Carmilla X Zestial Novels & Stories

Her intelligent eyes mocked her new charge’s fear. Jasmine swallowed. They understood each other. Like some enormous house pet, Terza stretched out by the fireplace, roasting herself at its heat. A spicy wild smell wafted from her coat to permeate the room, scenting the air with exotic danger. The same scent clung to Keilor as he moved closer with an innately sensual grace. Jasmine’s eyes dilated, and her body grew languid and weak, hungry for him. “What did you do?” she whispered as passion fogged her brain. Was this what he felt around her?

Without another second, she buried her fangs in my flesh right above my collar bone. A scream ripped itself from my throat as my entire body fought to free itself from her grasp. Hot tears ran down my face as her grip tightened on my arms, debating on whether or not I should just submit to her. She wasn't gentle by any means. Even Xander was more gentle than she was. She fed from me desperately, taking absolutely no account of me at all. My hyperventilating and trembling was something that she was enjoying. Even regardless of the stinging pain it caused, I continued to squirm in an effort to get away from her

“I stayed awake all night studying their evolution. Scar didn’t tell you, Alpha Leo was killed last night. The marks on his body could only be made by a Neon. They grow stronger feeding on blood, human, wolf, anything.” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “You are the strongest werewolf alive. But have you considered how strong they’ve become in eighteen years?” My stomach tightened. This could not be happening again. Without answering, I turned and headed to the female seer. Smoke curled out of her hut, a sign she was deep in vision. Inside, she sat cross-legged, eyes white as bone, her wolf hovering beneath her skin. “I knew you would come, Alpha Zayne,” she murmured. “But I do not have

Going outside to say goodbye to Finn, they two men out for a night walk, dressed in black, getting shot twice with tranquiliser darts and that image of Zale in his wolf form leaping over me right before I passed out. “Are you awake?” Zales voice whispers in my ear and I get a delicious set of shivers that run down my spine. His voice is going to be the death of me I swear. “Not really.” I mumble and turn towards him with my eyes still closed. My stomach muscles hurt a little with the move, but I don’t care, I just want to wrap myself around him and breath in his delicious scent. I burry into his chest with my face and hear him sigh as one of his hands runs up and down my back. I lift a leg u

The smell of cigar and whiskey crossed my nose and I wrinkled it at the smell. “Ew, what are you? An old man?” I made a face. “Shut the fvck up,” Benoit growled, switching positions and pinning me against the wall. “How dare you speak to us in whatever way you please?” He hissed in anger. I fought back the urge to puke as the overwhelming stench of whiskey filled my senses. “Brother, not again.” I muttered on a sigh. “Let me go.” I ordered. He laughed without mirth. “We know what Zeeland is doing. You're not his mate, and we're going to prove it.” His lips curled into an evil smile.

The two were locked for some moments. “I am Zuba”, she said softly. “I am the princess of the kingdom of Borney of the vampire”. “But I am werewolf”, said Jason “Yea, its fine” “Sure?” “Yea, we’re in this together, to turn our hates into love, but they won’t allow us”. She said. “Can we do this?” “Why not”, said Jason hesitantly. “Off course we can, let’s get on it” But before they could figure out on the next step, some passers-by that saw them screamed. They began to shout.

Even though she wanted to know what-next, Anastasia stared at the man in front of her. Her mind numb, her face blank. Her gaze traveled to his bleeding thigh. The man had managed to disguise as Starlight for two months? How was that possible for a werewolf? She studied him closely to understand him. Macilleus looked at Anastasia, turned her, curled his hand around her neck and pushed her to a carriage that was waiting for her. He waved his hand in the air and ordered his men.

He’d not fed like this at dinner, since he’d left the dinner before dessert was over. The urge to drink from her vein lured him in. It would help him build his strength to beat whatever was used on him. As Franco thought of feeding from this female’s wrist, he felt his fangs slowly filled his mouth. Then, without warning, he struck like a hungry viper. As the hot blood filled his mouth, her gasp filled his ears. Her scent wrapped around him with lush floral notes, and the taste of her blood was as delicate as her scent. Franco struggled to end his feast. If he’d been younger, he might not have been able to do such a thing.

I am twice his size, more muscular than him and can easily take him. I can smell his fear, but he doesn’t let up or show fear. He shocks me, actually and shifts back into human form. I do have to shift back into my human form and communicate with Lucien. “Hand over the girl, and I’ll leave.” I laugh a full-blown belly laugh at him. “What makes you think I would give her back? She is ours now.” He looks at me with confusion all over his face; it hasn’t clicked. This makes me smirk, knowing his little brain can’t catch up. I wait for a minute or so, and the emotions that flash on his face are priceless. The second it all clicks into place, and he finally understands that Carina is ours, his fa

My mate asked me and I smiled at him. “Well, all the basics. As a Lycan I'm a carnivore and as a succubus I feed on sexual energy, this the club. I have had to fight my basal needs for years to get to the level that I'm not controlled by a wagging dick, except it is the one that I was given of course. I'm usually fine after spending hours in the club, but coming home to this is not a bad bonus,” I said to him and he nodded his head.