Bloodsucking Stories

A horror story of an innocent boy whose kite fell into the sewer and got caught by a shape shifting dancing clown that torments children before he eat them WARNING: Do not read this if you are easily afraid or home alone or in Darkness..

Irabella 'Elle' Vanrindé was just a normal girl, at a normal school, with normal friends. And she's deathly allergic to cashews. Especially when they're unsalted. So when she ate some cashews hidden in some brownies, the last thing she thought would happen was to rise up from her casket completely alive. So now Irabella 'Elle' Vanrindé is being chased around the world by the government, other vampires, and werewolves, with a strangely attractive boy, all because she's a vampire. NOT YOUR NORMAL TWILIGHT RIPOFF (co-written with echoL4)

The magic was already there but many didn't know. They just kept on living their boring human lives, completely oblivious to the threats that dwelt amongst them; the wars that were waged right beneath their noses. But some people are more intimate with danger than others. These terrors do exist throughout the day, but when the sun goes down, when our melatonin is on the rise, and our bodies are giving up on themselves, that's when their activity peaks; it's when the horrors start. That's when we hear- the MIDNIGHT CRIES.

I don't have a cover for this story but like, you know.

I have to admit that I am bit daunted by the new perception of a vampire. Romanticism has created a parody of the legend: gaunt and sickly has been replaced by prim and sensual. The creature is more Don Juan than Vlad the Impaler, more passionate kisser than frenzied blood drinker, more dreamy than nightmare, more sentimental lover than cold solitary hunter. I am baffled by this overt need to change a fiendish anomaly into some kind of avatar of love. At its best, a gifted vampire can appear suave and debonair, but this is merely a masquerade, a deception to dupe the unsuspecting and easily charmed. This ability to interact with society is a tool and nothing more, as much a hunting mechanism as a tiger’s claws. And like a tiger in high brush, the vampire possibly uses an air of nobility to ambush its intended prey. I view it as an adaptive response to its environment. Meet a vampire in the woods and geniality and etiquette will be replaced by ravenous hunger and perverse delight. Make no mistake; the beast is always waiting to pounce. I guess I can understand the eroticism of blood drinking and the allure of immortality, but why erase the drawbacks? In doing so, authors have created a near perfect creature, that when compared to a human, seems a divinity. I find this deplorable. Whether it’s because of interactions, deals, and unions or in becoming, the repercussions make the monster. Take those away and you no longer have a vampire… You have an angel, with a penchant for drinking blood. Apparently words have a more profound effect on a creature of the night than any crucifix, vial of holy water or clove of garlic. I guess I am out of touch with trends, and my revelry is dragging… This is a paranormal romance of sorts, yet it isn't. More of antithesis to what is considered mainstream and popular. It’s a short piece, but I believe that the narrative packs quite a punch... or in the case of you vampyre aficionados, a bite. http://pathstodivinity.com/

Winter nights brought chilly winds to England. Where it was known for its snowy season. Everyone one was shut inside their houses, sitting by fires and absorbing in the warmth. Homes were seen as safe havens for humans from the frosty darkness. A blackness that has spread throughout all of London. The abyss eating away at the streets. Blood dripping down cracks of buildings. Every drop left the scent of death in the air. The red liquid flowed as it cascaded down their lips. Being a vampire had it perks, but having a full house of them was confounding...

Flame just started at a new school and this mysterious guy keeps showing up everywhere, what Flame didn't know was that he just wandered into a school where a vampire attends! Now that vampire has an eye on him and has a burning desire for only Flame's blood. What is going to become of this?

Meet Anastasia A beautiful, blonde girl who has a secret: binds her chest and wears a short brown wig to disguise her gender. Then there's Adam. A dark hunk who also has a dark secret...

He was attracted to him so bad that he wants her to be part of his life. Yet, things are complicated since love is not in his dictionary and her life is a big mess. She love him despite the lies that being feed to her, but then after the revelations, things been clear to Eleonor. Will love wins over what she will discover?

Love is a strong feeling, nothing changes that, even an unexpected type of person.

Two twins who are born vampires have to learn to deal with discrimination for being different.

You move to Seattle to live with your dad Randy. You go to Seattle high school. You wake new friends. What will happen when you meet Edward.

Vampires, love and a boy who can't see a girl come to harm, what could go wrong? The line above pretty much describes it, I'm a sixth form student who takes pleasure in story writing wether good or bad it's a stress relief for me, I'm happy to accept criticism but there's a very fine line between haters and criticism from people, so please refrain from just attacking my story.

Dracula Quotes................................ The Best of The Best. Mina, Johnathan, Vanhelsing, Jack, Arthur, and even one from the random guy who found Johnathan after he escaped Dracula's castle..... so many good quotes. And, For The Record: Dracula said "Bah" not "Blah". Just saying. DISCLAIMER: Bram Stoker owns ALL Dracula Quotes, and the entire book as well. Yeth. That is all. Enjoy.

Lola Kingstone was living her 18 birthday...well half of it. When she runs into the dangerous school bad boys her living life becomes her living death literally. Should of listened when told to stay out of someones way especially the angel boys.