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Plenty of times, I have passed out on her from the stimulation and the overfeeding of my blood. Twenty-five years passed by, and still, The Lady of Bluestoria made sure to keep me a virgin and save my purity. Lady Candice never let Lord Cameron or any male Bampire fuck me because of my Blood type. You might not know this, but all Bampires have several different DNA genetics. I have the rarest one, and it is SD7.

--- The image>> --- A man. Tall. Pale. Immovable. His fangs gleamed in the dim light, brushing the delicate skin of the woman’s neck. Her head tilted back, throat exposed, and yet she wasn’t dead—weak, trembling, fragile, but still holding a knife in her hand. Crimson glistened across the blade. She gripped it with effort, her knuckles white, as though she were trying to protect herself from something the world could never understand. Her vision tunneled more, the figures on the canvas becoming alive in her vision, the predator’s teeth sharpening against the curve of the woman’s throat, the woman’s hand shaking on the knife handle

Alessia will not casually spill Federico's secret of being an immortal vampire to anyone—let alone the dumb mortal girl who dares to force herself into Federico's home. But Federico does not nod or even look grateful at Alessia. In fact, his brow is beginning to droop low—almost as if he is displeased. "Hailey is my possession. You are not break what is mine," Federico replies. Alessia laughs without any joy. "You can find another servant to replace her. She isn't worth keeping when she's already so defective." Then Federico does the unimaginable. He walks up to Hailey and grabs her by the wrist. The poor, idiot girl startles, but Federico has supernatural strength—one of the perks of being

Chapter 6: Blood and Silence "There have been recent killings in the barren lands a few days ago. Some vampires who had gone to farm clashed with rogue werewolves, who killed every vampire on the land. Now the lands remain barren with blood and bones, decaying." Carson said, looking at the Primus, who sat on the throne. His eyes were dark, bloody dark. There was no sign of white or colored pupils in them. His jet-black hair accentuated the curve of his face, which remained expressionless. His jaw was sharp, sharp like a knife, as if you could slice an onion with it. His lips, full and red, made every woman in the vampire lands beg for his attention. He was a sin god. The god Kanchelsis must

Arc just waved her off “Mother, please listen. Erebus is out of control. He is illegally turning humans into vampires and creating an army to kill you and take your crystal heart. If we don’t stop him now he will succeed. I have sources that located his hide out. If we surprise attack him tonig--” Arc abruptly stopped talking when Celeste stood. Her calm was long gone and lightning bolts shot through her eyes. She was mad

He asked looking at her suggestively scrutinizing her under his gaze from her head lingering at her concealed chest and returning to look at her face. Adrienne felt warm, almost hot under his smoldering scrutiny. The vampire was a cold devil in the day but he must have a switch at night. It was night, after all. The favorite time of a vampire to hunt and prey. She was disgusted at the thought but when she looked at him she had to admit he looked good in his pajamas, he looked gentle like he won’t hurt a soul. “You know what I mean, right, Alaric?” She said in an inviting tone. Two could play this game, she thought. “Why don’t you share my meal?”

one of the humans yelled, but then the vampire said something to her, compelling her, and she, along with the other humans, went with him peacefully. I looked to the left, and more of The Outsiders were charging into the courtyard. My eyes flared and my fangs protruded as a feral growl erupted from deep within my chest as I took off an Outsiders’ head. He suddenly burst into flames as his body writhed upon the ground. Two more came at me head on, and I ripped out both of their hearts at the same time. Suddenly, orange and red flames erupted from their bodies, leaving a pile of ash behind. A loud growl came from behind me as another charged from behind, but I easily flipped him to the ground,

The beauty of a Vampire makes humans in general and especially women very jealous and jealous. Phoebe is a very beautiful Vampire, her skin is light and soft, but because she is a hybrid, her skin is not as white as a purebred Vampire. Her eyes are big and round, her pupils are as red as fire, but every time she goes out of the house she has to wear contact lenses to look more like a human, her eyelashes are long and curled, every look of a Vampire makes a human. ecstatic, so it is often rumored that Vampires have the ability to control people with their beauty.

The news hit Arayah like a physical blow, and a primal rage coursed through her veins, threatening to consume her. In a flash of raw fury, Arayah's true vampire form emerged. Her eyes glowed with an otherworldly crimson light, her fangs elongated, and her entire body radiated a dark aura. The air crackled with power as she unleashed her wrath upon those who had taken her father from her. Screams echoed through the castle halls as Arayah's unleashed her vengeance, striking down her enemies with a ruthless efficiency. The council members, once so powerful and revered, now lay lifeless at her feet, their blood staining the cold stone floor.

“What is wrong with her?” “She had a vision. She had a vision like mine because this is how she was at the end of my vision.” He listened to her heart and found her erratic. He slit his wrist with his nail and gave her a sip of his blood on her red lips. She slowly took it in, and her eyes fluttered open after a few minutes. Alex was shocked that Dom gave his blood to her. This was not something he could say he ever did for anyone before, well alone a vampire.