Angel Bites Fangs Novels & Stories

So, they can’t produce their claws. Angel was the first one who jumped towards the creatures coming to her from the front. Adolphus jumped to his left side next. In front of Angel, there was a large and slick snake who was hissing threateningly, its mouth wide open, ready to sink its teeth inside Angel’s body at any time to kill her with its venom. Besides snakes and black mambas, there was a flood of mosquitos of every size, different kinds of flies, spiders, hyenas, scorpions and frogs swarming towards them.

"FANGS! YOU HAVE FANGS!" I pushed Brian away until I fell backward. I wasn't mistaken! What I saw behind Brian's lips were indeed fangs. "WHO ARE YOU REALLY?" I screamed, my voice echoing through the forest. A sense of dread began to creep over me. Brian chuckled and approached me again. His hands, unnaturally white, reached out to help me stand. I could feel his ice-cold skin; it was far from what a human's should be. Brian held my chin and gave me a kiss on the lips. I wanted to resist, but fear and my love for him combined, leaving me powerless as his lips passionately met mine.

I added as I tried to give her any assurance. “Why? Because of the treaty?” Angeline asked worriedly. “Don’t you see that it’s clear that they don’t care about it with the way those vampires keep on attacking?” I know that her worry is way out of line, well not really. I know that she’s just genuinely concerned. I was just the stupid guy who kept on translating it into something else. “I get your point, but based on our observation, all the vampires that attacked us are all newborns, -which explains their hunger for blood. But what does not connect is the fact that they don’t have bite marks.”

her scent of Honey and buttercream Flooded me, it was all her. “What are you doing?” My voice cracked. “You will see”, My teeth grazed the crook of her neck, not in passion, but in a twisted claim” my mouth opened against her neck, fangs—long, needle-sharp—I struck like a viper. no warning. Just a wet pop as it echoed in the room, breaking through the skin.

This is the first chance I’ve gotten these close to its kind besides Allyssa, whom has a distinct appearance from the others. This one has tiny, bony wings, in contrast with Allyssa’s flappers extending for about 65-70 inches wide. It has a discomforting habsburg jaw with protruding sharp fangs. Its eyes were bloodshot red that stared straight into my eyes. Aside from its horrendous looks, the pungent coming from its scaly body was vehemently malodorous.

However, when she broke the embrace and looked up at him, her smile faltered, replaced by a frown as she noticed the mark on his lips, a subtle testament to the struggle we had just shared. "What happened to your lips?" he asked Angelo, concern evident in his tone. "Mmm," Angelo replied, momentarily casting a glance in my direction as I remained seated in the car. "I was just bitten by a pest insect," he added, deliberately emphasizing the word "pest." Faye, intrigued, leaned closer. "A pest? What kind of insect? Maybe it has venom in it; we should show it to the doctor." She gently touched with her finger to his red and swollen lips.

I laughed as we walked towards the restroom, “I told you to skip biology and get this over but no, you want to be hard-headed, now look at you.” “Shut up,” she said weakly as I pushed open the restroom door. I barely rolled up my sleeve as Janea bared her fangs, the pointed canines pressing into her bottom lip and making an indention, her eyes becoming slivered and a glowing shade of yellow, her painted nails sharpening into claws. She chomped down on my arm and no amount of healing or durability can take away the pain of being bitten by a hungry vampire. “Whoa! Take it easy Janea! That actually hurt,” I exclaimed.

Angus puts his arm out for me shyly and I move toward it, not even bothering to break eye contact with Maggie, who sits looking like an angel with no fear. I snarl at him and snap near his face in anger, letting him know just how much I hate him and everything he stands for. Then, taking his arms, I move it to my mouth and try to bite down. My jaw refuses to close around his flesh as the ultima snarls in defiance. I try to soothe him, remind him we can kill him right after this if we want, but he refuses to allow me control over who we bite.

This was not a sensitive or fever period, both of them were in a normal physical state. Just like a python gliding in the water, Emilia's silver hair fell loosely. Her cheeks turned redder and redder like berries. She gritted her teeth, Emilia bit her tongue hard. Even if Angus felt the pain, he did not immediately let go but became more aggressive. Emilia felt like a vampire, forced to drink his blood. In the damp air, Angus, who was wearing a priest's robe and had been severely bitten by her, bent down to hug her.

Sean tilted his head and sucked her thumb, causing Angeline to gasp and freeze in place. As she removed her thumb, Sean turned to the side and bit her palm. Although the bite was gentle, it caused Angeline's heart to race like it was about to jump out of her throat.