Fantasy Feeders Novels & Stories

“What if I were able to provide you with more blood? Better blood? I can create a new system where you get more feeders sent to your kingdoms to stay for shorter intervals. Fresher blood from healthy feeders.” “What do you mean by shorter intervals?” King Basil asks. They all look intrigued. I have their attention. “Feeders don’t stay until they die. They stay a week and give you as much blood as their bodies allow in order for them to stay healthy and replenish their systems. They leave, and a new batch of feeders come to give more blood. This system ensures we can get more feeders volunteering to give blood, and there will be less bodies to be disposed of.”

"Do not pretend with me, Your Majesty. You have already fallen for me, haven't you?" Before he could argue, I added, "Desiring me is normal. You do not have to deny it." The fearsome ruler of the dark court, who terrified entire sects, was pressed beneath me, reduced to silence. Then an electronic voice rang inside my head. [Mission complete. Reward issued: immortality access and unlimited black card. Host may now enjoy all benefits.] [System detaching. If host wishes to leave this world, administrator privileges are available. World-travel functions and other permissions are now unlocked. Use intent to activate. Good luck, host. I believe you will win the handsome man fully.]

I flushed, a sheepish look slipping on my face as I shook her hand. Taking back her hand, she leaned in her chair and smiled softly. “Feeders Corp is an umbrella organization. What we do is simply employ humans to work as blood vessels for a master who purchases them.” She started in a calm tone, “And before you ask, we do not force any human to work with us. Humans like you and I are specially selected by the CEO himself and after the screening, you’d be bought by a master and be given sixty percent of whatever your master pays if you agree. Your consent matters to Feeders Corp.” “By specially selected, you mean you prey on vulnerable humans. Isn’t it illegal for vampires to feed on real bl

“Your room is huge. And it’s so nice! Way nicer than mine. You’re lucky. I mean—well, as befitting of Sire’s feeder, of course.” I frowned. “Wait. Feeder?” She flopped onto the edge of my bed like it was hers. “Mm-hm. That’s what we are. Feeders. We stay close to our masters so they can drink from us whenever they need to. That’s why your room connects to his.” “You’re a human?” “Of course,” Hannah said with a little laugh, as if the answer were obvious. “What else would I be? They don’t exactly let vampires feed on each other, you know.”

''Eros said, ''Yes, we are fine why are you out of your room? ''Bear said, Bear open the coffin to see if it was Eros and it was they were talking for a min and Bear let his lust overtake him and Kissed Eros. They were having a sexual relationship but it was all illusion Eros was never in the room. Instead Bear was having sex with a monster Soul feeder. The soul collector is similar but the soul feeder can only take a soul that is meant to go to hell. But the Soul feeder can eat any soul but they have to be tempted by the 7 deadly sin. Bear step out the coffin to have sex with Eros a that when he was eating by the soul feeder. Bear screams loud but not one else heard it being of the earplugs

"That's the Void." "It's hungry." "You used magic back there." "Magic has a cost." "If you don't feed it, it feeds on you." Arielle looked at her hands. The veins in her wrists were dark. Black lines pulsing under the skin. "What do I feed it?" "Energy," Lycian said simply. "Or life." "We have raw mana crystals at the Haven." "You can chew on those." "Better than eating people." Arielle shuddered. "I don't eat people."

Digesting everything she was hearing from Elena about her uncle's feeding technique, to see if she could put it to use when she is feeding from her own mates. And from the looks of things, Her uncle made his feeding partners feel extraordinary. Was relentlessly attentive, read emotional needs as well as physical ones, left people feeling restored rather than depleted, knew precisely how much to take without crossing into damage. That was.....that was actually beautiful, she thought. As a feeder, as a supernatural being who needed this to survive.....he'd developed something generous out of necessity. "The stamina is...." Elena started, then appeared to catch herself, another flush rising in

Lucas teased, grinning at Raphael. "This is Scuttlebutt, my loyal familiar," I said, beaming with pride as I scratched behind Scuttle's ears. "And that's Jinks, Lucas's faithful familiar." Raphael's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Familiars, you say? I'm not familiar with the concept." I chuckled at the pun, launching into an explanation. "Familiars are supernatural beings with the ability to shapeshift. They're powerful, and magical, and serve as our protectors and guides. They amplify our abilities and assist us in mastering our craft." Raphael's eyes widened, intrigued. "Fascinating! I think I might need a familiar of my own. Where do I sign up?"

“The Hunger Weaver. And you, Jessica, are my feast.” Kade’s claws extended, his roar fierce. “Try it, and you’ll choke.” Vorath’s eyes gleamed, and the loom pulsed, the violet threads weaving a vision: a nexus of endless void, Jessica’s companions consumed, their essence fueling a tapestry of eternal hunger. “You cannot fight need,” it said. “Join me, Jessica, and feed the void. Your hollowness is already mine.”

My hand hung in the air, unsure whether to pull back or reach further, until a warmth in my palm made me move closer. “Reed,” I whispered, so quiet I could barely hear myself, my voice sounding rough in the silent apartment. “It’s… it’s okay.” He leaned a little towards my touch. Not completely, not yet, but enough to send a jolt through me. My heart pounded; every part of me felt awake and raw. I had imagined feeding him in a strange, abstract way, picturing the odd, unseen energy the seller talked about, but the reality was instant, felt deep in my body, and was undeniably exciting.