Drinking Vampire Blood Novels & Stories

“Can the person drink the blood of another vampire to complete the transition, or does it have to be the same vampire?” “No, any vampire’s blood will do,” he said, matter of fact, “but usually it’s customary for the vampire who gave you his blood in the first place to give you your first feeding as a vampire. It’s a symbol of claiming that person as their own, into their coven, for eternity.” I listened, taking it all in. “Why do vampires drink blood in the first place?”

It was tempting to drown my sorrows, but that would have taken a whole hell of a lot of liquor. Vampires can consume alcohol - and just about every other human comestible, as far as I know, contrary to popular belief - but it has a very minimal effect on us. I'd have to drink the whole top shelf to get wasted.

I need to understand what makes her happy and what makes her upset first, and most of the things I listed aren't even here. "Thank you," she replied, not meeting my gaze. I wanted to tell her that if she wants to say something, she should look into my eyes, but not now. She left, and I dressed and went hunting while Bryan and Eva accompanied Astrid. I sat under a tree for a while longer until I spotted a deer. I snooped on it, hunted it down, and drank its blood until I was satisfied. Though vampires may subsist on human food, blood is our primary source of sustenance. Every other vampire uses people as their blood bag, but I don't like it. Even though I can stop myself from draining their b

Dexter said while he collected his portion excitedly from me "Disgusting, how do you guys drink human blood, without feeling irritated? Jessy asked turning her face away while we consumed our most precious "Seriously? This is our main feed, vampires of the old world can't do without it, they usually fight with Elves and Sphinx just to drain their blood, cause they can't resist the urge unlike us, some even die in the process, it gives us more strength, when we drink blood, we can last 3-4 days straight without food & water" Tessy replied while she drank hers' We all finished our blood consumption, then we thought about the departure of Linx, as we don't know his whereabout, dark cloud had co

She waited for him to explode in anger or annoyance so she would poke his wound hard enough and make her escape. He did nothing as she thought, instead a smile teased on those lips. The quirk of his lips had her eyes falling to those sinful lips that were on hers twice, she abruptly averted her gaze feeling embarrassed as red coloured her cheeks. "No, vampires don't drink their blood or other vampires' blood except for their mates, the mates always drink from each other, mostly during sex, it makes things more intense and pleasurable," She blinked at him wide-eyed. She sealed her mouth shut not wanting to ask any more questions.

Gosh, how could they memorize every corner of this so spacious place? My throat dried up so badly, and I looked like a bulldog finding a liquid to drink. All of my cells woke up when there was the realization that the only liquid available there was blood. How could I drink blood? Was that human blood? Pork blood? Ew, that was so disgusting! But I don't have any choice. My eyes were half closed while my hands were carefully picking up a glass of blood. I can drink this, right? I'm a vampire after all–

'This was taken at some stupid party I went to years ago'. Placing the photo back down, He leaned closer to me. 'You haven't touched your drink,' He hushed in my ear before moving away and going back to the sofa. Ah, Fuck it. Downing the drink in one, I flew across the room to where he sat and kissed him. Drinking blood is a very arousing action for vampires.

He puts lids on them and straws and then holds the cup out to me and says, “You’re welcome to it, if you want it.” I’m hesitant, but my grumbling tummy doesn’t give me much of an option. As I take the cup from his hands, my fingers brush against his and I’m alarmed by how cold they are. It felt colder than ice and I wish I could hold his hands and warm them up in mine. He tells me, “We get the blood from blood drives or animals we’ve caught in the forest. We try hard not to have to drink from tap. Especially with humans, although, some of us has more restraint than others.” He rolls his eyes with that last sentence and I can’t help but wonder what he means by that. Who has less restraint? I

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

He seemed to be suffering the same melancholy that had afflicted me all day. “I noticed the vampires had warm and cold blood at dinner. Do you normally drink it that way?” He studied me, his eyes returning to black pools of nothingness. “This”—he made a small motion with his wineglass—“is cow’s blood mixed with wine. The soup was broth mixed with the same blood and heated. It gives us the illusion of enjoying food.” “What about human blood. Do you drink it?” I thought about the blood donor businesses. “Would you like a demonstration?” he asked seriously, his gaze going to the pulse of my throat. Flames lit his eyes.