Romans & histoires Best Vampire Romance

“Fine, Maxwell. Yes, I like you. There, I said it. Now what do you have to tell me?” “Do you love me?” I hear a moan of frustration rumble in her chest. “I know you do and you know it too. There’s something you need to know…about a vampire and their humans. There’s a bond that connects them together; this blood bond is activated by touch. The more contact a vampire has with their donor, the harder it is for the individual to resist.” “To resist what?” Her retort is flat and I can tell she’s scared at my words.

She cleared her throat and he sensed her fear. He sighed and explained, "I know it's crazy but it's how vampires mark their mate to indicate ownership of their mate... I didn't want to but the vampire in me was pushing me and..." He stopped talking when Evangeline cupped his cheeks. "Go on," she whispered, her eyes were filled with love and submission. Blake smiled and slowly showed his fangs. Evangeline saw his vampire side and tried to calm down, and later on, she felt his fang were on her neck and she gasped, gripping him on his shoulders.

Their bond was a testament to the strength of their kind—passionate, intense, and unyielding. Jacob, on the other hand, had taken a different path. His dark hair and brooding demeanor often led others to underestimate him. But beneath that exterior lay a heart filled with loyalty and courage. It was during one of his solitary excursions into the woods that he encountered Lyra, a fierce and independent werewolf. Their worlds collided in a whirlwind of emotions, igniting a spark that neither had anticipated. The bond between a vampire and a werewolf was a rarity, fraught with challenges, yet their connection was undeniable. Jacob found himself torn between the expectations of his lineage and t

Thomas says. “You can’t tell her that, she didn’t want this life. Neither of us did,” Roman says. “How did both of you end up vampires?” Thomas asks. “She was married to Benton Thibodaux,” Roman says. “He is royalty,” Thomas says. “Yes, she was a human when she met him. When they got married he told her he was a vampire and wanted her to turn. She would only turn if I did. So we both went to the Bahamas and turned. She did not understand everything that came with it. Long story short her new husband was a monster. She got out and said she never wanted to be like that. She drinks blood bags in small amounts. Just enough to keep her alive,” Roman says.

She rolled her neck, cracking every bone. "Finally free. Now I'm hungry, who goes first?." She said with an evil look. She looked at the Balian's clan and how brave they looked and not scared. " You think am joking. You don't seem to be afraid." She said and chuckled. "I will start with you handsome." She said as she moved quickly to one of the Balian's clan and with a blink of an eye, even to vampires she bit his neck and sucked out all the blood in him until he turned white.

His brows stitched together in a hard frown. “You faked your death to escape me. Didn’t you?” he ground out. My simmering anger reached for him, and I slapped him with everything I had. Not caring that he was here for peace, not caring that he was seeking a bride. He had been my friend, my protector for years, and he turned on me the second he found out I was a vampire. How could he be here now, wanting a vampire bride? His head snapped to the side and slowly came back to me. He licked his bleeding lip. The scent called to me on instinct. I ignored it. I would never want to drink his blood.

A chilling shiver went up her back. Her heartbeat accelerated thumping like a war drum in her temples as it traveled down her spine. She whirled around again looking from one suspicious shadow to another and around the alley. nothing. Nothing at all. However the instinct that had prompted her to accelerate her pace a few minutes before was now yelling in the back of her mind alerting her to the fact that she was not alone. She called her voice more firm than she had imagined Whos there?. Even from a drunk or a thief she nearly hoped for a response—something concrete to face. However the wind was the only one to respond a high-pitched whistle that seemed to mock her boldness. Her cotton glove

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.

“Thought you didn’t crave blood.” There was a bit of humor in his voice. A lot of vampires will drink the blood of their lovers during sex for an even more intense orgasm. However, they weren’t usually human so there aren’t any risks. Tessa was different; I could have killed her. I had never done that before out of fear that I would take it too far. But I couldn’t resist her; especially when she asked so sweetly. “I don’t,” I told him with finality. “But Tessa’s different…”

She shrugged, “I don't know, I just thought being rich was another vampire trait, all the vampires I've ever read about are always stinking rich.” He chuckled as he answered, “Well, if you live that long and you're still broke, then something is definitely wrong. Most of us work different jobs in different places throughout our lifetime, gathering wealth over the years, that's why vampires are usually rich.” “Interesting. Tell me more about your book. What is it about and why did you lose your inspiration?” He had a faraway look in his eyes as he said, “It's a novel. A romance novel.” She raised her brows and gave him a teasing smile. “Romance novel huh? I wouldn't have guessed that. Is it a