Blood Of 1000 Virgins 소설 & 이야기

She whispers a happy good luck to me before exiting the room of the Prince. "I sincerely apologize for calling you out this early Miss Snipes, but you see I have to let you come and help him. His enemy used an old tricky poison that's difficult to cure unless someone use the blood of a female virgin human being in order to cleanse the dirty blood of a wolf who has killed too many." I gulp down a lump in my throat when the wizard smiles at me and open his palm to let me give my hand to him. "What do you mean a virgin human being's blood? I should not be the only one who can save him in this Palace!"

“Please!” The virgin screams, weakly and without any hope for her survival. Until her cry and begs are just a whispering wind from a distance. “That’s it, find your way out, dig your way out and come to your master.” He then opens his arms wide as a sharp claw attached to a tentacle emerges from the virgin’s belly. Wherein blood and flesh splatter and fountain to the place. He satisfyingly laughs as the virgin cries in pain and helplessly as the chimera emerges and out with the prominent cry of a child.

Her breath adds some spice to my already crazy imagination, but I come to a halt when she clutches and thrusts her wetness into my cock. "Fuck babe!" I exclaimed. "I looked down where our parts collided, confused, and saw the water had the hue of blood. Is she?" I wondered as I stared at her face, her tears falling. "Move," she whispered, her purple eyes passionately staring at me; as a result, I forgot she was a virgin and put my two hands in her butt, gripped it, then pushed her to me, my massiveness forcibly filling her... I bit her lips while I thrust roughly. Her blood was pleasant as well, unlike that of ordinary humans. Too dissimilar. Every thrust I made felt like I was on the verge

Those that were lucky to conceive, eventually die. Some were lucky enough to stay alive to bear at most three young ones and eventually die immediately after the third one. They are only one percent of them out of the whole supernatural world combined. However, in the fifth decade following the plague, a prophecy came to light in every supernatural race at the same time, that in every century a blue-blooded female will be reincarnated, and her blood can cure the plague of the supernatural race if the ruler was lucky enough to mate with her and drink from her blood daily.

These hunters will turn the world upside down if only to find her and get the coveted prize. "Yaya, I'm going to the gym. Don't cook dinner for me. I'm just going to grab something to eat at the nearby resto when I conclude my workout." “Sure Ma’am. I understand.” Stressed from a long day's work, she chose to unwind and let go of some steam. This is her habitual way of getting rid of the toxins in her body. In her reckoning, the sweat that flows out of her pores drives away the microorganisms that have clung to her. Aside from her exercise routine in the gym, she believes that tonight is special. It is forecast that a full moon will be rising from the East. It is time to go hunting and quenc

She's such a very kind person to get through this. "A virgin offering," Prince David said that left my lips open. "W-what?" "Virgin offering? Are you serious? That's all?" Prince Evan laughed as if it's a very simple thing to do. Well, I forgot he has the ability to charm women and make them do everything as he wishes. But don't you think that is too cruel? Sacrificing another person for the sake of someone's life... it doesn't sound reasonable to me.

Especially as they got closer to the city center, where she could smell the blood from beneath the skin of the humans, as if she could feel the blood flowing in their veins and this was not a good thing. "Can't princess Mila survive all the way to the pick- up point?" Kyril asked back in a doubtful voice. He glanced occasionally at Mila, who had now completely buried her face in Dom's shoulder, her face was hidden by her white hair. "They will bring the blood that is needed." Dom glanced at Mila, assessing her condition. "I am not sure..." he had never seen a vampire this thirsty before and Mila's growls just got more and more terrifying.

Holy shit. I'm beginning to shatter. We crash into each other, me pushing down as he pumps upward, and I'm crying out at the pleasure rippling through me. I won't last—I can't bear it. Logan's cock is large and perfect, and that, combined with the fact that I might already love him—is too much. I cry out in bliss and stiffen, breathing his name as I come. Logan pulls me down and kisses me, and as I convulse on top of him, he groans and comes a few moments later. There is a gentle spreading warmth between our joined bodies, and I'm utterly exhausted.

She tapped her manicured nail against the glass, savoring the rhythm like a drumbeat of victory. “Perfect,” she murmured, almost to herself. “Perfect because truth is irrelevant. The public only craves blood. We give them blood, and they will drink it.” Cynthia, adorned with pearls that glistened like tiny drops of moonlight, reclined on the opposite side of the table. A crystal flute of champagne was balanced between her fingers, the golden liquid catching the chandelier’s glow. She swirled it slowly, her lips curving in satisfaction before she spoke.

I said, forcing my chin up. He studied me for a long, uncomfortable moment. “We’ve never had halfbreeds, it’s never heard of.” “It’s from my father’s Council orders,” Davorin said again. “We got his message,.” The man leaned back, folding his hands. “And she’s to be your mate?” “Yes she is.” Davorin says. “Then you’ll need to be tested. Placement, skill level, control… all of it.” “Control?” I echoed. His gaze sharpened. “Your hunger, Miss Neemah. We wouldn’t want… accidents, I will send for you when it needs to be done.”