Novel & Cerita Are Ants Attracted To Blood

The smell of fresh blood was so magnetic and almost difficult to ignore. "May I, master?" She hurriedly crawled when he beckoned to her, then licked the side of his mouth moaning softly in pleasure. The other vampresses looked on as Antonio let her take a sip from his glass before returning it to his mouth, but she wasn't satisfied. The pleading look on her face made him chuckle. "Now, now, young one, don't be greedy. All this might get them envious." Perhaps when his plans succeed he'd let the coven hunt and feed.

"Yes, but I've discovered something crucial. These creatures are like vampires... but not exactly. They share similar traits, but there's one big difference." "Go on," I urged, my impatience growing. He cleared his throat, glancing over at his notes before meeting my eyes. "They can come out in the sunlight. That's the one thing that sets them apart from vampires. They're not bound by the same limitations." I frowned, processing this supposedly new piece of information. "So they're not like the vampires we've dealt with before. Great. What else?" He seemed to brace himself before continuing. "They're attracted to loud sounds. High-pitched frequencies, specifically. And... they're drawn to bl

He opened his mouth and sank his fang into it, sucking her blood. Vampires were not attracted to the blood of their kind, as it neither tasted very sweet nor made them stronger but the prince did not care. Rohan couldn't deny the fact that human blood tasted sweeter than vampire blood but he was always attracted to the blood of the females, sweet or not. “leave." He said as he moved his face, leaving a bloody mess on his mouth and her neck. He shut his eyes as he savored the taste of her blood. The servant bowed as her eyes felt dizzy from almost being sucked dry and managed to walk out of the room after he had ordered her to call in a new servant to clean up the mess.

With intestines dangling and blood dripping, she flew into the darkness. A few blocks away from the building a young gorgeous lady is waiting for her bus ride back home. She sat by the bench underneath a semi-parabolic dome listening to Spotify. Engrossed in what she is doing, the lady is unaware of the creature silently flying above her. Smelling the scent of fresh teenage blood, Sarah ejected her long pointed tongue that punctured the synthetic dome and hit her prey on her nape. She then commenced sucking her blood as the victim struggled to set herself free. This time the girl was ready. With a sharp hunting knife in hand, she slashed at the tongue which caused it to be disengaged from he

Alex entered, and the door opened, but he was immediately recoiling from the sight in front of him. Blood. The viscous fluid was all over the floor, with a trail leading to the door. Alex could only plug his nose to avoid the stench. He hunched over, hacking, trying to keep his food at bay, but it was proving difficult. He couldn’t stand the sight of blood; he could manage to get his blood drawn or maybe see blood from a little injury. But not when it was all over the floor, in large quantities, staining the marble. Alex blocked his nose as he walked past it towards her bedroom, picking up what he had been asked to, and he made to go, but the sight of blood was stopping him.

I turned to see Vlad, smirking at me. I glared at him, then I thought better, Vlad was much older than I. “Vlad, has a human or humanlike creatures have blood that smells sweet, like really sweet. Blood usually has a savory smell, but never sweet.” “I can’t say I have, but the world is changing, maybe blood is too, or…” he paused, his eyes glinting. “This witch you spoke with, does her blood smell sweet?” “It does,” I decided to be honest, maybe he knew something.

“I'd give anything to have a father like that.” “Yeah,” she murmured. “I really am.” “Bella, come here,” said Victor. It was a command, not an invitation. “What's that?” she asked, eying the box warily. “It's a supply of blood since human donors aren't practical right now,” he said, lifting the top of the cooler to reveal six one-pint bags filled with dark red liquid. Now she understood what the confusing mixture of scents had been. Blood behaved a lot like food to vampires. When it was hot and fresh, coursing through the vein, its scent was easy to distinguish. When it was chilled or frozen, the scent lingered but wasn't overpowering.

Only the alpha’s blood could actually kill me. I am currently wondering in the forest looking for a meal. See, the pack did give us blood from their blood bank, but I wasn't a fan of it. Having fresh blood was always better. I couldn't get fresh human blood since I was too far away from human civilization. So, animal blood would have had to suffice for now. The blood from the blood bank was frozen so, it had to be rewarmed for us to drink. Just like how soggy warmed up food in a microwave tasted so, too did the blood when it was warmed. But at least they had blood for us right? Beggars can't be choosers.

"In the soil, the ants are almost invincible. It's easy for them to dig up the ground. No wonder they can chase us so fast and make us collapse." "As for the attack behind us, I guess it was also done by these guys. They are very small. After our people were killed, the black air spread and could cover them a lot. In addition, there is a collapsed place for them to hide at any time. This can explain why we can only see their attacks but can't see their people." "Those ants truly deserve to die."

"Me too, I didn't smell her blood," "How did that happen?" "I also do not know," I heard them whispering. I don't know if it's still a whisper, 'cause I can hear it. Is there a whisper like that? I feel that they are talking about me. Why? Because they are looking at me. I cringed because of that. Why can't they smell my blood? Now, I understand why they didn't attack me earlier because I know that when they smell human blood they will attack me. I'm still wondering.