Beautifull Vampire Mga Nobela at Kwento

He looked exactly like Caspian but only his hair was blonde and he had a strange tattoo on his neck. When he saw me looking at him he quickly ripped off the heart of the Lenora beast while winking at me. He left the beast dead and started walking to me. I looked at the beast and was surprised to see it turning into a man with beautiful godly features but he was dead. This surprised me to know that someone so handsome could change into such beast as a Lenora. "So what is a vampire beauty like you doing in this dangerous place alone?" the vampire Caspian look alike said while circling me like a prey and licking his lips like he was looking at a delicious desert he was ready to devour.

Sadie gasped, fists clenching at her sides, venom dripping from the single word. Bella’s lips curved into a smile—cold, sharp, merciless. It did not touch her eyes. Her beauty only deepened in the moon’s glow, but it was the kind of beauty that warned of storms and fire. My breath was steady but my chest was aching. My queen stood in the open, luminous and untouchable. My mate. My undoing. And tonight, the world would learn why no one—man, vampire, or god—could ever take her from me.

she whispered, and her eyes fixated on Ricky. Ooh, I smell romance. Pfft. Ricky seemed embarrassed being stared at like that, as though the woman were undressing him through her eyes. "Hey, handsome!" the woman licked her lips seductively. She was about to step forward when another presence graced us. A tall handsome man with a pale face, sharp fangs, and red eyes greeted us. A vampire! "Oh, shxt! What do you want from me, Lexus Bloomington!" the woman in red let out in annoyance.

Beatrix removed her finger from Cael's forehead. Beatrix took a paper from Hugo's belongings on the table in the living room. She moved its face to the form, using the finger Beatrix had placed on Cael's forehead. Hugo, Damon, and Raven couldn't believe Beatrix could transfer the man's face to the paper. It looks like an actual picture taken by a camera. Clear and colored. "Wow, he's handsome," said Raven. "Aw!" Raven caresses her forehead. Beatrix patted Raven's forehead, to Raven's surprise. "Vampires are beautiful sexual beings. Don't stare at it."

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

He leans over kissing the small tears from her eyes. “You're beautiful,” he tells her with a charming smile. Cassandra did not believe he was lying, she was indeed beautiful and probably the most beautiful in his eyes. For beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. Carlson didn't regret anything, this was the best feeling ever. They stayed in the same position for a while and when he was sure enough, she was comfortable, he moved gradually increasing his pace.