vampire

In a world where bloodlines dictate fate, Fiona, the sole princess of the Silver Moon community, finds herself shackled to a werewolf in a marriage that defies her very nature as a vampire. Torn between loyalty and desire, she embarks on a dangerous affair with her husband’s half-brother, a powerful figure who ignites a passion within her that she never knew existed. As secrets unravel and tensions rise, Fiona grapples with the weight of her legal bond and the thrill of her illicit connection. But betrayal runs deeper than blood. Her twin sister, fueled by a thirst for revenge, lurks in the shadows, ready to expose Fiona’s duplicity and shatter the fragile peace of their world. In a realm where trust is scarce and alliances shift like the moon, Fiona must navigate her treacherous path carefully. Will she choose the safety of her marriage or the intoxicating freedom of forbidden love? In this gripping tale of desire, betrayal, and the quest for identity, every choice could lead to devastating consequences. Will Fiona emerge unscathed, or will her heart's true desire cost her everything?

At the school gala, Athena made her grand entrance in the black net dress Rhydric had bought for her. The gown clung to her like a second skin, sheer black net layered over a fitted underdress that hugged every curve without apology. The neckline dipped dangerously… only half her boobs are hidden. The attention shifted the instant she entered. Head turned. Conversations died down immediately. Athena didn't care one bit, instead her eyes scanned the hall, searching for her four handsome men, and she found them already staring. No, not just staring. Devouring. Eryx let out a low breath. “Fuck you, Rhydric,” he muttered, eyes glued to her. “Why would you get her a dress like that?” Rhydric didn’t answer right away. He moved, setting his glass down on the table with an annoying calm. A slow, satisfied smile curved his lips. “That's because, I know what suits my girl best.” he said smoothly, clearly pleased with himself. "Corrections...our girl." Azrael corrected as he drank from his glass. Rhydric ignored his brothers and ignored the countless stares…some stunned, some jealous, some openly resentful. Rhydric closed the distance between them. His hand slid up, and his fingers curled possessively around her neck, without warning he crashed his lips onto hers. Athena gasped, the sound melting into the kiss, and then she smiled against his mouth. Rhydric’s kiss was dark and possessive. It wasn’t gentle at all. In fact, it's the opposite of that. His lips moved hungrily against hers, like a man starving for years. Azrael looked away. Then back again. He shouldn’t be jealous anymore. He knew that. Still…he couldn’t help it. Theodore, on the other hand, smiled, fully satisfied. Waiting patiently for his turn. Eryx rolled his eyes so hard they almost fell out of his head. When the kiss still hadn’t ended, he strode toward them, voice low, almost a growl. “Alright... you've had enough.” Rhydric kissed her a little longer, just to be cruel, before finally releasing her. Athena was all flushed and breathless. Her lips were swollen. Eryx didn’t give her a second to recover. He slammed his lips onto hers, one hand gripped her waist, the other grabbing her ass without hesitation. Athena moaned into his mouth, but the loud music swallowed the sound whole. Eryx pulled back slightly, just enough to smile against her lips, utterly satisfied. He knew she was going to make him pay for that later. And he was all in. Azrael watched, jealousy twisting sharp and unwanted in his chest, but the sight was so damn hot that he felt his little brother twitch. And that was it. His patience snapped. He stood, crossed the space in seconds, yanked Eryx away from Athena, fisted his hand in her hair, and kissed her hard. Athena thought she might actually die. Her knees nearly buckled. She was already dripping wet. Her panties literally soaked. Oh…Fuck them. Fuck them all. Around them, the students stared. Jealousy burning through them. Azrael kissed her until he was satisfied, then finally pulled back. Athena was red as a tomato. He smirked. “You look wrecked...Viper." She slapped his chest and glared up at him. “Shut up...That's all of you fault.” Rhydric and Eryx only smiled. She pushed Azrael back slightly and looked past him. Then she saw Theodore. He was sitting on the table, legs spread wide. One hand tapped lazily against the surface, the other resting on his lap. When their eyes met, he smiled. But beneath that smile, was barely restrained hunger. The three of them had already ruined her enough. He hadn’t wanted to add to it. But, Athena didn’t like that at all. She’d been waiting for his kiss too. So she walked toward him instead. Theo’s jaw clenched the moment she got close. She climbed onto him without hesitation, sitting directly on his little brother. He groaned, arms wrapping around her waist. Before his lips met hers, he murmured teasingly, “Fuck Athena..." without warning he slammed his lips on hers. discord: thaymi_1

Aria thought signing a simple contract with billionaire Lucien would be harmless… until sparks of wild, untamed magic erupted inside her. Now, she’s thrown into a world where billionaires hide secrets, shadows lurk, and every choice could be deadly. With Lucien’s controlling charm, her newfound powers, and a mysterious enemy named Vespera, Aria must navigate a dangerous game of love, magic, and betrayal. Can she survive the Realm… or will her obsession with Lucien consume them both?

Dawn of the Night: The Vampire Lord and His Exorcist Isolde Thorne is one of the most feared exorcists in Europe. Six years ago, she watched her parents die at the hands of a cruel vampire. Since that night, she has sworn one rule: All vampires must die. Chasing the killer, she arrives in the mistbound town of Northam, where she meets Silas Valentian — a vampire lord who has hidden among humans for nine hundred years. He drinks only animal blood. He never harms a human soul. He endures the agony of his cursed thirst rather than surrender to darkness. She hunts him. She wounds him. She swears to destroy him. But every time she faces death, he is the one who saves her. When the truth finally breaks free, Isolde realizes the real monster is still out there — and the vampire she hates is the only one who has ever protected her. Her faith shatters. Her hatred turns to love. Against her kind, against his kind, she chooses to stand by his side. This is a forbidden love between a hunter and her prey. A love that can burn the darkness away. He has forever night. But she… is his dawn.

In New York, where corporations have completely replaced the state, and a human being is worth exactly as much as their blood and organs, 27-year-old barista Ethan Hitcher lives as invisibly as possible.
His only weakness is a girl named Mari,a street artist who still believes that paintings can wake someone up. One night a drunk heir to a corporation kills Mari right in front of Ethan.
The murder is officially recorded as an “accident”.
Society rages for three days. Then,silence.
Ethan is offered $5,000 and a nondisclosure agreement.
He refuses. Now Ethan begins, methodically and without unnecessary noise, to break the system from the inside, using its own rules and loopholes.
But most importantly,he is an ordinary person, and they are vampires… Charters art inst: viloyart

I don’t remember who I was. Just this: This world is a game. And I’m trapped inside it. I woke up as Lloyd, a powerless teenage prince from a planetary clan torn apart by betrayal. No memories, no system, no cheats—just a ticking clock until my sixteenth birthday. Until then, I’m on the run, hunted like prey, in a world where everyone wants me dead. But when the blood moon rises… something awakens inside me. Claws. Fangs. Hunger. I become a vampire—something not meant to exist in this world. Suddenly, the rules twist. The system reboots. And I become the game's final boss. Not because I want to. But because this world made me. The real kicker? I designed this game. I just don’t remember doing it. *** Volumes: 1. Birth Of Chaos (Completed) 2. Pawns On Chessboard (Ongoing) **** This Cover Isn't Mine

Trisha’s voice was silk and venom. “Tell me, Azael… how many times have you kissed that blind girl? Helpless… and still innocent.” He was meant to drink her blood—not crave her soul. Elana, blind and fragile, stumbled into a vampire’s lair. Unarmed, unknowing… yet the moment her scent and voice reached him, something in Azael stirred. His hunger twisted into something far more dangerous: desire. Azael, the cold lord of darkness, is drawn to a light he vowed never to feel. And Elana, brave despite her blindness, is trapped in a world where monsters wield power…and hearts. As her presence awakens the part of him he thought was dead, the question becomes inevitable: Can a creature of night truly love the light that blinds him?

Vampires. Slayers. Survival. In a world where humanity’s pulse is protected only by the steel of Slayers, monsters reign in the dark—predators who grow more godlike with every drop of blood they consume. How quickly can Heaven turn into Hell? For some, the transition takes a lifetime. For others, a year, a month, or a week. They say Hell is a slow descent, but they are wrong. For Arthur, Hell arrived with a knock at the door and It only took one night.

Snow bites deeper than steel, and cages leave scars no eyes can see. Q97 is not a boy with a name—he is a number, an experiment carved from cruelty in the underground labs by vampires. In a world where hybrids are treated as disposable tools, his only hope is escape. Guided by the secret writings of those who came before him, he follows a path dug by rabbits and buried in whispers, chasing freedom through tunnels that lead toward human lands. But freedom has a price: the moment he crosses the border, he can never return. Never again to the castle’s red spires. Never again to the rose garden. Never again to the one vampire who gave him warmth when the world froze him numb. Sir Draven—the quiet gardener with golden eyes who carved clumsy little sculptures of ice just for him. Roses that melted by morning. A kindness that should not have existed. A memory Q97 cannot take with him, yet cannot leave behind. This is not a story of quick love or easy salvation. It is a slow journey of survival, longing, and fragile bonds that burn against the cold. A tale for those who believe that even in the darkest experiments, even under cages and snow, a single rose can bloom. ***** This is a slowburn, character-driven story. If you love emotional depth, healing & growing arcs, and found-family themes, this is for you. Stick around past chapter 10, that's when the heart of the story begins to unfold. Warning: mpreg, almost all male experiments have wombs. Please proceed with caution if you are uncomfortable. Romance will start when MC is older, Thank you ^^

Nyah Cole was just trying to survive—college, bills, and a life that never gave her a break. Until one night changed everything. A stranger with blood-red eyes almost killed her… then saved her. Now she’s trapped in the world of vampires. And worse? The man who should want her dead refuses to let her go. Adrian Voss is rich, powerful, and not human. As one of the most dangerous vampires in the city, he’s used to control—over others, over himself… over his hunger. But Nyah breaks every rule. Her blood is rare. Irresistible. And worth more than her life. Now, powerful vampires are hunting her, secrets about her past are surfacing, and the closer she gets to Adrian— The harder it becomes to tell if he wants to protect her… Or consume her. Because in a world where blood is power— Falling for a vampire might be the most dangerous thing of all.

Myst and Akasha both believe they're the only non humans attending the school, trying to fit in a world where they hardly understand their own nature. They find themselves feeling incredible attraction to each other, despite being different species and embroiled in a mafia scandal. Myst hunts for the truth, while Akasha possibly hides more than her vampyre leopard shifter nature outside their school life. A Siren-Witch mix species and a unique 'Vampyre' what will happen between them? Is their attraction merely because they're both hypnotic creatures? Or is there something more. A story woven with powers, freedom and the mixture of realms between spirits, pixies, and time travel. There is always much more than what occurs in the glimmering sunlight. "We're ordinary schoolkids!" "There is nothing ordinary about you" Would you fall in love with someone you suspect to lead a mafia and do dark things? Or would you willingly believe they're an innocent Student?

Prisoned and tortured my only comfort was the Dating Sim "Eternal Love" with its six yander heroines. After I died I was reborn as Arion Mesera the antagonist of said Dating Sim. Now I must navigate through this new world. Unbeknownst to me slowly but surely the world revolves around me. **** Additional tags: No Yuri, No NTR Read this nove only if you have time to waste, otherwise you would be disappointed by this novel. Poor update Stability, poor story telling and others. Now comes book recommendations, maybe most of them you know, but they are better for your time than mine: - My three wives are beautiful vampires (Victor_Weisman) - Dual Cultivation God returns (DaoistGreenOnion) - Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem (NecroBin) - Divine Emperor of Death (Stardust_Breaker) - Primordial Chaos Dragon Tower: Harem System (Pen_Drop) - Supreme Harem God System (SleepDeprivedSloth) - Inner Voice: All Heroines hear my inner voice (DogLickerGods) - I alone am the honoured one (Akkuzz_69) - Incubus living in a world with superpower users (Anime_timez24)

Can a human truly change, even if given another life? Olaf was a criminal who committed every crime imaginable, until his end came in a police chase that killed him in a car accident. He believed death would be the end of his suffering-but instead, he was cast into Hell. Centuries of torment passed, and just when he thought the punishment would never end, his tormentor made a decision: Olaf would be given another life. But this second chance was not forgiveness-it was either redemption or a new form of punishment. Reborn into a world of magic, Olaf found himself powerless, unable to wield even the simplest spell. During the entrance trial for the Order of Knights, he discovered a sword bound in chains-the Sword of Hell. When he touched it, a majestic shadow of dark power appeared before him. The entity offered him a contract. By accepting it, Olaf would gain a place among the knights, yet walk the thin line between good and evil. Now begins the true trial: Will Olaf rise as a hero of redemption-or descend once more into darkness?

I gave six years of my life to a man who promised me forever only to be betrayed on the eve of our wedding. Cast out by my own family, pregnant and unwanted, I thought I had lost everything. But when the shadows closed in, another man appeared one who swore to protect me even if it cost him his life. He’s dangerous, infuriating, and nothing like the prince I once dreamed of. Yet every time he bleeds for me, every time he stands between me and the world, I start to wonder— Did I truly lose everything that night… or did I find something far more powerful? Now Jethro wants me back, my family calls me a disgrace, and the child I carry has become a prize everyone is willing to fight for. They think I’m broken. Disposable. Helpless. But they’re about to learn... I may have been betrayed, but I refuse to be destroyed.

Trisha Hart was a nursing student working as a waitress, scraping by, unaware that the world she lived in was only the surface. That was, until Rowan D’Arcy — billionaire, vampire, and ruthless mafia king … stepped into her life. Dangerous. Dominant. Obsessively magnetic. From the moment their eyes met, Rowan claimed her. Not with words, but with the way his presence crushed the air around her, the way his dark gaze stripped her bare. She should hate him. She does hate him. Vampires took her sister, the only family she had left ..and Rowan is everything she swore she’d destroy. But desire is cruel, and obsession is contagious. Every glance, every brush of his hand, every heated command pulls her deeper into a world she swore she’d never enter. A world where luxury hides blood, hotels conceal secrets, and one wrong move can mean death. Then comes the impossible: Trisha carries his child …a forbidden hybrid, a living proof of their dangerously intoxicating connection. The very existence of their love threatens the fragile order of the vampire world. Now hunted by enemies, consumed by desire, and bound by a passion neither can resist, Trisha and Rowan must navigate a deadly game where surrender feels inevitable, obsession is inevitable…

Sarafina Ainsley died on her twenty-fifth birthday. The problem is… she woke up again. Now her blood burns with something unnatural, her senses are sharper than they should be, and the city she once called home suddenly feels different—like it’s watching her. Valerie’s City hides more than ordinary secrets. Vampires rule from the shadows, hunters lurk in silence, and ancient bloodlines control a world Sarafina never knew existed. But somehow… she is at the center of it. Someone knows what she is. Someone has been waiting for her return. And someone clearly failed to kill her the first time. Two men stand dangerously close to the truth. Alistair Draven—a powerful hybrid whose presence awakens something wild inside her. Cassian Crowley—her best friend, who seems far too prepared for the chaos unfolding around them. As buried secrets begin to surface, Sarafina realizes her death was never an accident. It was the beginning. And whatever she has become… the supernatural world is already coming for her.

Eira thought there could be nothing worse than being abducted by she-wolf traffickers, abused, tormented, and ultimately sold off to five powerful Alphas as nothing more than a breeder. She was wrong. The worst was yet to come. She was sold to the same five alphas who had ruined her life and were the reason for every torment she had gone through over the past six years. The Alphas were just as stunned to see her, yet they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their pack’s future. Because pureblood she-wolves were rare, nearly extinct. Only they could bear the offspring of powerful Alphas, and ensure the survival and strength of the next generation. She hated them with every broken piece of her soul. And they hated her in return. The hatred was mutual. So what now? Eira made a silent vow. She will make them feel every brutal torment she had suffered. Every scar, every tear, every cry in the dark, they will taste it all. But the Alphas had plans of their own. They will use her. Breed her. And when she was no longer of use… they will kill her. But what will they do when the mysteries from the past start to uncover and lines of hatred start to fade into something else? Was it too late to regret?

Jackson Jekyll Holt Hyde Two students at Monster High that very few people hate even if they couldn't be more different. Not that people don't start to realize something is strange about the two of them. (Kind of an AU/my headcanon mix)

An old vampire awakens in unfamiliar times. How will the supernatural factions react in this strange world full of otherworldly beings, superheroes, and who knows what else? This story is a crossover inspired by the worlds of Vampire: The Masquerade, High School DxD, Hellsing, and more. This is a fanfic, and I do not own the characters or original works I based it on. Those are owned by original authors.