Can Vampires Drink Other Vampires Blood Novels & Stories

“You’re nothing but trouble, sneaking in here when I didn’t give you permission.” “I know.” “I came here to get away from you. Figured you wouldn’t come looking.” “I know.” “Do you know why I’m hiding from you, Ria?” He pushed my hair to one side, leaning over until his lips hovered right above my neck. His breath along my flesh sent shivers down my spine, my back arching and grinding against his hardened length beneath me. “When vampires drink, it elicits arousal,” he muttered lowly. I gasped when his teeth scraped against my throat, right over the artery. “We prefer to drink while we fuck, and the scent of your blood…”

“No, really—we are. Wolf shifters are all about upholding tradition, yes, but the most important thing to us is family. Carrying on with a new generation, making a brighter future. We constantly renew ourselves. But vampires—all they care about is preservation of their own bodies, at all costs.” I let my fingers slide along her smooth skin as I explain. “All vampires need blood to survive, but if they drink only from humans, they actually don’t become immortal. To become immortal, they have to drink from another vampire. It’s a fucked up, incestuous world. Every once in a while, they’ll try to turn a human, to freshen up the drinking pool, but the virus is incredibly deadly. Most don’t survi

They contain large amounts of strength, speed, agility, and stamina. A boy in the back raises his hand. "Yes, Jason?" "Sir, why do vampires drink blood?" "Ah yes, a wonderful question. Vampires are equipped with long fangs, which are quite visible when they're hungry or angry. They use their fangs to pierce the flesh of their prey. Now, to answer your question: vampires drink blood, first of all, because their blood is barely able to carry diffused oxygen, thus they need human blood in their system to do so. Blood satisfies this need, especially human blood, with its high quantity of hemoglobin."

he called out, running towards me. "What the hell are you talking about?" I frowned. He allowed himself to sit on my bed and took a deep breath. "There is an old legend that vampires can, in certain circumstances, exchange blood to heal each other. In such situations, only the blood of the significant other is able to heal them or even revive them." "Ok…" I muttered cautiously and asked, "And what are those special circumstances?" Will scratched his head and laughed awkwardly before mumbling, "They have to be destined to each other…"

she explained, "It's very fortunate that the breast milk works with your system. You're not physically required blood like other vampires-so it's just a psychological need because you're part of them." "I see," I nodded understandingly. I recalled the time Cammie and Alyssa drank my milk and said it tasted weird, but I also told them that I didn't like theirs either. I saw Octavia drank it, too. Ha! She wanted to scare me about my blood craving. Nice try. "There is something else I want to ask you if you don't mind," I said. "Go ahead, kiddo," "Does a vampire have to murder people and drain their blood?"

"I can tell you haven't been around a famished Vampire before or a Vampire that drinks directly from the source." "I'm intrigued, scare me," I said. "Maybe another time. You wouldn't want to see my hunger driven face." I could hear the seriousness in his tone. I decided to take another angle at the conversation. "So what did you mean about Vampires drinking from the source?" "We're forbidden to drink directly from humans or anything else while enrolled. Drinking from someone's neck is addicting. Most of us have never done it. That's why I'm not thinking about blood right now but if I'd done it before. I would really have an unquenchable thirst. Even if I had some blood before."

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

Depend on your position, sixty nine can be all night long. "You are indeed special among human I catch." She bite his neck. "You are already with many man?" He smile when she suck his blood. Usually, when sucking the blood of people, their memories will transfer into the vampire mind. She wonder, how can the memory not exist in his blood? "What do you want? I can double that Werewolf give to you." "This is it, I love your looks when hope something badly." "What it is?" "I need a ton of herb."

And yet after all these, I'm here with nothing, no I would find a way "LBut, what is I drink vampires blood, there are different theories of what could happen Some say you become external just like them, some say you get their powers temporary while others says you get infected by a virus, while uhmm some say uhmm you dream exotic dream of the vampire you drank out of let's not go there Whatever, but do I really want to find out? *A/N * hello everyone, am sorry for interrupting, but I just have to You can skip if you want though.(don't) I wanted to apologise for the short chapters lately, just been so so busy

Skye asked. “They’re less of a kind, and more of a group,” I explained. “The Soul Stealers. So, Light Vampires only drink blood that is given willingly. In a pinch, we can make do with animal blood, but I’d never hurt an animal either – I only ever take a small amount. Dark Vampires, however, take human blood without consent. Now, The Soul Stealers think that the blood is more powerful if it’s taken from a fearful victim.” I gulped. “You can imagine the kind of people – of monsters,” I corrected, “that they are.” “Yeah,” Skye muttered, his eyes flashing. His hand stilled on my shoulder.