Bloody Sweet Novels & Stories

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ꜱɪx + •*. 』 ZAYNE COULDN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE. Kayley's blood wasn't working for him anymore. He didn't want it, the taste he felt was almost equivalent to tar. But her blood was the same as before. He wasn't picky on what type he liked but he had favorites from time to time.

I got you before so I'll get you again. Zack's Pov. That woman is annoying. Why did she come back here? We are here at the bar today with my friends. Many women seduce me but I don't budge. I won't shoot women until I've finished what I'm doing to Angel as if my monkey friends dare. "Dude what's up with the sweetness prank of a ZACK ERVIN, does it work?" crazy question of Zyrone. "Of course. Because we know that woman really likes me hahaha," I replied proudly to them.

It should be entirely unappetizing, something instinctively ignored. But cutting straight through that natural foulness was an underlying sweetness so potent, so impossibly rich, that it was intoxicating. It defied all logic. If her dead blood was sweet enough to drive an ancient vampire to mindless treason... what would the living blood in her veins do? Nyx’s eyes flashed. No ordinary human possessed a scent like that. It was a biological anomaly, something beyond nature. She forced herself onto her knees, ignoring the sharp pain in her skull, and bowed until her forehead touched the ground.

I'm not sure why my eyes spontaneously closed when I realized his blood was flowing deep within me. What is it about this creature that makes me so obsessed with the taste and smell of his blood? He isn't the first person I've tasted, but he's the most distinct and sweet to my taste. I want more! I'd like to drink more. To me, every sip of his blood felt like an addiction. Your blood is so delectable! I felt his slow and heavy breath hit my back for a few more seconds because I hugged him while my sharp fangs buried in his neck. I was about to finish him just in case there was anything left, when I heard the door open loudly and the sound of plates and glasses falling.

With a small smile on my face, I replied with a puppy dog eye emoji. I wouldn't say Blanco was fully my friend, but he's really been a vibe for the boring and tiresome days. Always with the positive energy. Just like Flare. I winced at the thought my subconscious was putting up. A ding from my phone reverted my attention. It was Blanco sending me a crying emoji. How dramatic can this guy be? I decide to reply with a text that read: Looks like I'd be seeing you there. I'm taking their entrance exam in a week's time. I really do wish you luck.

she couldn't even form a sentence and passed out. Bohden licked the blood stains on her neck, he then slowly laid down with her, he made sure that she was sleeping peacefully on top of him. He licked his lips thinking of what he just did, he promised this wasn't how he wanted it to happen, this isn't it at all. But then he couldn't help it, he couldn't hold it in either. He had never tasted such a sweet blood before, the taste of it was too divine and slightly cold as it transferred to his veins and then all over his system. He could feel his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he relished the last drops of it in his mouth, "Mmmm" he groaned, feeling aroused.

Sweet said cut Blood cut him off before rush up stairs. "T-thank you." Blood said that Sweet stunned a little. Bitter smirked as he watch Blood run up stairs, he looked at his twin brother Sweet who looked shock. "That!" Sweet said and pointed at Blood and looked t Bitter. "Did he just thank me for saving that motherf*cker? Ha! for so many years that we've been friends---he is making me feel that I want to kill him, damn it. To all the thing I did, this is one time he thank me ha." Sweet said as he stood up mumbling this things as he walks away shaking his head.

160 Her grip tightened on my shirt as I shifted forward, allowing her blood a place to escape. I couldn't stop the purr resonating from my chest as her blood first hit my tongue, nor the hum of pleasure that races through one's body when taking from a live host. 90 B negative was famously known for its sweetness, but hers held something else with it. 162 It was perfectly sweet, but it was almost tart as well. 296 Needless to say, it was amazing. 12 Killing her now would be a waste of good blood. 212 I held her tighter, trying to hold her still as she involuntarily began to squirm away from the pain, her cries of agony sounding here and there.

Now she must drink it like it is normal, but this is far from normal. Vastria took a deep breath in and out then reached for the glass. She brought it before her looking into the red color of the blood. It was thick and smooth. She could smell sweet metallic with something she could not figure out. She could not imagine that blood could smell this good. She closed her eyes taking in the scent of the blood bringing the glass to her lips. She drank it down like sweet wine. It tasted divine as Vastria licked her lips.

her eyes brimmed with tears, tears that she trying not to fall whatever it takes. “That Bloody Night were they first show up with full force,” she added as her eyes turned blank as she try very best to not to cry or even crack her voice. “As if maddened, they move so fast and deadly! To the point of draining everyone... Everyone that have the blood of the Brightest Moon and the...Almighty Sun, have drained their blood to flood the land with redness!”