Female Vampire Bite Mga Nobela at Kwento

And like the weak human I am, I gave into him or well, he took advantage of my orgasm and then he fucked me until I couldn’t breathe and think anymore and bit me again. I still feel wobbly on my legs, like I have been too long at sea and I am trying to stand still on solid ground, and my neck is so fucking sore from the second time he fed on me. I clean the rest of the blood of my body, gritting my teeth when I feel how sore my vagina is. Fucking vampire and his fucking sex-god-like ju-ju. I cut off the shower and wrap myself up in a soft towel, walking over to the sink to brush my teeth, fix my hair and inspect the bite wounds.

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”

Apparently, last-night-me had decided we were now writing about vampires. Specifically, a vampire falling in love with a woman hunted by his kind. She was brave. He was tortured. There was a scene where he saved her from a rogue and then watched her sleep while battling his own thirst. I skimmed through it, cheeks heating. It was good. Embarrassingly good. And clearly inspired by a certain brooding neighbor who refused to stay out of my subconscious.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

A chilling shiver went up her back. Her heartbeat accelerated thumping like a war drum in her temples as it traveled down her spine. She whirled around again looking from one suspicious shadow to another and around the alley. nothing. Nothing at all. However the instinct that had prompted her to accelerate her pace a few minutes before was now yelling in the back of her mind alerting her to the fact that she was not alone. She called her voice more firm than she had imagined Whos there?. Even from a drunk or a thief she nearly hoped for a response—something concrete to face. However the wind was the only one to respond a high-pitched whistle that seemed to mock her boldness. Her cotton glove

The silence stretched between them, punctuated only by the soft hum of the refrigerator and the distant chirping of birds outside. "Lilith," her mother finally said, using her full name with a gravity that made Lily's stomach clench, "a vampire's claim is... complex. Especially for someone like you." Lily's heart raced, her skin prickling with a combination of anticipation and dread. "Someone like me?" she echoed, her voice barely above a whisper. Her mother sighed, running a hand through her own hair. "Your bloodline, your power... it changes things. If he's truly claimed you, it's not just about possession or territory. It's a bond that goes deeper than most vampires can even comprehend."

The vampire casually let go of the human he had turned, leaving her lying on the pavement, and walked towards Alice. She raised her gun, but her hands were shaking. There was an ominous tension around the vampire, and it was making Alice’s body tremble in fear. She bit her lower lip, somehow hoping that inflicting pain on herself would give her body control again. Vampires don't only feed on blood, they also enjoy the fear of their prey. It exhilarates them and makes them more vicious.

The woman is still sound asleep, I undress her, i need her dress, as mine tore when i shifted, i bite her neck and drain as much blood as quickly as I can. I bite my wrist and put it to her mouth just so she heals and no one knows she was killed by a vampire, I then get Nova to dig a hole, bury her and put her dress on. This is it, I need to find my mate, I head back toward the town and pick up his scent, following it away from the town. I travel until dawn, I'm getting tired, I need to rest, but Nova is getting antsy, this tells me my mate is near, she is running circles in my head.

Then she spoke, “I wonder whose house was this. Looks hundreds of years old.” Rhain didn’t answer her. So Euphenia turned around and changed her question, “So what happened suddenly?” Rhain, “Can’t you see?” Euphenia, “Yes, I can, precisely. Hence the question.” Rhain spoke menacingly, “She bit me.” Euphenia, with wide eyes, “She bit you? Like really? She is a vampire. It should kill her.”

Usually, she'd have been cursing at them but today she was grateful that they weren't paying enough attention to notice her. The daylight stung her eyes but she was in too much of a haze to care. She only stopped moving when she reached the cemetery. It wasn't a planned destination, she had no specific place in mind when she had fled the house, somehow she'd just found her way there. All she wanted to do was get as far away as possible before she lost control and did something that she would regret. It was a completely foreign feeling, craving blood but she knew something was up the second she inhaled Mason's scent and found herself thinking about his blood. Vampires didn't crave the blood o