vampire

Once upon a time, a Vampire was born. How it was born was a mystery; they say it had no mother or father. Then how could it exist? Even if it had evolved from something, wouldn’t it have a mother and father? This is a story every vampire is told from the moment they taste their first drop of blood—the tale of how our kind began. You would think that out of the billions of Vampires that walk this earth, someone would have uncovered the mystery, right? However, they didn't. This is the story of how the first Vampire was created. This entire tale is narrated by Xavier, guiding us from the very beginning to the very end. Whether his journey leads to a happy ending or something darker... you'll have to read to find out.

For centuries, the Eferim known as Anastasia has known only two truths: the cold of the chain and the heat of her master’s fist. A broken angel with sorrowful violet eyes, her very soul has been twisted by a lifetime of abuse, shaping her into a creature who craves submission and whose unique power turns pain into a pleasure she has never been allowed to feel. When her cruel sire, a brutish lord from the Patriarchs of Ash, abandons her in the forgotten dungeons of his keep, she is left to a final, silent death—to unravel and "return to ash once more." But her end is interrupted by a beginning. Vashti, the Unbowed, one of the thirteen primordial daughters of Lilith, arrives to dispense bored justice upon the petty lord who dared poach from her lands. After effortlessly turning the male Eferim and his guards to dust, a faint whisper of suffering leads her to the darkness below the keep. There, she discovers the chained, beautiful creature, and the moment she shatters Anastasia’s bonds, their souls collide. It is a psychic resonance of perfect, ancient dominance meeting a bottomless, desperate need for submission—a lock finding its one true key. Whisking Anastasia away from the cold stone of her prison to the dark opulence of a gothic manor, Vashti begins a dangerous re-education. She sees not a victim, but a flawless instrument waiting to be played by a master’s hand. In this gilded cage of velvet shadows and unspoken rules, Anastasia is introduced to a world of ritual, discipline, and a sacred power exchange that promises to transform her trauma into ecstasy. Under Vashti’s possessive, meticulous control, she begins to learn that her submission is not a weakness to be exploited, but a profound power to be wielded. But Vashti’s actions have consequences. The Patriarchs of Ash do not suffer the loss of one of their own lightly and send a cruel inquisitor to challenge the Matriarch’s power, an enemy who represents the very brutality Anastasia has just escaped. As the outside world threatens to shatter their burgeoning, obsessive bond, Anastasia must choose between the cowering creature she was and the devoted, dangerous consort she is becoming. Her past has come to reclaim her, but it will first have to face the unbowed will of her new Mistress. Combining the obsessive intimacy of *Carmilla* with the fated supernatural politics of *Twilight*, this is a steamy, sapphic gothic romance where the deepest scars hide the most profound pleasures, and the only thing more dangerous than a monster's wrath is her love.

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…

Aurora Waters was overwhelmed with despair when she faced the truth about her family. She had been born into a family of villains. Even worse, her family had an unhealthy obsession with faking their identities. They took “Fake it till you make it” so seriously that it usually ended with them getting killed! Her oldest brother pretended to be a CEO just to mess with the female lead, but that backfired when the male lead showed up and threw him out. Her second brother? He was an obsessive lover who pretended to be a wealthy second-generation heir—until the real heir ended his life. Her third sister? She faked being an heiress to manipulate the second male lead but ended up being killed by him. Her fourth sister? She faked an illness to attract the third male lead’s attention, only to die from a real one. Her mother? She put on a facade of being a kind and loving mom but ultimately met her end at the hands of the male lead. Her father? He pretended to be a powerful tycoon but lost his job and was drowned by the second male lead. And Aurora? She planned to impersonate the daughter of the richest man alive, but if things went the way they always did in her family, she’d probably meet her end by accidentally falling down the stairs. However, there was one glimmer of hope in this nightmare: she had a 100% rebate system that rewarded her for spending money on her family! [Beep! You bought an eraser worth 1 dollar for your eldest brother! 2 dollars have been credited to your bank account!] [Beep! You bought a candy worth 1 dollar for your second brother! 2 dollars have been credited to your bank account!] Aurora’s eyes sparkled as an idea took shape. She began spending on her family like crazy to rake in cash. [Beep! You gave a bun worth 20 dollars to your childhood crush! 100 dollars has been credited to your bank account!] Aurora: …! That’s walking money! What Aurora didn't expect, though, was that she would end up becoming one of the technology big shots herself, in the end.

Sera had intended to pull away. She'd crossed the room to put distance between them, to get back to something that made sense, to the mission, to the reason she was supposed to hate him. Then Cael turned. And looked at her the way shadows look at flame. For one suspended moment, neither of them moved. Not a word. Not a breath. Only the space between them, smaller than it had been a second ago, and the terrible certainty that one of them was about to close it.

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.

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On the night everything burns, eighteen-year-old Seraphine rises from a massacre drenched in the blood of everyone she has ever loved. But the horror of that night awakens something far more terrifying than grief. Something ancient. Something powerful. With a single touch, life withers. With a single thought, death bends to her command. The darkness inside her has opened its eyes—and it is ravenous. Her awakening does not go unnoticed. From the shadows emerge the Banes—monstrous beings born of nightmare and hunger—drawn by the devastating power she now carries in her veins. To them, Seraphine is not a girl. She is a weapon. A prize. A harbinger of ruin. Forced to flee a world already cracking beneath unseen forces, Seraphine is taken to Death’s Castle—an ancient, shifting labyrinth where the walls remember every soul that has ever screamed within them. There, she finds herself bound to an unlikely trio of allies: a diviner who sees fate unraveling thread by thread, a war vampire who thrives on blood and chaos, and a silent brute whose loyalty is as unbreakable as his strength. Together they must navigate a destiny none of them fully understand. Because Seraphine’s power is not an accident. It is inheritance. A legacy forged from both darkness and light… from gods and monsters alike. And beyond the fragile edges of the world, something older than death itself is beginning to stir. It has watched empires rise and collapse into dust. It has waited through the silence of forgotten ages. And now— it is waiting for her.

Madeline lives as an ordinary human, unaware that her past was erased for a reason.Long ago, a tragedy shattered her childhood, leaving behind sealed memories and a life built on silence and fear. Raised to believe she is normal, she carries an unease she cannot explain—until an invitation from the Vampire King changes everything.The banquet is meant to symbolize peace.Instead, it becomes the moment her fate change.The Vampire King is dangerous, commanding, and merciless to his enemies. A ruler who takes what he desires and never releases it. When his attention settles on her, not her ambitious sister, her quiet life begins to unravel.Strange incidents follow. Sleepwalking. Shattered glass. A power stirring beneath her skin, growing stronger with each passing night. As she is drawn deeper into the King’s world, secrets buried long ago begin to surface—secrets that powerful beings would kill to control.She is not as human as she was led to believe.And as forces from both light and darkness begin to move, one truth becomes impossible to escape:whatever she is becoming was never meant to remain hidden.In a world ruled by vampires, demons, and angels, survival demands strength—and love may be the most dangerous force of all.

Aria Kane is broke, betrayed, and on the verge of hitting rock bottom. When she lands her dream job as executive assistant to Damien Voss, the mysterious and gorgeous billionaire CEO of Nocturne Enterprises, Aria believes her fortunes have changed for the better. Damien Voss is no ordinary billionaire. He's a 300-year-old vampire who has built his business empire in secret, feeding on the blood of willing donors without attachment or passion for centuries. Until Aria Kane walked into his office. Aria's rare "siren" blood type has a powerful allure for Damien, a blood bond that calls to him like a drug. When he accidentally flashes his fangs in front of her, the connection between them is instantaneous. Her pulse calms his fury; her skin ignites a passion that threatens to destroy everything he has built. Damien proposes a Faustian bargain to Aria. She must sign a contract promising her silence, become his "personal" assistant in every way he wants her to be. In return, he will keep her safe from the vampire clans seeking her rare blood type... and from her own ghosts that refuse to stay buried. As boardroom struggles become midnight hunts, Aria finds the heady rush of Damien's obsession: possessive caresses in dark board rooms, blood-swapping that feels like sin, and a lover willing to burn the world down to keep her safe. But a love like this is forbidden. The vampire council expects loyalty – or death. Rival ancient vampires conspire to claim her powers for their own. And Damien must make a choice: turn her into one of his kind and lose her forever, or watch her die while his own immortality stretches out before him like a lonely road. In a world of glass skyscrapers and secret fangs, love is eternal...but so is danger. What happens when the powerful vampire CEO falls for the only woman in the world capable of killing him? Will Aria become his queen...or his downfall?

In a city slowly drowning in fear, people begin disappearing without a trace. Strange killings, whispers of Creatures, and a mysterious dense fog spreading through the streets turn the nights into living nightmares. Krish Veylor is just an ordinary young man trying to survive his complicated life... until he crosses paths with a powerful and dangerous figure known as Mr. Durraan, the master of a secret organization called the Night Hunters. Behind wealth, power, and influence lies a hidden world ruled by ancient forces that humanity was never meant to discover. A single contract… signed in blood. A pact that binds Krish to a shadowy order whose roots stretch back thousands of years... an order connected to the fall of an ancient vampire civilization. But the deeper Krish steps into this dark world, the clearer the truth becomes. The fog is not natural. It is a gateway. And something far more terrifying is coming through it. They never reveal themselves. They move through the shadows, unseen and untouched. Centuries ago, they unleashed plagues that drowned Europe in death… and soon after, the entire world followed. Millions perished, yet the true architects remained hidden. And now… the shadows are stirring again. No one knows what they are preparing. But one thing is certain... the next nightmare will make the past look merciful.

#no-harem #no Smut In this world, all humans are born with a mysterious mark on their body. Most believe it to be a divine blessing… except for one group who knows its terrifying truth. They called : the Children of the Moon. When the city’s blood runs cold and souls are stolen in an instant, only one king can still feel the pulse of what remains. Arkael, the Vampire King, is drawn to a mysterious blood that defies his ancient laws… and to the girl bound to it : Alina. As an eternal eclipse rises, ancient rituals shatter, dark forces descend, and a war ignites that could consume the entire world. Amid blood, fire, and chaos, Arkael faces an impossible choice: to protect the one thing he cannot sacrifice… even if it costs him his life Featuring a dual LitRPG system of Moon Seal and Fabric Darkness ( Original System ) [warning : this story contain much blood ]

For generations, the Southern Sun-Realm has lived in the golden warmth of the Starwind lineage. But as the sun begins to dim and the ancient "Void" stir in the corners of the world, a terrifying prophecy emerges: Only a Spirit born of Sun and tempered by Frost can hold back the Great Dark. Elissa Starwind, the youngest Princess of the South, is seen by her court as a failure. Unlike her siblings, whose light is a roaring furnace, Elissa’s "White Flame" is a mere flicker—pale, cold, and seemingly useless. When the prophecy demands a union between the Sun and the North, her father sees an opportunity to discard his "weakest" child. Elissa is sold as a Tithe to the Witch-Kingdom of Aethelgard, wed by blood-contract to the most feared predator in the frost-lands: Alistair D’Valtheron. Alistair is a Pure-blooded Vampire Prince, a being of refined hunger with crystalline, incandescent blue eyes that prove his mastery over his own monstrous nature. As time passes Alistair discovers that Elissa’s "weakness" is actually a different kind of power: a purity that doesn't just burn shadows, but heals the very fabric of reality. As the Moon moves to smother the Sun, the "Weakest Princess" must become the North’s greatest weapon. To save her brother, her husband, and her kingdom, Elissa Starwind must decide if she will remain a flickering candle or become the bonfire that consumes the darkness—even if it means losing her humanity in the process.

For as long as she can remember, Aria Laurent has heard only one rule from her father: Stay away from him. No explanation. No details. Just hatred whenever his name is mentioned. Adrian Laurent. Adrian Laurent her father’s estranged stepbrother is the black sheep of the Laurent family. While her father built a powerful political career, Adrian built something far more powerful international corporate empire that made him one of the most feared CEOs in the country. Cold, disciplined, and dangerously charismatic. To the world, Adrian is known for his sharp mind, his ruthless negotiations. But behind closed doors, whispers follow him rumors of a private life ruled by control, secrecy, and desires hidden behind velvet doors. Aria has spent nineteen years obeying her father’s command until the night she meets Adrian for the first time at a lavish charity gala. One look changes everything. Because the girl Adrian vaguely remembers is gone. Standing before him is a woman, beautiful, curious, and dangerously fearless. Adrian knows he should walk away. Getting involved with her could ignite a family war and destroy the reputation he spent years building. But Aria has always been drawn to the things she was told to fear. And the more she learns about Adrian, the more she realizes the stories her father told might not be the truth. What begins as curiosity slowly grows into something far more powerful and far more dangerous. Because Adrian Laurent is a man who has always been in control. Until Aria. As she steps deeper into his secret world of power, dominance, and hidden desires, the connection between them becomes impossible to ignore. But when her father discovers the truth, old betrayals and long-buried family secrets begin to rise threatening to tear the Laurent family apart. Now Aria must make an impossible choice: Remain loyal to the family who raised her… Or risk everything for the man she was never meant to love. Because some rules were made to protect you. And some were made to be broken.

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.

Dr. Zayne Li has a secret. Three years ago, the renowned cardiologist stumbled upon an impossible ice cave in the forest outside Linkon City. What he found inside changed everything—a portal to a nightmare realm where monsters hunt humans, where the laws of reality bend and break, and where survival means becoming something you never thought you could be. He barely escaped. And he's spent every day since sealing that cave, ensuring no one else suffers the same fate. Until Hunter Nana Wang follows him one night.Curious, reckless, and too brave for her own good, Nana is Linkon City's strongest hunter—trained to fight Wanderers, not the impossible creatures that exist beyond dimensions. When a surprise attack shatters Zayne's carefully maintained seal, both of them are pulled through the portal into Avalon: a broken city suspended between life and death, where demons, vampires, and hybrids hunt the few remaining humans. Separated by the portal's cruel logic, Nana wakes in an abandoned classroom with no weapons, no backup, and no idea how to survive. Within minutes, she's being hunted. Within hours, she's convinced she's going to die. Then she meets Mina—a survivor who's been trapped in Avalon for a month, who teaches Nana that the only way to escape this nightmare is to become a nightmare yourself.As Nana learns to fight creatures that shouldn't exist, as she loses people she comes to love, as she grows harder and stronger and more desperate, one thought keeps her going: Find Zayne. Escape together. Survive. But Zayne is fighting his own battle, alone in a realm where he's already spent three years learning to be a killer. And when they finally reunite, they discover that Avalon has one rule that changes everything: The only way out appears once a year, during the blood moon cycle, when thousands of vampires wake and hunt. And anyone bitten transforms instantly. One portal. One chance. Two people who love each other enough to sacrifice everything. In Avalon, love isn't just about living together. Sometimes it's about choosing who gets to live at all.

The dance came to an end with a final spin. Greyson gave a polite smile, as he admired the lady before him. Dydra returned the smile, excusing herself. Her eyes darted around the ballroom, in search of something or someone. A frown knitted on her face, and she left the ballroom, going to the garden to relax. "Letting other men touch you?" a lazy voice came from behind her. Dydra's whole body shook. She need not turn around, before knowing who it was. Though the voice came out lazy, there was an unspoken rage hidden inside. "I-its not—" her voice shook. Her heart ran a thousand miles, as she broke into a cold sweat. "Need I remaind you, who you belong to?" he asked, his voice calm and still. But Dydra knew it was a deceiving calm. A stillness, that makes the storm oblivious. She parted her trembling lips, tending to speak, but no words came out. Suddenly, she felt something grip her waist tightly, and her eyes uncontrollably closed. "Dydra," his deep voice came as a whisper. "Who do you belong to?"

Five hundred years of silence. One heartbeat changes everything. Yoona has lived long enough to know one truth: the past never stays buried. But when a strange boy crosses her path and her heart stirs for the first time in centuries, she realizes the secrets she has spent lifetimes running from are finally catching up. And this time, there is nowhere left to hide.

For seven generations, the Wolfram family has lived by a single rule that must never be broken. The door must never be opened by anyone. Except by Wolfram blood. At the end of the old house’s corridor lies a room that is always locked. A room never touched by sunlight. A room filled with wooden dolls, their empty eyes staring without blinking. But the dolls are not the most terrifying thing inside. Because deep within the silence of that room… there is something that never truly sleeps. Every generation of the Wolfram family inherits the same duty. Not to guard the door. But to enter it. Alone. To face something that has been waiting far longer than any human life… something that recognizes their blood, touches them, and slowly binds their soul in a connection they can never escape. A connection never taught. Yet always inherited. A bond that flows within their blood— creeping slowly into their breath, seeping quietly into desires they have never understood. An ancient, forbidden bond. Soft as a whisper… yet dark as a chasm waiting beneath a human’s feet. And from generation to generation, that bond always leads the heir of the Wolfram family step by step into depths they can never avoid. For Wolfram blood is never truly free.