vampire

[MATURE CONTENT] Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. He was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. ***Updates come, but they're slow!***

Kevin Moore found himself in a love scandal between two identical twin sisters. What's more, one of the twins carries pure vampire bat genes from her mother and another twin is a pure human with her father's genes. As a powerful merman with black sea supernatural abilities, he only left the sea in his adulthood to the land, on a quest to find his human father _ not knowing that life can become a hard knock for him when he is faced by mysteries of land, and attacked by the endless chaos in the human world. #merman #Humans #Vampires

He’s just an ordinary guy cursed — or maybe blessed — with wildly unpredictable luck. Sometimes it saves him, sometimes it blows everything up in his face. His mission? To protect the destiny’s chosen from the shadows… because the moment he steps into the light, destiny will drag him in for good. Well, technically, he only has to stay hidden while guarding the destiny's chosen. The rest of the time, he’s free to live as he pleases. But is that really all there is to it? Let’s find out. --- The story’s system is inspired by The Young Master in the Shadows by Sir Akaichi — with my own twists added in. --- Expect a mix of RPG, fantasy, and cultivation, with the structured progression detailed in the auxiliary chapters. --- I’m just a novice writer doing this for fun. If you enjoy the story, awesome. If not, no hard feelings — just move along or drop your feedback like a civilized human.

Matt saved humanity, but humanity betrayed him and murdered him and his wife, which led him to reincarnate in a Vampire World. He quickly realized that he had been reincarnated in a unique body that, among vampires, would make him look like a genius. In addition, he has several powerful abilities that no other vampire has. This time, he will cling to this new life to become as strong as possible to search for his wife in a world of magic and vampires. In addition, he will try to walk the path to become a True Vampire, a Vampire Progenitor! At the same time, his desire for revenge burns within him... **** Discord Link: https://discord.gg/ZbjEHW2UEc

Earth looks human—until you learn what’s been living under its skin. It’s Darkmoon Year 238. Vampires and werewolves are running out of power, running out of faith, and—most painfully—running out of places with no security cameras. Human civilization has caged magic with lights, laws, and “rational explanations.” So the hidden races do what any endangered species does: blend in and work overtime. As for me? I’m “a student.” Not because I love education. Because my face is permanently sixteen, and if you look sixteen for two centuries, society eventually hands you a backpack and says, “Go to class.” By day, I attend lectures, take exams, and pretend I’m worried about my GPA. By night, I juggle two jobs that pay in stress. I’m a cross-species liaison—translating threats into polite emails, passing messages between clans, and scrubbing supernatural messes before humans notice. In other words, I’m a civil servant—on a salary so low it’s practically a curse. So I write bizarre horror stories online to make myself alive— No, sorry. To make a better living. Because, honestly, I can’t exactly get alive again. And then I walk into the office to argue about my manuscript—again—only to find my editor dead in a pool of blood. What a bloody waste. In the moonlit corner, a man stands calmly wiping his hands. He looks at me, eyes flashing gold. “Don’t move,” he says. “You smell like evidence.” Ha. When I show up at a crime scene, I’m usually there to erase it. (For once, I get to be on the receiving end of my own clean-up crew.) Unfortunately, the wolf cop in the room has other plans.

Verc lived a quiet, meaningless life as an office worker, counting days rather than living them. When he casually wished for excitement, the world answered with steel, headlights, and death. He awakens reborn in a pitch-black cave as something no longer human—but a vampire demon. Guided by nothing, Verc learns a simple truth of his new existence: consume, evolve, rule. By drinking the blood of others, he can steal their abilities, physical traits, and powers, growing stronger with every kill. Starting from the depths of darkness, Verc claws his way upward—hunting monsters, crushing goblins, and uncovering a brutal world ruled by strength alone. As his power grows, so does his ambition. Survival turns into domination, and domination into the rise of a new Demon King. In a world where blood is currency and mercy is weakness, Verc will carve his throne one bite at a time. Discord: https://discord.gg/kfwSu5k8GV

KISS OF THE VAMPIRE: THE GIRL WITH THE SHARP SWORD They said he would be a savior. No one said he’d bury them all first. For centuries, the vampire nobility ruled with crimson claws and ancient blood rites, their power etched into every corner of the world. Humans were livestock. Rebellion? A forgotten dream. Then came Deyviel—the lone survivor of a massacre, wielding a blade sharper than truth itself. He's no chosen one. No prophecy shields him. Just rage, scars, and the will to fight monsters that once ruled him. With each swing of his sword, Deyviel cuts deeper into the world’s dark history—unearthing secrets meant to stay buried, and facing enemies who’ve lived long enough to become legends. But even as he fights to end an empire of blood, the line between hero and executioner starts to blur. And when the girl with the sharp sword reappears—her past tied to his own—Deyviel realizes that the real war isn’t just against vampires… It’s against fate itself.

A Filipino high student from Leyte, named Basilio Valencia died in a landslide but was reincarnated into another world, which is a partial modern and fantasy world with some modern technology. But thanks to an ability called Tech, he still has his phone, journal, and laptop, as well as some pens and journaling equipment. Thus, he can still listen to his favorite songs and watch his favorite shows, anime, and movies from his previous life through his gadgets. Seeing his creature comforts being reincarnated with him, Basilio thought that he would recontinue his partially changed way of life, but his luck ran out when he almost died in a hostile army known as the Vamzom (Vampire-Zombie) Army. That army, which a Demon Sorcerer cursed and transformed to be blood-thirsty creatures that are more like a hybrid of both vampires and zombies, was killing humans and other races that had blood with combat helicopters, pistols, and swords for their blood. But then, the army regained their humanity partially when they realized what they had done to him and the other humans and races. So, they regretted their actions and worked hard to save him. But, while Basilio was in a coma, their leader, Ruslan Makesa, driven by guilt, took his own life by stabbing himself with his Blood Sword, before placing his powers as a Vamzom in a box; he intended to pass that and his leadership to the Basilio once he survive and wake up from his coma. And so, after Basilio had survived and woken up from his 2-month-long coma, the army apologized to Basilio and asked him to lead them, promising to be good to all races. Basilio was shocked but he forgave them, taking Ruslan's leadership with his own morals and ideals. So, after that, Basilio built a country with the Vamzom race that is civilized and friendly with his cultural traits and morals as a Filipino in his previous life, as well as modeling the new nation, known as the Ruslav Nation, after the Philippine republic. But Basilio discovered that there is a race called Otherworlders, which he was a part of, and took this as an opportunity to make alliances with them. But will Basilio adapt to this new life in a strange world? Warning: The photo used for the book cover is NOT mine! Credits go to the original owner!

When Nate Winter returns to Forks after the death of his parents, all he expects is rain, silence, and the routine of a town that has forgotten how to speak out loud. But over cups of tea, old journals, and whispered conversations, he begins to uncover secrets buried deeper than the fog that covers the forest. I will also publish it on RoyalRoad.

#WSA2025 Word went around that no one that had ever knocked on the esteemed Eleazar family’s doors seeking shelter were turned away. Fleeing the prince of Lustris no less, Arabella Sterling held out hope that those weren’t mere rumors as she crossed the border over to Umbraria, home to all creatures of the night. A land where noble blood like hers was a highly coveted delicacy. As such, she wasn’t turned away, but since the Eleazars ran no charity, Arabella was compelled to become the sole blood provider to the heir of the family in exchange for safety. Though never, in a million years, did she imagine that what had started as a simple trade off, could morph into a swirl of tangled passion when the cold and stoic vampire she served showed interest in the young woman beyond the crimson nectar coursing her veins. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Please note that the most brutal of abuse (Which includes explicit sexual abuse) takes place near the climax of the story. All I will say is that it won't be enacted by the ML.

What do you do when your brother dies because of some entitled assholes? You go undercover. My real name? Clare. But at school, I’m Clause—just another guy blending in. Disguised. Watching. Yes, a boy. No, it's not an all-boys school—I'm just deep undercover, hunting down the bastard responsible for my brother’s suicide. Nobody—and I mean nobody—messes with my precious brother and gets away with it. They better pray I never find them, because when I do? Death will be a mercy, and trust me—I don’t do mercy. And as for the egotistical Alpha and the narcissistic Vampire Prince? They can go fuck themselves. I don’t do mates, I don’t do claiming, and I sure as hell don’t do them.

When vampire hunter Vexa Raine is hunted by both her own coven and the ancient Shadow Eaters, she has no choice but to strike a forbidden pact with Rook Theron—a cursed wolf alpha whose life hangs by a thread. Bound by a soul-sharing contract, they must set aside centuries of blood feud to survive. But as their bond deepens, they’ll discover their fates are tangled in a prophecy that could destroy both their kinds… or save them. A dark fantasy romance of enemies-turned-allies, cursed bloodlines, and a pact that could cost them everything.

This is not a story about monsters hiding in the dark. It is a record of systems that learned how to live forever. The vampire has always been a convenient lie. A creature with fangs, a curse, a solitary hunger—something unnatural we can hunt, romanticize, or destroy. But the truth is less theatrical and far more durable. Vampirism does not require coffins or capes. It requires contracts. It requires patience. It requires the ability to outlive consequences. This book begins from a simple proposition: vampires are not immortal because they drink blood; they drink blood because they have mastered immortality. And immortality, in the modern world, is not achieved through magic but through accumulation—of capital, of property, of data, of influence, of time stolen quietly from others. The narrator of this ledger is a woman who stopped aging centuries ago and never stopped learning. She witnesses empires rise and dissolve into brands, revolutions ignite and get acquired, youth rebel and mature into management. She loves, she mentors, she abandons. She feeds—sometimes with her teeth, more often with balance sheets. Her confessions are not apologies. They are audits. This is a novel that refuses closure. Each chapter is a new cycle: a new industry, a new ideology, a new generation convinced it will be different. The protagonist does not stand outside history; she compounds within it. If there is horror here, it is not the supernatural but the familiar—the realization that the most enduring predators are those who call themselves inevitable. Read this not as fantasy, but as continuity. The account remains open.

Lilian was never meant to survive the night she was bitten. Instead, she becomes the property of other three vampires who saved her for their own reasons. When the transformation gnaws at her, tearing her humanity apart one painful breath at a time. They watch her suffer, guide her pain, and bind her to them with blood. Until the protection begins to feel like possession. Thus, she was dragged into a brutal immortal world to learn the truth, where one will protect her, one will break her, and one might make her beg, demanding everything she is willing to lose.

( EXTREME MATURE) Lucian Bloodmoor died once, and discovered that death was not peace, but terror. Granted a second life, he is reborn as a vampire into one of the most powerful bloodlines in the kingdom. From birth, he is blessed with unmatched magical aptitude, power so overwhelming it could topple nations and erase dynasties. Yet even that is not enough. Haunted by the terror of a final, irreversible death, Lucian becomes obsessed with achieving true immortality. Morality, loyalty, and restraint mean nothing in the face of that fear. Sacrifices will be made, countless, unforgivable sacrifices, and every one of them will be justified in his mind. He tramples over all who stand in his way and claims anyone who can serve his purpose. Elves, humans, slaves, commoners, aristocrats, and even other races are consumed by his ambition. Not even his own kind are spared from his descent into madness. This is not a tale of heroism, nor redemption. It is the story of a man whose delusions and obsessions shattered lives, drowned kingdoms in blood, and bent the world around a single, terrifying goal. And through it all, Lucian Bloodmoor never stops walking forward. ................. Extra tags. #NoYuri.#NoNTR#Harem#Yandere#MILFs#Wincest#Virgins#Elves#Beastkin#Spirits#Demons#Dragons#Queens#Princesses#Kinks

The main character is Andrew Slate, and the book takes place in his freshman and sophomore years. He is known as the school's bad boy/trouble maker because he has a short temper. The story follows Andrew as he struggles with being a teenager in high school, being a Dual Shifter, and fighting for his life. Just the story of a normal teenager, right? THIS BOOK CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE. IF YOU DON'T LIKE VIOLENCE OR SWEARING, THEN DO NOT READ. I will update when I have enough content. Thank you for your support.

That night, I took the opportunity to try to escape. Why? To regain my freedom. But I’m a werewolf without a wolf; thus, I had to be extra careful so I don’t get caught. But when I tried to jump out of the window, I was pulled by my shirt and slammed to the ground, my back aching, and I lifted my head, noticing Glyndon, who held my heart captive, glaring at me with a fierce rage in her eyes. It sent a shudder down my spine, and I tried to get up, but she stepped toward me, keeping me down with her red heels on my chest. “Do you want to leave that badly?” Her words shook, not from fear, but from a hidden rage that seemed to speak louder than any words. She laughed, a bitter one. “I brought you food, clothes, and shelter. What more can you want?” I narrowed my eyes. “I want my freedom.” She grinned. “Not a chance.” *** For many years, the vampires held control over the werewolves and the humans. But for the first time, the werewolves rebelled against the vampires but failed in their retaliation, and many people died as a result. James Thorns was a prince, but underneath, he was a slave under his brother’s thumb. And his brother wants to give him to the bloodthirsty vampire queen as a tribute to avoid another war between the vampires and werewolves. James wanted to refuse, but what choice does he have?  When he was sent to the vampire queen in a cage, his heart pounding in dread, he saw a beautiful woman with long red hair sitting on the throne, looking like a goddess, but underneath was an ugly heart. People surround her with pretty smiles and pretty words, but everyone knows that if they provoke the queen, then they die. Simple as that. Can he survive as the queen’s pet? And become more than a pet? ___ DARK ROMANCE (THE MC is a MALE)

Mario just wanted to take a leak. He went to the bathroom… and suddenly found himself in an alley. Strange? Sure, but that was only the beginning. He was kidnapped to become vampire food. And of course, he died. But that wasn’t the end. When he opened his eyes, he was back in the same alley where it had all started. This time, an emotionless voice “greeted” him: [VAMPIRISM MOD LOADING...] [LOAD COMPLETE] [PLEASE SELECT CLASS] [VAMPIRE] [VAMPIRE HUNTER] Do you even need to ask what he chose? ---------- ---------- I do not own Marvel or anything related to it, nor do I own Minecraft. All credit goes to Stan Lee, The Walt Disney Company and Microsoft. Warnings: - AU - MC - Marvel - Vampire - a bit darker vibes - a bit more mature - Main Character can be ruthless

Love between the eternal and the mortal always ends in tragedy. Lisa had known this since childhood. She’d heard enough tales to understand how such stories always conclude. Yet when Mark entered her life, she allowed herself—for one fleeting moment—to believe in a fairytale with a happy ending. She thought she could outwit fate, keep Mark hidden from the clan, and build a fragile semblance of peace. But during their quiet vacation, a strange file suddenly appears on her laptop. At first, the text merely mirrors small details of their day, amusing Lisa with its eerie coincidences. Until the next page predicts Mark’s death. How many lives is an immortal willing to sacrifice to save the one she loves?

Never let the man you love make the ultimate sacrifice. I learned that lesson when mine took the place of a monster to save the world. My husband, James, is a 1600-year-old vampire, my soulmate, and the father of my newborn daughter. Now he’s a prisoner in the Underworld, bound to a fate worse than death. To get him back, I must make a deal with the enigmatic God of the Underworld—an alliance that demands a strategic marriage. My only path into Hell is offered by a chaotic demon I can’t possibly trust, and our true enemy wants my divine blood to seize the thrones of Heaven and Hell. The only thing worse than losing my husband to the darkness? Becoming its queen to get him back.