Desmond Book Vampire Novels & Stories

And you’ll be all sucked dry when he’s done. So what did a man like Damien want from her and her mom? They had absolutely nothing to offer him. How could he just walk into their lives and make hell of them?! It wasn’t fair! The doctor—a vampire—walked into the room. Liz picked up on how incredibly low he bowed to Damien. He was just a doctor, and even if he was familiar with Damien, there was no reason why he should act so respectful. He was tense too, loosening his collar just to get a sentence out.

A donor was free to go of his own will. He fucked up and referred to me as a mutt bitch. Paul leaped out of his chair. Since he looked like nothing more than a human to the Master, it caught him by surprise. Paul backhanded him and broke all the fine little bones in the man's jaw. His mouth hung uselessly. The Vampire couldn't drop teeth, but he bulked up and clawed at Paul. Paul punched him in the chest, and his hand went through the Vampire's body—destroying his heart.

Desmond laughed softly, shaking his head. "You know what I find interesting about you, Noah? You think that whenever you want to clear a path for yourself, you can just take someone's wolf away," Desmond said, tilting his head slightly. "Come on now. It doesn't work that way. Right now, you are carrying both werewolf blood and Vengas blood inside you." I froze, the air leaving my lungs.

“Prince Desmond, she’s not one of us! She’s a monster—she’ll bring ruin to the whole pack!” Desmond didn’t even turn his head toward him. The reaction came from deep inside him, instinctive, and violent. His growl vibrated through his chest and right into my skin. It was low, animalistic, and dangerous enough to silence the entire courtyard. Then he rose to his feet, setting me gently behind him, and his eyes snapped gold—bright, furious, blazing like fire. Claws slid from his fingers with a sound like metal scraping stone. “You want to see a monster?” he roared, his voice shaking the very air. “Keep talking, and I’ll show you one right now.”

With a savage thrust, he impales her on his monstrous cock, splitting her open and burying himself to the hilt. "Fucking take it, bitch," he roars, his voice echoing off the walls as he begins to rut into her savagely, each brutal stroke driving her deeper into the floor. "This is what you wanted, isn't it? To be used like a cheap cumrag, to have your insides torn apart by my demonic cock?" Damon's claws dig into Hazel's hips, marking her flesh as he pounds into her mercilessly, his balls slapping against her clit with every powerful thrust.

he says and he sounds sincere enough. "And the class you're taking with Rory" Dante ask. "It was Madame P. suggestion I never thought about becoming a vampire" he explains. I can see the amusement in Dante's eyes, things rarely interest him. Well, this is going to be so much fun to watch. I check on Rory who's cradled against my chest, his head is buried in my neck and he's fully asleep. Great, let the fun begin. "What kind of dom are you Alex," I ask

I drew back and licked at the cut so it would heal faster than just leaving it open and she wouldn't bleed to death. When I saw her face my entire being was itching to take her right there chained up to the bed railing right now. Her eyes were glazed over with want and her face was flush. She was pouting at me, the cutest little pout I had ever seen. If I'd have stayed any longer she would either be drained of all the blood in her body or she would have been on that bed and underneath me. For a woman like her to say she doesn't want it she was very much so under my influence. I could tell my eyes were glowing because of the way hers widened when we came face to face. My eyes, like any other

A cold breeze attacked my flesh causing goosebumps to form on my skin and make me shiver. “A vampire has this spell book?” He asked through his gritted teeth. I shook my head again. “Not anymore. She gave it to me,” I told him. He took a deep breath and nodded; I could feel him calming. “A vampire having possession of this book is never a good thing,” he said, shaking his head. “I’m glad she no longer has it, but I’m worried about how long she’s had it. These books are sacred to our kind, and they hold a lot of information that could prove to be dangerous if the wrong species got their hands on it. And vampires are definitely the wrong species. This book specifically holds a lot of our secre

I explained. “Mate? Servants? Camps? What the hell happened in the last month? None of this sounds like you!” He said angrily. “Deep breath. Ready?” I asked, more to myself than to him. “Go ahead.” Denny answered curtly. “I’m a concubus, Dennis. So was Indie. The reason Drayce…. I mean Patrick, took me is that he works with a male concubus called a Vasili. He’s a king of the desire demons, incubi, succubae, and concubi.”

he starts with his eyebrows furrowing. "So I stopped taking baths with him and I used the shower to get away. Then he joined me there. The touching progressed into licking and sucking and I hated showers so I tried to never wash again. My mum had no idea what was going on and made me which invited more alone time with dad. One day I got the courage to tell him I didn't want to play anymore. That's when he held me down and raped me for the first time," Damon's voice cracks on the last sentence so I hold my hand out for him to hold. He wraps his fingers around mine and taps three times as he stares at the wall in front of him.