Creatures That Drink Blood Novels & Stories

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-”

They are not like us— they are the blood drinkers. I stood up as I thought of my father as I have known that one of these creatures is with him. I need to find him and be with him. The more I stay here, the higher the chance one of them will stumble upon me. My head went back to the way Lord Victor reacted to his drink and how it had killed some of their soldiers.

Lian was shocked: What are you, Max? Maximus nervously: We are not, in fact, not human, we are vampires and other creatures that feed on human blood and some of us eat their meat, there are werewolves and cannibals and other creatures Lian sniffles: You are freaks Maxus smiles sarcastically:

Josh had quite the peculiar type he wasn’t going to question but it sure as hell fun to make fun of. After having an in-depth lesson on vampires, Alex got to learn that although vampires are dependent on human blood for survival, it didn’t limit them to consume the blood of animals and apparently was a delicacy amongst them and the best would be from freshly hunted prey on rainy days. He didn’t get why it had to be raining but Alaster had told him it would be much too confusing to understand. “That’s true, humans these days just go on and spoil their blood, selfish pricks,” Bianca said, making her appearance along with Luca and Hunter. Bianca had her hair up in a bun as well, eyes a blazing

Erin asks again, earning a giggle from the latter. "Thank God you're cute, Erin." Chawoo said. "Who said that? And why are they linking vampires to a small creature?" "Uh, because they're the only mammals that feed entirely on blood. That's what I've read!" Erin defended. "Unfortunately none of us can turn into bats. Sorry to burst out your bubbles. Tell me more." Erin rolled her eyes before remembering what a belief. "We think you slept upside down or inside the coffin, you'll lay there all day til the sun sets and will rise once the moon appears?"

That’s how I feel about the difference between fresh blood and a blood bag. I know I’m picky. Many of my kind have told me so. Millions of vampires, yes, there are THAT many of us you don’t know, around the world survive on blood bags. There are even some vegan vampires, fucking weirdos. Before you ask, no vegan to a vampire doesn’t mean they only drink vegetable juice. We only survive on hemoglobin. A vegan vampire drinks animal blood. I’ve tried animal blood. It’s nasty and not for me.

Standing in the middle of the sea of vampire and other blood thirsty creatures ,the hunter in me has yet to identify. The crimson fluid dripped down , my neck no doubt That's what beckoned the creatures my way in the first place. My heart beat faster than a normal human would live through, Pumping the blood faster then should be possible. ' who thought it was a good idea to ,have hunter blood replenish itself at rapid rate. It just draws in more creatures, dumbest shit ever. '

It was a lot to figure out. They had a blood bank that delivered the blood to the club. All types would be ready for the vampires, but the rare types would be a little harder to get. They would also have drinks for the humans that did happen to make it in; the shifters and fae would drink the booze too. She didn’t know if she believed in them, but hey, she would try.

The fabric was all stained the same shade of deep, dark red. These creatures, who looked like men but moved around the ground like spiders or crabs, were drinking the blood of my family and playing with their dead bodies like a hound with a bone. My stomach clenched, and my throat tightened, but there was nothing left inside me to expel.

Waiting for his orders. Popobawa were horrible creatures gifted with black magic who fed off of fear. It's why you usually saw them coupled with hitmen or at the sight of natural disasters. I didn't think the AAs had enough clout to bankroll one of these rare creatures, but I guess business was booming. "You rang?" It never once had eyes for Q but continued to stare at me and Erika, lip curled back so we could see its gangrenous tongue as it feed from us. "What is it that you wish of me, Master Quinton."