The Fate of Madame Cabanel by Eliza Lynn Linton - free vampire short story

The Fate of Madame Cabanel by Eliza Lynn Linton is about the insidious and vile nature of the vampire. There is a horrorible lesson for all who underestimate the power of the vampire.

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Unholy Embrace vampire novel by Neil Benson - seeking ancient wisdom to fight a demon

seeking anccient wisdom to fight a demon

An old man sat in an old, carved teak chair He wore a white silk robe with a black-and-white yin and yang symbol. He was almost bald, with parchment like skin, and a long white beard. His head tilted downward as he looked at us through half closed eyes.

“Come forward,” he said in a soft voice with a Chinese accent.

Nessa and I moved closer until we were within six feet of him.

“Why does a nightwalker seek me out?”

She bowed. “Honorable one, we have a dangerous demon to deal with. A friend told me you might help us.”

“How did you get this?” He held up the ivory carving. His face remained expressionless, and his voice a whisper.

“About a hundred years ago I was in Paris. I met a monk who called himself Shien Po. We talked one evening, and he gave it to me as a parting gift. He said it would be useful one day.”

The old man smiled. “A greater honor than you realize. You talked with Yuan-Li Quan.” Nessa looked up and her eyes widened. “The ancient Immortal chose to wander through Western Europe at a time of change. If he saw no evil in you, then I can find none. I have forgotten my manners. I am Chen Li.”

“I am Nessa and this is Frank.”

Chen Li nodded at me and looked back at her. “And who sent you to me?”

“The Knower who lives beneath the streets.”

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Unholy Embrace vampire novel - fight with a white werewolf

Nessa fights a white werewolf


When I turned around, a tall, blond haired, athletic looking young woman stood between me and the door. She held a six-foot long round metal pipe with both ends capped by pieces of steel sharpened to fine points. Silver coated the last few inches on the tips. She had a feral look on her fine featured face. The way she held the pipe, and balanced on the balls of her feet, indicated she was an adept martial artist.


No human, however skilled in the martial arts, could hope to take on a vampire, even when armed with a lethal weapon. When I examined her more closely, I saw the heavy covering of fine blonde hairs on her arms. She was a werewolf, requiring me to be more careful in fighting her.

When I took a step forward, she jabbed at me with the pipe, but not with the intent of stabbing me, but rather to test my reaction. I took another step, which gave her a chance to pierce my heart with the point of the pole. She jabbed at me, but before it reached my body, I grabbed it with both hands...

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Unholy Embrace vampire novel by Neil Benson. - A confrontation between mortal and immortal

Nessa, the vampire, starts off the interchange.

"I was lonely, and I sought an interesting and attractive man and decided to let events take their own course.” She paused, lowered her eyes, and remained that way for a long time. Then her gaze sought mine. “It was never my intention to fall in love with you.”

“Love? What we've shared is lust. You haven't expressed feelings, at least verbally,” I said. “From the moment we met, events never took a natural course. You were the sexual aggressor controlling me from the start.”

“You need to take responsibility for your actions.” Her tone stabbed me like a sharp saber. “You made a choice when you responded to my smile and sat beside me. Whatever responses I evoked are part of your nature. My behavior was provocative, but I never apologize for whom I am. You’re an adult. You know the risks you take when you meet a stranger in a bar. Especially when she tells you she's a vampire.”

Her eyes, flat and hard, presented a side of her that I hadn't seen before.

I took a deep breath and met the measure of her gaze.

Nessa stood there, hands on her hips, staring defiantly at me. Now that I saw beyond her beauty, I could recognize her strength in living a life she never chose. I stood at a crossroad few men ever experienced. What I said next could decide the rest of my life. “I love you, but I have no idea how we can become more than lovers.”

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First three chapters