Carmilla X Velvette Novels & Stories

Caelum was kind and welcoming at first, but once he found out that something could jeopardize and taint his image, he dipped immediately, letting his primal instincts take control again. This was what I was scared of. Everyone that I knew here and managed to make a connection with might manage to go back to their old ways again. I was a she-wolf, a lesser specie than them, the urge to dominate was so clearly written on all their faces. If I wasn't careful, they'd devour me whole. Now, I knew Caelum's true colors and I was very disappointed. Why was he so bent on this? Why did he see the need to have an affair with his nephew's and late brother's wife? Same with Lady Vieva.

My senses could’ve been warped. But now? Now I was starting to think the universe wasn’t playing games with me after all. Because it was rare—unheard of, really—for a werewolf to be mated to a human. The bond usually didn’t register. Not unless there was blood somewhere in the lineage. And Camila had triggered the bond in me. Hard. Which meant she wasn’t just my mate. She was something else. Half-blooded? Quarter? Hell, maybe there was even a dormant shifter gene somewhere.

His hands moved on their own now—up her back, over the bare skin beneath her jacket, gripping her closer as if he could hold her there forever. The windows of the car fogged with breath. The smell of her—trees and smoke and something dark—coiled in his lungs. Lucas didn’t know who he was anymore. All he knew was that he didn’t want her to stop. “You’re not afraid of me anymore?” she asked. “I’m terrified,” he whispered. Selene smiled, and it wasn’t sweet. “Good.” Then she kissed him again along the lips, jaw and neck—long, deep, possessive.

He immediately tugged me around his arms and kissed me. It was like a dream for us. Never knew my life could be this adventurous like a story I have read in Dad's library. Life with various challenges and twists I faced made me strong enough to know myself and fight for my love. Even after a decade, we are still together with our pretty girl and handsome boy. As we dreamed of, we had our separate world where he and I were together with our baby boy and girl, half-wolf and half-vampire. Thanks to Dad and Karien, there was no conflict and crisis among vampires and werewolves. The contract had been made, a blood contract, not to harm each other in the Blackwood and GoldenWood forest.

Nick and I nodded, “Do you accept your position as queen of the vampires and relinquish your life to the vampires as a hybrid?” “Yes.” “NO!” Mara yelled, but we continued, “Do you accept her as your queen, lover and mate?” Mandy asked Nick, he nodded, “Yes.” She took a knife and cut my hand first and then Nick’s, “This is the blood oath, this will bind your souls together for eternity.” She then muttered words in another language that sounded romanian or greek. She then placed our hands together and Nick bit my neck; I winced at the sudden pain but it soon disappeared

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

“I need her back.” Brandon cracked his knuckles. “If he cheats, I’m jumping in. No rules with a bastard like Velan.” A rumble shook the ground, and six black stallions burst from the shadows, pulling a sleek wagon. Velan stepped down, his platinum hair gleaming, a pale vampire second at his side,a wiry figure with dead eyes. Velan’s white-gloved hand adjusted his gold buttoned coat, his smirk cutting through the night. “Well, well,” Velan drawled, his voice smooth as venom. “The wounded dog comes to bark. I expected more, Charles.”

I was almost ready to punch every one of them. “Stop it,” I hissed. He was taking long strides and only had eyes for me. He’d found me immediately from a hundred yards away. “Whew. Would you feel that electricity in the air?” Carmilla said, pushing my arm with her elbow. “Look at the goosebumps on her arms,” Susan said, pointing toward me. “The woman is in love, ladies. You can feel the extreme heat between them from here.” Melissa backed away before I could punch her.

His sexuality is invading the huge hall making the other male species jealous and the women's jaw drop except for the two women who are with me. "Here comes the Prince of the Royal pack!" Carmela murmured proudly as her eyes dance against the light inside the room I wonder how she is close to him and his father. A tiny pinch have cover my heart when I've thought about how Carmela and Vincent would be perfect for each other if I don't exist. It shouldn't have to be me. They are both wolves and maybe they are best for each other, both have strong personalities and both are envied by many.

But I guess some people are just irredeemable. Then I remembered what she said about vampires having tons of loopholes. And I smiled as I thought of one. I could feel him, them..coming towards this very carriage in such a speed. And then I placed my palm in front of her. Oozing my pheromones with so much fury that Celeste ended up puking blood. At that very moment, one split second of a moment, her power shuts down. That was enough time for Vlad to barge inside the carriage, freeze Celeste for seconds as she mumbled, “B-but how?”