Romans & histoires Eric The Vampire True Blood

Moan fills the night. I slowly take off her shirt, call it threesome but I'm only here for the blood. Eric turn her around and kisses her, trailing his beautiful magical tongue against her skin which only tempts me more. "Like what you see?" He asked as his eyes remains on me while his lips came back to her neck. I held her mouth shut while he bites through her neck. "I'll kill anyone who get to have you" I tell him before I bite through the right side of her neck. I moan at the taste of blood, electricity sparks through my body as heat consum me. I don't what anyone think but blood is...... temptation.

saying he wiped the blood from her forehead, she smiled at his loving words and actions. “now tell me, are you okay? Your eyes… they didn’t look normal” she asked and he released a sigh. They both took their swords and fought the vampires that jumped before them to attack. “my mom talked to me using telepathy, one of her powers “ he said and she looked at him with wide eyes as she stabbed in the heart of the vampire. Eric chuckled seeing her reaction feeling it cute. He pulled the sword out of the other vampire’s heart and snapped his fingers to burn them into ashes.

Dan said, so I quickly looked away. So he was no longer a v*rgin when he met me? Oh, no! I hope he doesn't have any diseases like AIDS! Wait, do vampires even get those diseases? "Why do you look like that? Sorry, but I'm a vampire, and we don't get those things, so we're safe, so you don't have to worry. Also, I swear to you, I will not be able to find someone like you," Dan said, and he smirked at me and leaned his face toward me.

For the past two hours, he had massacred 25 vampires on his rampage and the remaining he had seen had fled into the bushes. ‘If only I can get my hands on the one creating these demons, these will be a lot easier.’ He thought as he parted the bushes with one hand, The other holding tightly to his gun. A strange sight aroused his curiosity as he saw a fallen figure from afar. He quickly rushed to the figure and saw that it was a deadman. Examining his body, Eric discovered that it hadn’t been long he was killed as his body hadn’t turned pale. His eyes were still open and there was blood seeping out from his neck. ‘May his soul rest in peace.’ Eric sighed as he closed the eyes of the man.

She stopped pacing, turning to look directly at him “You have the wrong idea. You’re not a ghost or in someone else’s body. In my experience that isn’t possible.” He crossed his arms over his chest. She watched then mimicked his action “Okay then stranger who knows everything. What happened to me really?” she asked sarcastically raising one perfect curved brow. Seb narrowed his eyes at her. Fine if she wants the truth so bad he’ll give it to her. “You’re a vampire.” ******************* . . * . .

he raised a brow. Veronica giggled at his actions, “I know this is crazy but I was actually expecting some bloody hell food,” she smirked awkwardly. And Blake couldn’t help but laugh as he sat in front of her, saying, “Of course, I don’t eat such things, actually the moment I helped you was the first blood I drunk,” he honestly said and Veronica was speechless but she noticed that Blake was not happy about it, and she knew that trusting this vampire was not actually a bad idea, she could tell that he was not what others might think cause what she saw in him was a good vampire. Trying to break Blake’s undefined emotion she smiled, “So, what’s your girl’s name?’’ she said.

The condo. Tanya didn’t have a good night’s sleep either. She happened to witness something amiss with Eric, just as she had gone out to buy something. Eric collapsed before she could ask him anything. She rushed forward and found that he had been coughing up blood. He was barely conscious and still clutching his phone, with the call records still on the screen.

Impulsivity would get her killed. A twig snapped nearby. My head whipped up, a growl building in my chest. There, silhouetted against the glass, was a figure I hated more than any other. Erik. The vampire looked like he’d been dragged through hell and back. His clothes were shredded, his hair a chaotic mess, but he stood with a rigid, unnerving composure. A mischievous smile played on his lips, but it didn’t reach his eyes. They were a dark, blood crimson, not the feigned green he usually wore.

"Can you at least tell me what he is? Or what’s going on exactly? Are you like him too?" Eric placed a hand on Ethan's shoulder. "Have you heard about werewolves?" The question took Ethan by surprise. There was something about Eric's demeanor that suddenly shifted. "I... I read books about them... they’re fiction..." Ethan's voice trailed off as he noticed Eric's eyes glowing a deep shade of red, scaring the shit out of him. "They're real, boy," Eric's words rumbled through his chest, sending chills down Ethan's spine. He shuddered as Eric gave him a light squeeze on the shoulder.

"I don’t have a harem." Deric scoffed. For some reason, his touch felt a lot colder now. Was he manipulating his body temperature or something? I wanted to ask about it. In all those years I’d been living with my stepfamily, I never really knew a lot about vampires—only the important things, like their need to drink blood and their discomfort in the sun. Deric spoke up before I could ask my question. "Who is Terry? I don’t think I’ve ever seen him around you before. Or maybe I just never noticed. Is it a secret affair? Does poor Silas know?"