Darah Suci Bagi Vampire Novels & Stories

She was excited at the possibility of becoming a cleric, “I’m glad it worked. I had to try something. I didn’t have another choice.” “You could have left me there. Thought you were afraid of the dark?” “Left you there to die? And, yes, I am afraid of the dark, but I couldn’t just leave you there! How were you so weak anyway?” “I drink too much of this,” he held up the flask and downed the liquid, “I’m kind of addicted and it caught up with me tonight.” “Bloodlust.” “Basically.” In their region, the vampires drank blood for three reasons: ritualistic, healing, or bloodlust. Most vampires could heal, but clerics could heal a vampire on the brink of death and mates could almost always heal each

“That kind of blood?” “Some people call it cherry blood.” He seems slightly embarrassed to be talking about this with me. His cheeks are a bit pink. “The blood released when a woman loses her virginity is filled with aphrodisiac scents for us but also drives our hunger. I’m not sure why. Perhaps it’s because back in the day, before we could easily syphon blood from humans, we had to bite them in order to drink, and the easiest way to do that was during sex. So whoever the hell created vampires made it so that when we smell that scent, we want to drink the person we’re with. And… we want to drain them dry. In fact, a lot of times, it becomes a savage situation where the virgin literally has h

Soon after, I bit into my wrist and dripped some blood into a vial for them to give to him. “That’s just gross,” the young wolf said. “Oh, you would actually love it. Sadly, you will never get a chance to taste.” I shot back and he grimaced at me bringing another smirk to my face. A pure blood’s vampire was considered somewhat of a delicacy. It was highly sought after, not just for the tremendous healing qualities but because it was so rare. Very few got the chance to taste it. We did not share blood with anyone. The fact I was willing to provide this wolf with mine, meant I was going too far.

Adrian said softly, “I knew you were marked. Tagged. Chosen. Once a vampire develops interest in a human, they don’t stop until they have what they want.” “Why me?” Jenna whispered, hugging herself. “I’m nobody. I’m not rich. I’m not important. I’m just—” “A virgin,” Adrian finished. The room went silent. Jenna froze, her face flushing with shock and humiliation. “What the hell does that have to do with anything?” she snapped. Adrian crouched slightly, bringing his eyes level with hers. “For vampires, purity is power. Virgin blood is… potent. Rare. Addictive. It enhances strength. Accelerates healing. Heightens senses.”

The smell of death and blood combined nauseatingly on the movement of air from within. “Dead blood is intoxicating to vampires,” Talen murmured, barely audibly, and Heath glanced up at his mate. Talen looked down at him. “Something to be aware of, my mate,” he told him. “Never drink a liquid that you cannot see through around people you cannot trust, and don’t be tempted to bite the zombies during battle with them.” “Good to know,” Heath replied. “Mhm. I prefer red wine,” Talen told him as the soldiers within the room called out “clear” and those around them began to move in. “But I will drink whiskey in situations where I need to exercise caution.”

“I have never heard that term before.” “No,” Aaron admitted. “I was wondering that myself.” Christian cleared his throat, and Aaron wondered if he actually had the answer but was too timid to say anything in front of the female Hunter. Eventually, he said, “A ‘demonic’ Vampire is one that has returned from hell. In this case, we believe that Dracula is the reincarnation of Vlad the Impalor, one of the most violent Vampires of all time. Are you familiar?” Aaron and Catherine both nodded; of course, they knew about Vlad.

“Why are you doing this?” “Because you’re exactly what I’ve been searching for,” Morrison said, moving to stand beside the bed. “Pure human blood is incredibly rare. Most humans have been… contaminated by modern life. Processed foods, medications, environmental toxins. But you…” He touched my face almost tenderly. “You’re perfect. Your blood can cure the vampire sickness that’s been plaguing our kind.” “You’re going to kill me,” I whispered. “Eventually,” Morrison said with casual cruelty. “But we’ll keep you alive as long as possible. Extract what we need in small doses. You’ll be weak, of course. Possibly bedridden but alive.”

And somewhere during that journey, my hand ended up being in his cool hand. "When last have you eaten?" I asked rubbing my fingers over his cold skin. "I don't know... a while?" He said indifferent. "A while! Haydon you need to feed!" I yelled. He smiled at me, "If I don't eat it's not like I'll die. Vampires can last an entire lifetime without blood...it's just very, very excruciating and can drive even the best of us to wipe out the entire human population because of blood lust."

Until then, it is possible to prevent vampirism by healing the disease and eliminating the virus. 'Another falsehood is that vampires are unable to exchange blood. They are bloodline creatures that require blood, and they will never exchange their blood for another. The (Dark Gift) is passed from vampires to humans through the exchange of blood. A single vampire must bite and feed on a human until the person is on the verge of dying. Vampires cut or bite their own flesh at just the perfect moment, offering their own vampire blood to the dying human, who then has no choice but to accept the vampire's blood.

THE VAMPIRE'S WEAKNESS 18+ ~Fucking you is all about me~ ~l know what you're, you not a human but a witch~ ~Am a vampire, you a witch~ ~Am gonna fuck you like one~ **** SCARLETT'S POV. The dead deer lay on the side of the old country road. It's bloated corpse was sorrounded by flies and buzzards circling over its head, waiting for their moment to land and gorge themselves on the feast awaiting them. The scent of decay wafted through the air. I got the feeling that it was more than just one creature laying before me. It's ultimately met the end from the front of the semi truck.