Dance And The Vampire Bund Novels & Stories

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

My mom, Edolie Wayne, tried to explain. "We can ask Calvin to send his best warriors. Why a vampire?" "Calvin has recently become the father of six pups. Since he is busy with father duty, his beta and gamma are handling his pack. So, even he can’t send his best warriors without any leader." Dad explained. "I know you’re not fond of vampires, and even I wasn’t until I met Alaric. He is a great guy." Great guy, my foot!

Weres and a few surviving humans are fighting for their lives against the substandard performance of undead vamps and zombies, but we’re still very much overwhelmed. “Say goodnight, lovely. We’ve got some private celebrating to do.” Stop him before he ports! Tessa and I spring and see the vampire’s eyes widen in shock. “Why can’t I port!?” he demands, confused, then recovering quickly, melts and reappears beside the Horned God. “Let’s go, Pops. I’ll make do with you two until I can get the rest of you under control. Julian! Collect him!” There’s a wet sucking pop as a second vampire appears beside them, and stooping, shoulder’s the weakly flailing Horned God. Rising, he reaches toward Darby

She knew that they were in trouble. But just as she thought things couldn't get any worse, something strange happened. Steve's eyes turned dark, and his canines grew longer and sharper. He took a step forward, and the man stumbled back in fear. "You...you're a vampire," the man stuttered. Steve bared his teeth, his eyes gleaming in the darkness. "And you're in my territory," he said. The man turned and ran, disappearing into the shadows. Steve turned back to Celess, his eyes returning to their normal color.

“You don’t have to be ashamed if you need my help.” A few moments later, Ingrid arrived with Selene. In Ingrid’s hand was a small glass bottle filled with a dark red liquid. “I figured as much,” said Ingrid, holding out the bottle. Lucas took the bottle. “What’s this?” “Fresh deer blood,” Ingrid replied. “Young vampires usually find it easier to learn self-control using animal blood.” Lilith immediately stepped back. “I can’t do this, Ingrid. I can’t anymore...”

Baby Elena's impossible eyes shifting between gold and red. They needed their mother. I couldn't die here in this vampire hall surrounded by enemies. Dante fought beside me with the same desperate intensity, our bond creating a visible aura of gold and red light that seemed to pulse with each heartbeat. The energy radiating from our connection made the vampires hesitate for just a moment, ancient instincts warning them away from power they didn't understand. But there were too many of them for hesitation to matter. They pressed forward in coordinated waves, sacrificing themselves to create openings for others.

He pointed at the bundle of energy, crying hysterically. Daphne expected at least someone to protest. They always did when something was wrong. But no one said anything. The crowd was silent. "We didn't hurt anyone!" She tried to plead with the crowd, but they just stared. "Look beside her; that is a vampire! We have been enemies for years, yet she goes about fucking one of them. Look at him!"

The music is playing and the different lights are making me crazy. I grind against Damon as I dance and I can feel his bulge in his pants. Jasper is dancing with a pretty tall girl with very short hair, they are making out and dancing close to each other. The girl smiles at me and I nod. My body suddenly feels hot all over and I know someone is watching me intensely as I dance dirty to Damon. My vision sways to the VIP lounge where I see him, Xavier Stormcold.

A massive dance floor stretched out in the center, filled with humans and vampires moving to the hypnotic beat of the music. As they stepped in, Ella’s senses were overwhelmed. The music was a deep, pulsing rhythm that resonated through her chest. The air was thick with the scent of lust and desire, humans and vampires dancing together, their movements sensual and magnetic. She noticed couples entwined in corners, some boldly engaging in acts of intimacy right out in the open. The raw energy was intoxicating, even for her. Ella couldn’t help but notice the humans’ fascination with the vampires. Despite their fears, they were undeniably drawn to them, just as she was drawn to Valen. Everythin

"Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###