Bitten Novels & Stories

After I baked him a cake like some kind of unhinged P*******t housewife. My shoulder aches, a dull, warm throb just below my collarbone, and when I twist to look at it in the mirror across the room, there’s a mark there—not quite a bruise, not quite a hickey, dark and strange at the edges. Great. Add “walking around with a hickey the size of a fist” to today’s list of problems. The bathroom door opens and Damien steps out, hair damp, sweatpants low on his hips, and every ounce of my composure leaves the building.

"You heard me right, Eve. You have had vampire blood in you ever since you were born." "How is that possible? My parents, I was sure they were humans and they haven't mentioned anything unnatural… and I never felt strange before." "You are not a pure-blooded vampire, only a fraction of your blood contains vampire blood. That's why you managed to live for all those years like a normal human being. But the truth is, it was only suppressed and waiting to be activated. And it happened when Vienna's subordinate bit you. It was the vampire's venom that awakened the vampire blood in you. It was the reason why the transition took faster than usual because you were not a pure human in the first place

After being friends for so long, one would think it would be easy, but the truth of the matter was that in front of him she felt forever exposed. What had he done to steal her heart and cause her to think of no one but him? She squinted through the bright rays of light reflected by the water and focused on him. His head was tilted down, his teeth biting at his lip as he worked the worm onto the hook. His dark brown hair was a disheveled mess and his strong masculine features were contorted in concentration, highlighting a wicked hot mouth that she was dying to kiss.

These bitten born were something in between against the laws of nature, and against the laws of the bitten. More than a few times, a pregnant woman had been attacked, and her child turned inside of her. It is not known how these children were able to be turned without ingesting the blood of the bitten. Written in history there is a tale of a born bitten whom had never received the blood mark. This being is said to be of two pure bloodlines, to inherent great power, power of which no one can speak to the extent. This pure blood born individual, is said to have the po

My eyes were wide open, finally Elias was by my side, boy was I glad to see him! A strange thing began to occur inside me just when I thought it was over. The pain started to grow, only this time it was worse than the bite, there was a fire burning inside me, I began to feel the worst kind of pain I’ve ever felt in all my thirty years of living. It was an excruciating pain— like torture!

I arched in pain, snapping ten fingers into Brian's back. He slowly savored the taste on my neck like he was holding a treasure, like leaving his mark on me. There's a sudden throbbing in my neck, and Brian's clenching it. Seconds after the pain subsided, he slowly raised his head. The bite on my neck is bleeding. Brian's actions at this time were much bolder than before losing his memory. He looked me in the eye, then lowered his head to lick the blood from the wound. The pain completely disappeared quickly, leaving only a numbing sensation that stimulated each cell.

"Hi, my name's Bane. I am Brielle's wolf. And... I am an Ivy. Also... I bite people." "What?!" I exclaimed at Bane's intro. Even Tania's eyes came bulging out on hearing that last part. "You bite people? Bane, come on!" "Well, only bad people! Biting is one of my special skills. It should have been my hobby if someone had given me the chance to really bite someone's ass!" She groaned, referring to me. I smirked, chortling at Bane, "You're lucky this isn't a job interview. The employer would have been dead by now."

It was the colour of a blood moon, of an ancient, foul fire that consumed everything it touched. In that frozen moment, everything crashed into place with the force of a physical blow. Beatrice had been bitten, makers for chaos. It wasn’t a rogue bite. It was a defilement. She hadn’t been turned, she had been infested. My mind screamed a single, horrifying word. Demon.

I asked angrily and slightly moaned at the pain I felt from his bite. I touched the part that he bit, I frowned because it was painful. I also stared at my hand, the one I used to touch the part where he bit me. I saw there was a little bit of blood there. Damn it! I think I was wounded and his tooth sank. I looked sharply at him as I took a walk and held my neck. Dam it! It's painful. He just stood in front of me watching me frown at the pain of what he did. His face is blank, I don’t know what he’s thinking.

I really have work starting tomorrow and would need to think clearly. While I was drying myself, I felt a dull ache throb through my neck. The pain brought back more memories. Adrian had bitten me; he had basically marked me. And to make matters worse, I had bitten him as well. I didn't know why; I just did it on instinct. I moved my hair out of the way to look at the new bite mark. I could see his teeth perfectly imprinted into the tender flesh at the curve of my neck and shoulder. The skin around the area was bruised, but it was already turning yellow; it was healing.