Bloody Romance Senses Fail Novels & Stories

He asked and moved closer to her She tried her spell but it didn't work let me go now she yelled and the King Smirked I never want to kill you,am not heartless,I only want to make out with you he said and Kelci felt relieved she's going to have an opportunity to kill him she thought on his wedding day and her sister Natalie will give her a higher rank Let's be quick he said and started kissing her neck,he licked her neck and his fangs into her throat,he sucked her blood dry and dropped her lifeless body on the floor then teleported to the hall

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

- There – Romeo says, pointing to a nervous Shane on the other side of the glass. - What is he doing there? Why do you look at me like that? - We need to talk, Lorena. I need to justify myself. The girl looks at Romeo and tilts her head. Suddenly, the smell of blood reaches her nostrils. There was blood on her clothes. She looks at her robe and then looks at Romeo. Something awakens in her. - What's wrong with me? Why do I feel the desire to drink blood? – she looks at Shane, who remains glued to the glass, supported by Julius. She knows all her friends are there, but she only sees Shane.

This was not the same for vampires, as far as I knew. Edgar’s eyes darkened, the hunger within them unmistakable. "My apologies, Miss Cammy," he said, voice rough, almost hoarse. "Your scent is... exquisite. It seems I have momentarily forgotten my manners." The intense hunger in his eyes scared me. It wasn't hunger for food. As starved as he was, part wolf and part vampire, I would not appeal to him in that way. The hunger was a lust so unconcealed,m that I took a step back. I shouldn't be here. I should be home, with my mate. The moving shadows over his face made him appear nearly deathly and guilt at his starved state twisted my gut.

I sat beside my husband and offered to pour the champagne into his glass. But, being overly generous, he preferred that I pour on the Adams glass first. Like, who does that... I went ahead and poured into Adam's glass; his eyes unhurriedly refused to look away, despite my numerous attempts to signal him not to glare at me too much; that son of a bitch refused to listen. His eyes were becoming uncomfortable, and I accidentally poured some of the champagne on his trousers... "Oops! "I am sorry." I had the napkin and wanted to clean his pants, but he took it away, and Lucas asked that I walk him to the bathroom to properly clean up...

Her blood sang to me, rich and warm, flooding my senses with an overwhelming thirst that clawed at my control. Rosalie stepped back, her eyes widening with raw horror. "Levante?" Too late. I lunged forward with blinding speed. Gilbert seized my arm in an iron grip. "Calm down, boy." A feral smirk twisted my lips, revealing lengthening fangs. I grabbed his throat instead, my claws sinking deep into his flesh. "Die." The ground shook violently under the force of my roar. Dark aura erupted outward like a storm, slamming everyone in the courtyard to their knees. Rosalie dropped hard, her skin scraping against the rough stone as she gasped in fear.

Water poured down his naked body like a male god. Nicholas cleans the blood by applying savlon to cotton one by one and slowly picking up the small pieces of glass with steel plus after sitting very close to her. A familiar scent wafted into her nostrils. Her heart was racing, and the air was thick with unsaid desires. Both locked eyes, their gazes intertwining in a heated dance. The world around them faded as their bodies drew closer, their lips trembling with anticipation. But a haunting secret lingered, threatening to shatter their fragile connection—a forbidden love entangled in a web of lies.

The poor little bunny moved and peeked at him through her silver-blond locks but the moment their eyes met, she flinched and buried her face again. Romeo's eyebrows twitched from the realization that the bunny was scared of him, not at the dead beasts that were scattered around him. He shut his eyes and when he opened them again, his eyes were no longer golden-red. It had became a silver coloured eye He ran his fingers through his hair and patiently, he tried to coax the bunny once more.

But when she does, it’s like listening to a broken radio on one’s car: she’ll repeatedly spit those bloody words out. “I don’t know. One moment I was running towards Lucia and when I blinked, everything went bloody still…including you.” She was quivering. This walking vampire who has god-like abilities was shaking. Rozelyn lost balance and she was lucky that Rosette managed to catch her. “Are you alright?” Rosette asked, looking at the now-pale Rozelyn. She touched her forehead and she shrieked a curse word again. Rozelyn was burning hot, like the flames of the netherworld that burned in a single touch. Her breath was even hotter, like the smoke of a blazing flame.

Those same arms which used to provide her with the sense of security but now they were tainted in that dark crimson liquid. She travelled her eyes up to meet his gaze and the thing that hurted her more was there was no remorse or regret in his demeanor of the thing he had just done. He was entirely unbothered by it. There was no emotion on his face. He was feeling totally blank and numb. She continued to stare at him without speaking a single word until her vision started turning blurry. Her head spinned. Black dots started coming in front of her. Her breathing hardened. She lost her own body's strength to stand properly and was about to fall but his blood stained arms got wrapped around her