Bloody Love Novels & Stories

She has no idea how badly she has stolen my heart! Her scent is hypnotizing and makes me crave her even more. After we made love, the smell of her blood became more vital, making me want to taste her as I thrust my cock into her as she exploded. However, I am a gentleman and would never do it without her permission. Feeding on each other’s blood is a very intimate part of bonding for Bampires. It Is sacred and beautiful.

Against the ravaged sky, the blood moon faded, giving way to a strange white glow, as if a new era were being born from the ashes of love. Lucien raised his head and whispered softly, “This is the price of love... and blood.” Then he disappeared, leaving behind a Valenfort devoid of any living person, only the crimson blood seal slowly melting into the ground, like Evelyn’s heart still beating silently, somewhere in the endless darkness.

Nothing but love. Rhye lowered his mouth to Lily's neck and sank his fangs into her fragile flesh as he howled with the fury of all he felt. As his release took hold of him, he roared with the ferocity of everything he felt. Even though the ecstasy of making love to him had nearly brought her to her knees, it was nothing in comparison to the pleasure Lily felt when his fangs suddenly and sharply penetrated her carotid artery. She could panic later, but not now... not now.

Every bite left marks that healed almost instantly, only to be remade moments later. When they finally collapsed — tangled, spent, breathless — the blood moon still hung high outside the window. Raven lay half on top of Victoria, head on her chest, listening to that slow, perfect heartbeat. Victoria’s fingers traced lazy patterns on Raven’s bare back. “I love you,” Raven whispered — voice hoarse from crying out. Victoria kissed the top of her head. “I love you more than death itself.” They stayed like that — naked, marked, utterly claimed — as the blood moon began its slow descent.

There is no doubt that my crimson blood – which is boiling from her words – is dripping onto the floor , creating a puddle of anger , lust and irritation…but what she says next pushing me off the edge…Her psychotic laughter pierces my eardrums. “Why…why..” she tries to say in between her laughter, “why would I ever love a boy , whose only way to get turned on is to inflict pain on others – how pathetic! Why would I ever love a man who bully’s woman – is your dick that small that you have to bully people?” she says bravely , somewhat challenging me. Her mocking laughter bounces off the room walls , echoing in my ears. My blood covered hand , I react. It flies with a sudden movement , making

He is sucking her Blood from her lips. Man pov :fifty shades of grey my fav just added fuel to my desires.. I became horny..Why the hell I promised that I will not touch her till tomorrow.. I can't control myself.. I gripped her waist tightly digging my nails in her skin..She winched in pain but I turned her around and kissed her roughly .. I bit her very hardly blood started coming out..Let me tell you her blood is soo tasty.. I want to taste it more in all ways..How I wish I am a vampire.. I love to become vampire just to taste her Blood..Now also I can taste.. but in other way hope you guys understood..If not you will come to know Tommorrow night..

Others saw it differently. And she belonged entirely to the second group. Her intense jealousy proved to her that she had fallen for him completely. Yes, that was dangerous. Because when you love someone, the safest thing you can do is not throw yourself into it completely. Do not love completely. Keep a safe distance for the sake of your heart and mind. But no one actually follows that advice. Because when love knocks on our door... Then logic and reason are simply crossed out of the dictionary. And that is despite ourselves. She had loved him excessively, to the point that she felt she was not meant for anyone but him

“Why?” “I want to win a woman’s affection,” I said flatly. “Do you have anything that can ensure her loyalty?” For a long moment, Bennet just studied me. Then, with a slow sigh, he reached for a wooden box and pulled out a small vial filled with an orange liquid. “This is an aphrodisiac,” he explained. “It works through blood magic. Add a drop of your own blood before giving it to the target. Once consumed, they will be bound to you, obsessively in love with the owner of the blood.”

My eyes almost popped out as the length of his cock filled me dipper than I thought was possible. “Are you okay,” he asked, slowing down. “Oh yes,” I whimpered. “Now please, fuck me.” I lost my ability to speak as he continued to move, I could only feel pleasure. “I love being inside you, Bambina.” he murmured in my ear as his cock glided in and out of me, sending pulsations thrumming through me. “I've longed for this,” his lips grazed my ear, his hot breath blowing into it.

Phoebe carefully took the orange juice, drank it slowly, and suddenly wanted to ask: "Mom, have you ever been in love?" Her mother was surprised to hear her daughter ask this, she said: “Then, why do you ask?” "Since I'm curious, who is the beloved mother?" "It's your father, that's why you are standing here now." Her mother shyly replied. “My father? He… is a pureblood vampire, why do you love him?” Vivian Robert smiled remembering the old days, she said: "Because that's love, simply because I love him, whatever he is, I'll still love him."