Amazonian Vampires Twilight Novels & Stories

If it wasn't for a small, almost invisible detail, October wouldn't have noticed the difference. "Ashley and Amanda.'' October looked at what they wrote below their names, "umm twins." October skipped a few pages, looking for more pictures. After stopping on another and studying it closely, she gasped out. "No way," October said, running her finger over the waxy page. "Sage and Gem are vampires?" October skimmed the paragraph below their picture. "Daughters of Sudo and Xena both perched in a fire." October stopped reading at that, not believing what she just read.

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

Flora could tell that the tall man came out of an underground passageway that could be connected to the main house. The tall man walked with confident steps towards the marble table and the leader stepped away before himself dropping prostrated to the floor. Slowly, the tall man lowered his face towards Eva’s neck. All of a sudden, Eva opened her eyes and she screamed as she tried to push the tall man away from her. Then, Eva closed her eyes and her hands fell away. When the tall man raised his head, Flora was shocked to see his eyes glowing red under the darkness of his hood. From his chin dripped Eva’s blood. Flora could not believe what she just saw. She placed her hand over her mouth to

Aislen rolled her eyes at Ember. “Mum,” Jacinta leaned over the back of her booth seat. “Did you just call her mum?” “I’m Aislen’s mother,” Tiffany said primly. “Tiffany Carter, soon to be Lowe though,” she added with a flash of her glittering engagement ring. “Congratulations,” Jacinta replied. “Are you a vampire?” “What?” Tiffany stared at her. “Vampire?” Ronnie added uncertainly. “I take that as being a no,” Jacinta observed. “How is that possible?”

“Let the old power return through you. Let the forgotten rise.” Then everything went white. And Ava screamed. She came back to herself as her body convulsed, energy roaring through her. Her bones shifted, cracking, rearranging. Her veins burned with violet fire. Her eyes flared gold, then deep red, then gold again. She was both vampire and something more—something unspoken. Across from her, Achi’s body pulsed with silvery light. His muscles stretched, his limbs snapping into new form. Fur rippled across his skin but didn’t fully consume him—he wasn’t just turning into a wolf.

“Evan! I was wrong about you! “Tyler has no grudges against you, yet you’re beating him like you want him dead. You’re going to pay for this today!” Without a moment’s hesitation, she grabbed a heavy rod from the side and swung it down hard against my body. Smack! Smack! Smack! The specially-made rod carried a punishing weight. Within moments, I could feel warm blood soaking through my clothes. Rosie stood to the side, watching coldly as the strikes rained down. At one point, the pain was too much, and I blacked out—only to be jolted awake by a bucket of icy water being dumped over my head.

The girl twitched a little in his arms, barely able to hold her head as she pulled back to look up at him. "I...uh..." His brows knitted together, curiously peering down at her as he observed that conflicted look on her face. That mild blush in her cheeks. "What is it?" She hesitated for a moment, nervously biting her lower lip as she stared up at him from beneath those half-closed eyelids. "I-Is it possible for me to get pregnant now?" He smiled, "Nope. Humans are not made for procreation with vampires. Vampire semen is way too strong for a human egg. It will destroy it before it could fertilize it," he explained, earning himself a rather odd look from her.

Swinging my urumi in rapid circles, I cut into the outer layers of bloodsuckers, but as fast as the thin steel blades flay out pieces of undead flesh leaving dark magic flames to consume them, new vampires are porting in, all of them hellbent on getting to Sylvia. The shrieks of the burning pierce the air accompanied by cries of victory from my other sisters as their own battles end and they emerge into the center of the house, enraged and lusting for more. Six of us strike at ground level trying to get to Sylvia, with Jenny still covering us from above, but in the end, she’s overwhelmed. The filthy bloodsucker who gets to her—a dark-haired smokey-eyed male wearing casual clothes and a black

It was beautiful; snow-blanketed the forest, making it seem enchanted. "More questions…" Cassius sighed. "I sense them." I stared into the fire. "What was Ethan's daughter?" "Different question," Cassius snapped. "Can you mate?" Cassius let out a slew of curses. "Our punishment or maybe our prize? Women die at our hands. Human women." He shrugged. "Vampire blood and human blood co-exist. Angel blood and human blood are an abomination." My throat went completely dry. "So it can't mix."

It casted over herself, Dante and Amanda's mother. "What is this?" She started to panic as Willow looked over to her and then to Dante. Even though Amanda's mother was casted in the blue light, Dante being yellow and Willow being green. "The light shows what you are. In this case, you're human in the blue light. Dane is yellow because he's a full supernatural being. I must be yellow because I'm a combination of human and supernatural." She looked at her yellow fingers before pushing ahead. She focused her attention as the light adjusted to the darkness around the couch. It shuddered in the light, but it gradually changed to a dark red. The light took shape with the darkness of two people on