Dance With Vampire Bund Novels & Stories

But this wasn’t just a fight anymore; it was a cold, brutal dance. The musky scent of the creatures we fought hung around covering the scent of blood. Beneath the flickering gaslight, shadows danced like wraiths, making it hard to discern friend from foe. A guttural snarl echoed in the cave as Danni spun to the right. I mirrored her, my own boots scraping against the grimy cobblestones as I moved left, the rough wool of my tunic brushing against my skin. The *thwack* of a blade meeting something solid rang out as I intercepted a vampire lunging at Danni's exposed flank. A moment later, a chilling hiss erupted behind me, and I felt the cold rush of air as another attacker tried to slip past.

The music blasted through the living room and everyone enjoyed the music, including me, of course. Every once in a while, I would check up on the boys, making sure that they were having enough drinks. I want them all to get wasted tonight, including Alex, which was the only way for me to sneak inside his office room. "Do vampires even get drunk?" I asked Elena, who laughed before nodding, her dance moves already getting sloppy. "Special wine darling! Vervain or some shit mixed, I don't know!" she giggled before walking up to James and grinding her back against him. She's definitely drunk

– He lightly pinched her cheek. Even though Lucasta had a physical relationship with him last night, when she saw him throw off the blanket and get out of bed, she was still shy. She pulled the blanket over her head, listened to his footsteps moving in the room and when she heard the door slam shut, she dared to stick her head out, jumped out of bed, and picked up the dress. - Oh my god, he left a thousand hickeys on my body? It's intense. Vampires are very different from regular humans. – She smiled, her cheeks turning red with embarrassment.

"Oh, I've never… Well, I don't dance. But you see it's never been something quite so… elegant before." Sol laughed at me as I stumbled over my words and nodded his head. He dragged me to the floor despite my protests. "I'll help you. It's simple. Just lean into me." I cursed once beneath my breath and earned a soft glare from the elderly vampire couples nearest to us. Still, I paid them no mind as I positioned my feet correctly. "Just lean into you," I mumbled, repeating Sol's words. "Sounds easy enough." "Just like that," he encouraged. "Then, hold my hand like this and place your other hand there, right. See? You got this?"

Loved even more the way people scrambled to get out of her way. The vampires danced as if afraid of their own sleeves—stiff-backed, too dignified, too correct. Every movement measured to the point of suffocation. Every step more tradition than joy, their bodies held so rigidly they might snap if they bent too far. The scent of their fear clung to the air like expensive perfume gone sour—all bergamot and bitter herbs. Very much like Nochten and its vampires to make even a dance something dull and restrained by decorum and order.

The Red Moon Pack warriors, driven by a shared determination to protect their Alpha and Luna, struck in unison, each blow aimed at subduing the formidable vampire elder. With a final, coordinated effort, Xander, Ethan, Limuel, and Jack closed in on Dylan, overwhelming him with a combination of precise strikes and strategic maneuvers. The once formidable vampire elder, who had posed a grave threat to Chastity and the entire pack, found himself unable to withstand the relentless assault from the united front of the Red Moon warriors.

They tried not to gag, soon they were on their 5th tequila shots and were hazed to the strong smells around them. Werewolves were immune to alcohol, only large amounts of consumption would make them tipsy. "Oh my God this is the most fun I've had in a while," Sophia slurred, holding her drink in her hand as she swayed to the beat. James was holding onto Venus for dear life as he murmured about how hot it was and he wanted to take his leather pants off, while Venus was laughing for no reason. A handsome guy with curly hair and chestnut coloured eyes walked up to Venus and asked her for a dance, and she found herself comparing him to a beautiful man with chiseled features and tattooed covered

“There is something you can do for me. Why don’t you show this girl a good time? I really need it!” She grabbed my hand and pulled me down toward the dance floor. Max deftly sidestepped through the throng of people until she found a relatively empty area to dance in. She then leaned in closer to me and pressed her body against mine, her coy smile sending shivers down my spine. The music was loud, the lights were flashing, and the energy was infectious. Max moved to the rhythm of the music, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. Her movements and how her body spoke to me made my mouth water. I hissed toward a few vampires who seemed as enthralled by her as I was.

Our bodies start to sway together with the music, and I know that all eyes are on us, but the tingles from the bond keep me from caring. Continuing to grind my body against Erebus I feel the familiar purr beginning to reverberate from his chest. His hands shamelessly roam my body on the dance floor. Grabbing my hips he flips me around, so my back is against his front. Placing his hand against my stomach he pulls me flush against him and we move together with the music. I can feel Erebus’s erection against my back, and I push my bottom against it. Erebus moans deeply in my ear and I feel my panties immediately become wet. I can’t help but smirk at Sophie. She has found her own handsome

I smirked and pulled him closer, “It will be set once the attack towards the Abberant pack is successfully executed.” From the edge of my gaze, I saw how Diego darted a deadly glare at me. I just noticed him a while ago, right in his arms was a vampire lady in a peach gown. And he intentionally cling his body closer like he was seducing her. And this dumb lady was so drowned that she couldn’t notice what kind of creature he was dancing with. Out of my mind, I then suddenly grip Vander’s head closer. Maintaining my eye contact with Diego who only raised his brows and clipped the woman’s waist an inch away from his. An ounce of a strange feeling inside me bursts that makes me want to strangle