Angel Bites Fangs Novels & Stories

“Let me go,I am hurting” Angela snapped. Her body is yet to fully recover,she felt a bit dizzy all of a sudden. Antonio stared down at her lips and stroked the full length of her bottom lip in a gliding caress, his fingertip dropping inside her mouth,then two fingers thrusting into her mouth, enough for her to taste him. Without thinking, Angela bit on his fingers, making him pull the red fingers out with immediate reflex. Shaking his fingers he chuckled, it was the least reaction she had expected from him.

I said anger clearly evident in my voice. He smirked and all of a sudden tilted my head to the side and bit me where the neck and shoulder meets. I screamed in pain. It hurts like hell. He shut my mouth with the hand he was tilting my head with. Does this guy have some sort of biting fantasy? It did not hurt like a human bite though. It felt like multiple canines were piercing in my skin. I can feel blood sliding down, but he did not let go. What is he? Some sort of human with a set of canines? If that’s true, I would like to stay away from him but won’t let go. I got to run the moment he lets go. No way in the hell am I dying from rabies.

“Let me go,I am hurting” Angela snapped. Her body is yet to fully recover,she felt a bit dizzy all of a sudden. Antonio stared down at her lips and stroked the full length of her bottom lip in a gliding caress, his fingertip dropping inside her mouth,then two fingers thrusting into her mouth, enough for her to taste him. Without thinking, Angela bit on his fingers, making him pull the red fingers out with immediate reflex. Shaking his fingers he chuckled, it was the least reaction she had expected from him.

Anthony yelled and pushed him off, lurching backward, his hand on his neck. The vampire hefted him up with telekinesis and slammed his head on the floor six times before sending him across the room. Flying towards Anthony, he unsheathed flexible claws as long as fifty centimeters. Alighting near Anthony, who was on all fours plucking out the venomous claws and trying to heal, he stabbed the claws into his nape and they came out through his throat. He withdrew the claws and began stabbing continuously at the back of Anthony's chest.

Anna took a hold of it, glancing one last time at her best friend before lowering herself down. There was a short pause, and everyone watched with anticipation before Anna looked up again, confusion plastered on her face, "my fangs won't come out," she said looking up at Abigail. "What?" Ena asked with a slight chuckle, "What do you mean your fangs won't come out?" Anna shrugged, not sure herself, “I mean it won’t come out.” "Maybe they just need a little push," Abigail hinted, taking the knife and slicing it across her wrist without any warning, causing Gabrielle to take a step back, trying to stop herself from gagging, as the blood poured.

he sneered, his words laced with a hint of dominance. My face twisted with hate and anger. I had no desire to be tamed; all I craved was his flesh. But it was clear he possessed superior strength and cunning. "Hahaha," I mocked, a bitter laugh escaping my lips. "Haaaaa!" I shifted, assuming a more aggressive form, my fangs bared, claws at the ready, and eyes blazing with fury. I lunged at him, aiming to strike, but he effortlessly blocked my attack with a hidden hand, countering with a powerful blow from his right hand.

He was tall and well built, clearly having seen the inside of a gym, and his clean-cut features were the perfect match for his profession. He cleared his throat, "You were attacked and bitten. As I said, I've checked the bite out thoroughly, cleaned and dressed it. It will heal." "What attacked me?" My voice was starting to fade as sleep threatened to drag me under. I wanted to stay awake but couldn't seem to fight it.

he lifted his lips and scrunched his face, and if that would make the fangs vanish. I laughed… “I should have recorded this one,” I joked, and he funnily stretched his lips. “You are an asshole,” he sighed, making yet another funny face, “But we already knew that…” “Man! Stop moving your lips like that… you`ve got fangs, not a stroke…” I said, and he flipped me the bird. “The fuck!” he said when he noticed the long claws he had for nails… “Roger!” Angie ran towards us, I midlinked her, even when he didn`t want to bother her.

she snapped her face to look at me, fear, anger, sadness all laced in her eyes. I then proceeded to pin her down, her hands in one of mine above her head, my legs forcing her body still when I took my other hand prying her mouth open then forcibly ripped her left fang out from her jaw then her right, her screams filled the air, anyone still fighting had stopped again to witness what I was doing.

I lunge. One of Everest’s Betas tries to sink his teeth into my shoulder, but I push him off and beeline for the field. Another Beta gives chase, but I’m faster, and soon we’re in the middle of the pitch; me versus the entire Blood Fang pack. The crowd is in an uproar. Somewhere, a whistle blows incessantly, telling us to stop. To behave, or, at the very least, to get off the fucking field. None of us listen.