Fantasy Vampire Love Mga Nobela at Kwento

He muttered, watching his energy settle deep within her. An action he knew that he would regret, but the sudden giggle that left the baby’s lips, as her red eyes opened and looked right into his red ones made his heart skip. The devil never had a heart, but for her, it had a heartbeat. She’s a vampire. He realized what he had done, but it was too late to reverse his actions. Not that he wanted to anyway. In her red eyes, he saw it. He saw his own heaven. His beloved.

"Let him, at least in chains, have an excuse for not reaching her." "Is that what you want?" Voss asks. "To be a prisoner again?" "I want to stop hurting," I admit. "That's all I want. To stop seeing her face every time I close my eyes. To stop dreaming about her. To stop loving her." "I don't think that's possible," Voss says gently. "When vampires love, we love forever." "Then I'm cursed," I say. "Cursed to love someone I can never have." Voss leaves. Leaving me alone with my thoughts. They're not good company.

She is everything a vampire like myself would wish for, but she is not the desire of my heart. Natasha has nothing. No land, no status, no family, and worst of all, she is a wolf. Yet my vampire desires her so much. My love for her keeps growing every second. Usually, my vampire and I are always on the same page when it comes to emotions and decisions. But now, we are on different pages. My vampire wants to go for Natasha, while I wanted to go for Cynthia. I tried to convince the vampire in me that Natasha doesn't matter, but it wouldn't understand.

I hate his arrogance, hate the suffering that my sisters and I must endure to sustain him, hate the control that he holds and exerts over us all. But I also love Chrys. I don’t want him to regret the way in which we finally find our way together—truly together, openly in love and bound by blood, the way all vampires mark their spouses. Chrys closes his eyes and breathes in deeply. When he opens them, they are filled with determination. ‘No,’ he says, ‘I’ll still do it. I’ll kill him. For you, my love.’

“Thought you didn’t crave blood.” There was a bit of humor in his voice. A lot of vampires will drink the blood of their lovers during sex for an even more intense orgasm. However, they weren’t usually human so there aren’t any risks. Tessa was different; I could have killed her. I had never done that before out of fear that I would take it too far. But I couldn’t resist her; especially when she asked so sweetly. “I don’t,” I told him with finality. “But Tessa’s different…”

“What is wrong with her?” “She had a vision. She had a vision like mine because this is how she was at the end of my vision.” He listened to her heart and found her erratic. He slit his wrist with his nail and gave her a sip of his blood on her red lips. She slowly took it in, and her eyes fluttered open after a few minutes. Alex was shocked that Dom gave his blood to her. This was not something he could say he ever did for anyone before, well alone a vampire.

He asked me curiously. "Tell me if I suck," I purred lightly. He blushed and nodded to me before he relaxed under me and kissed my lips again. I ran my fingers down to his pants and shoved them down so we could be equals. He gasped slightly against my lips and then kissed me deeply, pulling me close to him. I could feel his heart racing in his chest. I wrapped his legs around me and kissed him deeply as I started to rock my hips against his. He moaned and pulled back from my lips for air, blushing as he gripped my hair a bit and arched his back. I leaned back into the kiss savagely and let out a sadistic growl to mess with him. He tensed up under me and quickly pulled back from the kiss, loo

- Harvey replied. Love is a kind of emotion that is difficult to describe. If Vincent is a human and lives in the city, then he is the ideal man for many beautiful and rich girls. However, he is a purebred vampire and his life revolves around the forest, so when he met the lost orphan, Maris, he brought her back to raise her and gradually fell in love. That unrequited love cost him his life. - She still coughs a lot, right? - Samson put his hand on Lucasta's forehead and asked.

She asks the boy hesitantly: “Are you… a vampire too?” David shakes his head and replies: “Although I am also a member of the Hiddleston family, but only a few are of vampire blood. Those people are the ones who hold the leadership of the family…” “But… do vampires only suck the blood of women?” “Yes, especially the blood of virgins” Mia asks to clarify her long-standing questions: “And, what does rank in this house mean, do you know David?” “I guess, it's probably ranked by blood palatability. I'm not a vampire, but I have a good sense of smell, and it seems that a girl named Lita is also liked by Malcolm"

If he does not respond, he will undoubtedly kill him brutally, and the fact that he is a vampire shook him from within. Adrik began tapping his right foot in anixous while staring at him, his green eyes fixed on Darwin's nervous face. " Oh!" I can't take it any longer; tell me how you found out about this or I'll kill you." Adrik yelled angrily as he stood up from his seat. " No, please don't suck my blood. I don't want to turn into a vampire, but I promise I'll find out who made this virus and get you an antidote." He pleaded for mercy.