Beautiful Vampire Woman Mga Nobela at Kwento

I seldom worried about being recognized from a time when I was a living breathing human because I looked much different—improved by the Vampire virus. The woman's eyes scanned me before they landed on my daughter…my white daughter. That's what had caught her attention. Most people found it curious that a black woman would have a blond haired, blue-eyed daughter, but most didn't say anything. However, there were those who felt the need to comment on it.

Alexis muttered with a choking feeling in her throat at this very moment. The vampire hunter woman in front of her had the same face as Alexis. Even Alexis felt that she could see herself in that woman only the difference was in the hairdo and the Victorian outfit. Alexis' body trembled even more when she realized that there were blood spots on the woman's face. It further shows how dangerous the woman is in eradicating the wild and evil vampires there. The woman who had the same face as Alexis started to walk away from there. “Watch behind you!!!” Alexis subconsciously shouted loudly while pointing directly at the back of the woman there.

It fell in a loose, tousled mass of blonde about her face. "You're not," Damien groaned. "My wife is." "And she isn't here." The woman's fingers pulled down his underwear. His cock sprang out into his hands. "You're not a vampire," Damien answered as she stroked his cock. "But what are you?" "Salvation," she answered. "If you just give in and sin a little." The woman leaned over, her blonde hair spilling across his crotch, and swallowed his cock into her hungry lips. Damien groaned as she sucked. All thought of fighting her went out of his mind as the pleasure rushed up to the tip of his cock.

I try to reach for her, but the woman won’t let me. “You can still scream?” she asks in genuine surprise. “Huh, guess I wasn’t choking you hard enough!” Panic floods my entire being as the vampire woman’s icy grip tightens around my neck. I can’t breathe. I claw at her hand desperately, vision blurring as stars dance in front of my eyes. Why is she doing this?! “You should have stayed,” she hisses, a malevolent smile curling her lips. “This could have been less painful if you didn’t try to flee. I might have shown you mercy, but now, thanks to your disrespect, I will kill you slowly.”

"Augustus, Your hold is too tight." I whimpered and he quickly removed his hand. I sighed in relief while rubbing the spot. Is he even aware that his slightest hold can break my human bones? It's scary to even think what will happen if he really decides to hurt me someday. "Didn't expect Augustus the great here." The woman in the blood red dress walked towards us. Her pale white skin, bloodshot red eyes and black long nails told me that she is a vampire. She is looking dangerous. Her siren eyes paused on me and looked at me up and down making me uncomfortable. Why is she looking at me like that, like I am something low life.

It nearly removed its head from its neck. “I feel sad for the victims,” said Hugo. Kyra stared at the picture. She recalled eight victims who were purely women and one man who she thought was just accidentally involved. ‘Almost all the vampire victims were women. All of them were beautiful and had good jobs. And a man. Why is it just one man?‘ Kyra thought. “Are those women virgins? It’s as if a vampire is only victimizing a beautiful woman with a good job.“ said Damon.

" Yes I know. I researched him and found that out" "Was that the only thing you found out? His current profile?" "I also found his wife and she's no human either" "Yea, she's a vampire like him", she said looking away. "No she's not", I told her. The woman looked at me confused like I was drunk. "What do you mean by she's not? She has his strength and if you've been watching her , you'll know she's more than a mere human. He would only marry his kind!"She said angrily.

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

The woman saw the approaching couple, a smile appeared on her lips, the scent of the immortal, did the immortal appear? “Two Stephen and Sharmaine Halley?” Nanami Vincent spoke up, her voice ghostly and seductive, a vampire who drives everyone crazy with her weak appearance. She is the arbiter of the vampire world, provocative and sweet. The red gaze is the silhouette of Sharmaine and Augustus.

A stirring sensation in her stomach heightened as she drew closer, and it became clearer that one of these two was undead. The Vampire sensed them, too. Only it wasn’t the man, as Eliza had suspected. Instead, the woman, whose fangs were bared as she leaned toward his neck, spun her ugly head around and roared at them, pushing her would-be lover aside and dodging at Sergio. He fired as the man on the ground screamed in surprise. His bullet went wide, ricocheting off of the brick as the Vampire leapt up into the air and grabbed the bottom rung of the fire escape, pulling herself up to the steps with little effort.