as any to answer them. “I thougtn vampires needed to feed every day,” Kyran said. “Vampires, like wolves, have what I guess would be considered ranks. We have Royals, pure vampires, normal vampires or half-breeds with one human parent, human vampires, which means that they carry the vampire gene but have no idea they are vampires; the turned ones are the humans who have been turned, and the failed ones that never entirely changed and cause havoc within the world.” I tell them.

He knew that she was stubborn and wouldn’t listen to his warnings. “So, you’re a werewolf?” He nods, smiling at her. “What happened to that man?” “The vampire? Someone else sorted it while I checked you were okay.” She’s satisfied with that. He gave her the answer she needed, he told her that he had killed Dan, but part of her still feels like he’s alive somewhere, somehow. “So, vampires can’t come out during the day?” “Yes and no. There are three types of vampires, Olivia: Ceprimora, Morgelantous, and Monventla.”