Dinner With A Vampire Novels & Stories

It has always been tasteless, sometimes nauseating but we still eat it, to avoid thirst for blood. All we could taste was blood. And what we vampires drink. After dinner, she let us take a shower first before giving us clothes. I put on a pajama suit before going out to the living room where he wanted to talk to us. "Tomorrow are you going to see the person you met?" "Yes, Miss Rita."

asked Edwin. I looked at Edwin who looked desperately pleading with me. I immediately smirked at Edwin. Edwin must have wanted me to take him home out of fear of these vampire rumors. "Sorry, I have a date tonight," I said with a sly face. It's not that I don't understand Edwin's fear. It's just, that I promised Frey to come tonight. In the last few days, there have been mixed rumors about vampire attacks. This was because all of the victims were bleeding and there were several bite marks on the victim's bodies.

I glanced at him and brought my eyes back to the food. “It is not good to speak while eating, Master,” I said but it almost sounded like a whisper. A smirk formed on his lips, “Is that so, darling?” I nodded. “Well, then there is nothing that I could do for that. But isn’t dinner a good time to have a conversation?” He leaned close to the table. Wow. Can vampires even eat food? I tried to stay calm. I succeeded though. “I don’t know, Master,” I bit my lower lip.

Dante told him. "Wait! Vampires will be at the party right?" Geremia asked. "Yes, they will be there." "Are they going to be served blood?" "Well Camilla came up with idea and that idea is that there will be vampire servers who will only attend to the vampires. That way their blood cravings will be satisfied."

The scent of night-blooming roses and spiced blood-wine drifted on the breeze. As twilight deepened, the grand dinner party began in the rose garden. Lanterns of crimson glass hung from silver vines, casting a warm, intimate glow over the black and crimson roses. Long tables groaned under platters of rare meats, honey-glazed fruits, dark breads, and crystal goblets of warmed blood for the vampires. Soft music played — strings and low flutes — creating a backdrop of elegance and anticipation. Raven and Victoria stood near the central arch, greeting guests hand in hand.

Her father assisted her out of bed and lead her himself to the dining room for breakfast. The dining room table was filled with just as much food as last time. This time the dining table was shorter, and a glass filled with something red was placed at one of the seats, the head of the table. At that seat stood Eldrid. He gestured Vastria to take that seat. Vastria obliged the gesture and took the seat staring at the cup she assumed was blood. She knew she had to drink it because she is now part vampire. It was confusing since a turned vampire is usually undead, but she is living. A living vampire. Her heart sped up at the thought and she pressed her hand to her chest feeling her own heartbea

I let out another gasp as the realisation of who I was with dawned on me. He was a vampire! Oh my goodness! Was this real? I pinched my cheeks hard so I could wake up from whatever dream I was in. But I was awake. Right in front of a vampire who gasped for breath. I stared at him as my bottom lip trembled. Watching him gasp for air like that perturbed me. Was he dying? According to the movies I'd watched, vampires were immortal beings who only got killed by the sun or some poisonous plant named vervain.

“Let’s celebrate Verena’s first relationship.” Orlo and Dylan glance at me. Party means dining out, which will lead to us, the vampires, having dinner. We, vampires, live on blood, not human food. I nod sharply, asking to them to go with the flow. Orlo groans internally and looks at Amara. “Sure.” I smile. “Verena loves parties, isn’t it, darling? The party is on me.” Her melodious chuckle fills the air, and she smiles back. “We can always split the bill, you know. Because I am throwing the party as well.”

Huffing as I stood up, I showered and put on the dress. The dinner itself was a wonderful affair. The restaurant Sol took me to was co-owned by a human and a vampire and catered to both. It was a popular spot for human-vampire couples and brought no attention to them when one part was eating, and the other was not. The dinner was a wonderful affair until Sol mentioned my father. "You met with him?" I gawked at him. The fork in my hand was now a long-lost relic beside my plate. I gulped down the wine sitting in front of me as Sol nodded his affirmation.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.