Carmilla Carmine X Zestial Novels & Stories

I snarled, moving Amelia, so she was behind me. “I don’t know what your fucking problem is, but I’m going to prove which is the better wolf.” Clement was growling, holding his jaw as he launched himself at me. Before he could touch me, his body turned to marble, freezing him in place. “Well, that’s enough of that.” Zoe sighed, leaning at the wall with a towel around her neck, her hair wet looking like she’d recently showered. “Welcome to Incubi town hall, Amelia. Ignore Clement. He’s a piece of trash thankfully doesn’t accurately represent the Bloodmon males.” Zoe smiled, pushing off the wall.

She has to come with me and without making up any dramas. “You will come with me! I’m Carter Darren, Alpha from Moon Stone!” “Keep your voice down! If you don’t want to feel pain!” she said. I was really pissed off. “I don’t think you are accursed of the she-wolf, cursed wolf, it’s just a legend!” “You believe?” She frowned. “Yes, you are just stronger than normal betas, nothing more!” I see her facial expression change; she closes her eyes mine, and when she opens them, they are red as blood. “Just because you can change your eye color to red, should I fear you?”

Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon. "Who?" He frowned. "Vampire Diaries. Ring a bell?" He shook his head. "Never mind then." I sighed. "My name is Damon Cullen," he stated. I gave him a long look. This was suspicious. "Do you have someone named Edward Cullen in your family?" I questioned. "No, and I don't know why you're stating all of these names. Besides, I don't have a family." I got disappointed at his answer since I was kinda wishing he would've said yes. His whole existence is just a huge coincidence.

She shot me one more dirty look before they walked off inside the café. Callie rolled her eyes, “they’re so incredibly annoying.” Caleb’s eyes left us to watch the blacked-out Escalade pull up, “and they managed to just barely avoid the alpha.” Beta Zaine got out of the passenger seat of the SUV, he was wearing a well-fitting navy-blue suit with a pink button up underneath and black loafers. “Fine morning, am I right Caleb?” Caleb stood up and shook Zaine’s hand, “yes Beta Zaine, fabulous morning. What can I do for you?”

She attacked my lips and in a swift move, she was straddling me, her hands in my hair. Camila, Camila, Camila. Camila Brinx- Camorra. Deep, open mouthed kisses, mixed with the cool air of the night, a dream. Our lips felt perfect against each other, she felt perfect in my arms. The sound of the ocean now rushing, or maybe that was my blood rushing through my veins, kick starting my adrenaline. Whenever I'm with Camila, it's like a fever dream.

The journey that might ensure that Ruby is no longer a target of the Xylem gang. ~ "Fancy seeing you here on this beautiful day Adonis," Carmila greeted as I stepped into the lively abode of the Xylem gang. "I see you got the dress code," she excitedly said. "Do you care to join this party? This one has a great tongue." Her hands patted a red-haired lady whose state of nakedness matched others like her who knelt in front of Carmila as if she was some kind of goddess. "Do I look like I want to party?" I asked sternly, my eyes wearing pity towards one of the girls who looked like she had undergone more pain than pleasure.

The blade gleamed, sharpened to a fine edge. "You really think I'd fall for the same trap twice?" Before he could react, I slashed the blade across my own arm. Blood welled up instantly, and I smeared it over my clothes and skin. Right on cue, the door burst open. "Mr. Morland, please don't hurt Carmen! She's just... lonely, that's why she's meeting a man in a place like this—" Hazel's plea died in her throat as she saw me, standing there, and covered in blood.

I shatter first, orgasm ripping through me, pussy and ass clenching, soaking Zane as I scream. Zane follows, filling my pussy, hot and deep. Ardyn’s next, cumming in my ass, warmth flooding. Kaelen strokes himself, spilling across my breasts, marking me. We collapse, tangled in silk, breaths ragged. Candlelight dances on their faces, Ardyn’s awe, Kaelen’s obsession, Zane’s sated smirk. I pull them close, heart pounding. “If I go back to Cillian’s body... this was worth it,” I whisper, voice soft but playful.

Elias walked to a locked cabinet built into the wall. Using an old mechanical key instead of a digital passcode, he unlocked a narrow steel drawer. Inside rested several weathered journals. Paper. Actual paper. Older than most people living inside Zelios. He selected one carefully. The leather cover had almost completely faded. Across the front, barely visible beneath decades of wear, four handwritten words remained. Project Crimson hunger. Aldren's eyes narrowed. "I thought every copy was destroyed." "So did I." Elias gently opened the journal. Several pages had been torn out. Others were stained with dried blood. He turned slowly until one name appeared.