Creatures That Drink Blood Novels & Stories

She was neither gentle nor nurturing. She slammed her hand on the table. "Enough! You will listen to me. Whether you choose to believe it or not, there are creatures similar to us that still kill for sustenance and sport. They revel in becoming the very monsters that haunt human nightmares, using their grotesque and often misshapen forms to amplify the terror just before they strike their victims. Once they fully transform, they are nearly impossible to kill, recruiting new members by slaughtering humans. And do you know what happens when they are reanimated? They become insatiably hungry." Their food of choice? Human flesh and bone."

The few days of not lacing any blood on his throat is making his mind play tricks on him, small whispers that becomes loud enough to drive anyone to insanity once bloodlust became too much to handle. "I heard that it wasn’t an a wild animal that attacked those poor souls." He looked at the human, and he didn't need any other supernatural skills to figure out what he was trying to do to Elijah. He grinned and responded, "Why do you think so?" The human grinned back, "You young people, still so naive. The bodies are almost decapitated, but the blood is all drained. Have you heard of an animal that drinks and drains human blood? I don’t think so. In the far east, there are tales about a creatur

The sorceress pulled the sleeve of Nocté's dress and pierced the bluish vein with a lancet — a bright red drop appeared on the light skin, and a squirt of blood flowed into the bowl. “You can drink it.” The sorceress giggled nastily. Chaos wanted to throw a bowl at her, but he put the dishes on a nightstand. His fingers were shaking, and his nose itched unbearably. The sense of smell was excited by the blood of Nocté. Mutated newts were distinguished by their thirst for blood, and some, like sea monsters, didnэt disdain human flesh. Pluck up the courage, he asked a question: “Why do you live like this?”

It could be a common thing to cuddle in bed with a fellow dragon. Creed threw a side smile at me. The slap of the boar had dust flying from the animal. Creed got to work. I watched as he gutted the beast. The smell didn’t bother me, nor the gore like the fluffy white furred animal. Lord, I had seen enough gore after living with the Duke too. I learned to get used to things quickly. When the vampires were done with a human, that became too old and sickly to produce enough blood, the really evil ones would rip them to pieces while alive.

The ruler at that time was Draco Vahemir - the strongest Vahemir there is to exist. Each and every member of the Infernal bloodbath pack is born with a special ability, their teeth contains poison strong enough to kill a person within seconds. They are not like every regular werewolf out there. They are stronger, faster than the usual werewolf. I flip through the pages and stop at a prophesy. It is a drawing. A stake in a lady's chest, she is in the arms of a man, his head buried on her chest. I flip to the next page, there is another drawing. The woman is in his arms, his head is backwards, his mouth is widened- he should be screaming. There is no caption in either of the picture. The drawi

I smiled feeling how my babies tried to calm me. "Lilly Love, the Vampires managed to adapt with their environment. For thousands of years they learn to feed from the animal and it became their habit." Luca explained it to me. "Well, it doesn't mean they don't suck human's blood or any mythical creatures they want to. They just didn't need to kill some people only for lunch, but they still can and will out of fancy living..." "Well, I believe the nobles still have their own blood slave, though," Finn added and my eyes widened.

Melinda ran a finger along the line and named them, steady, like an incantation at the edge of noise: “Dragon blood, the raw power, to bind the brute energy the tear bleeds. Phoenix blood, the rebirth so the seal can mend if it frays. Unicorn blood, its purity to cleanse the corruption. Basilisk blood, A poison to turn anything escaping into ash. Kraken blood, an abyssal strength to anchor us to the depths. Griffin blood, vigilance, watchfulness for the long centuries. Chimera blood, the hybrid coin that traps chaos by uniting it. Werewolf blood, it cycles and changes, to tether time to the seal. Vampire blood, an immortal blood, for endurance.” A deep, ancient red, almost black, that swallo

I guessed while watching the silhouette of his handsome face from the side while driving. "Hmm ... Vampires are just a myth created by humans, but that myth appeared because of our nation's existence." "Then ... what kind of creature are you?" "Volder." he answered while turning to me for a moment, "As you can see that night, we drink human blood but within reasonable limits. Because in modern times we usually drink blood transfusions because drinking directly from the source is very risky." he explained while focusing on driving. "What will happen if you drink blood too late?" I asked again.

The red liquid swirled around in my crystal clear glass as I stared into the horizon from my spot at the window. The red hue of my drink caught my eye and I chuckled lightly. From here, it looked just like blood,but blood wasn't as tasty as this was. Although there were a few creatures that would blatantly disagree. Why would a werewolf or vampire even drink blood?. I actually chuckled as I sipped on my drink. I couldn't remember the last time I stood to gaze out the window. Even while growing up, it only ever happened on rare occasions, after the incident.

I muttered. “A wild beast who drained her blood neatly, plucked out her heart like berries from the vineyard? What manner of beast do you think is capable of sort precision?” Rudolph shot back. “Not a regular beast that you can use muscles to wrestle.” He replied, making me realize it was actually a rhetorical question. “If they aren't myths, I thought they hate werewolves’ blood?” I asked, trying not to sound lost. “Yes. Normal Vampires are the ones who wear dark coats and drink their blood out of wine glasses, and feast on humans. These...these are beasts! They-”