The Baby Daddy Is A Vampire

The candles were illuminating the room with their dim light as the scent coming from them created a romantic atmosphere. It was obvious that anyone in his place would have given in too. The throbbing sensation within his jeans was the most expected reaction from his body. After all, that succubus was clad in a backless long dress which hung till her feet and hugged her body like a perfect boyfriend. Jairus looked around as he was seated on the other side of the table while his eyes were darted towards the woman in front of him. The room was enough space for the other necessary furniture and that small two seater table to be there. The man was barely able to hold back his carnal desires which were solely caused by the whole sensual atmosphere. He could see through her intentions but also did not wish to stop the woman knowing that she was doing all that to test his limits. Agnes lifted her head after pouring the wine and looked into the reflection. A meaningful grin appeared on he

Xander drove silently back towards the mansion not knowing what clearly had happened back there in the bar. All the way he was silent and his friends knew about his anger which made them not ask him anything. It was obvious that something must have had occurred there which was a query and mystery for all of the friends. However, they all decided to give Jairus some time alone to ask him the next day about what had happened. Xander dropped Jairus at his place since the guys took turns to go to the bars every weekend. With a heavy heart full of guilt Jairus stepped towards his room with thumping of boots audible in that quiet mansion since nobody else was staying with him. The door opened with a creak as he pushed his body forward towards the bed with black coat hung on his arm and threw himself on bed with legs touching down the carpet. Jairus was still not sure what and how exactly all that had happened, however everything was unusual. But he could also still feel that lingering tou

Either love changes people or it usually is the guilt. Something similar happened to Jairus too. [Jairus’ POV] I don't know what's happening to me, everything seems to have changed in just a blink of an eye. Just a few days ago I loved to spend much time with my friends, used to hangout at various times till late night. But now I am sleeping before midnight from past five days, which have changed my whole darn life drastically. I don't know what is happening but I think I am doing this to avoid my friends so they would not inquire about that night from me. Actually not them perhaps I am restraining myself from going to clubs bars and pubs again. So, I would not end up doing something horrible like that once again. I have already been regretting that till today. I don't want to do ‘that’ again, what if the next woman would be same? The chances are slimmer but not null, right? Then I will be sinful once again and I don't want a double weight on my shoulders. No matter how much of a

Agnes stood outside the building, preparing to enter. She let out a deep sigh, perhaps she was again entering that mysterious lion's den! The huge building was impressively decorated with glass work. She reminded herself that she was there for a murder, to hunt her prey and knock him down for what he'd done to her. Agnes settled her loose green dress, which came down to her knees, covering her thighs and hiding her beautiful figure in that looseness. She tied her hair into a ponytail, looking professional yet graceful. Agnes took the steps towards the entrance with confidence and delicacy, with the files of her qualifications and other basic information tucked to her chest by her bare hand. She strode through the hall painted in white, reaching the reception. A pretty girl was on call managing the entries of people and providing them with the needed information. As the call ended, she wiped the sweat off her forehead and looked up as Agnes spoke. "Excuse me. I'm here for an interview

[Agnes’ POV] I started the day brushing my teeth, licked my fangs which I use to trim every three days. Moving the brush on my teeth I thought about yesterday. "What was happening to me at that time? I was just being drawn to him. Yesterday I controlled myself almost successfully. But how could I do this everyday if I have to be under one fucking roof with him?" Confusingly I questioned myself in the mirror knowing that something was definitely suspicious about that man. He was still alive after sharing intimacy with me, which itself was a big question because that should not happen. As a vampire my dark core should have sucked all his energy and the man should be dead by now. But he was still alive and kicking which made me curious, what made it worse was that peculiar aura coming from him. He was not a human but not a vampire either, his energy was something else which drew me towards him. I had the intentions of killing him at first but that scent which made me lose my control pr