Novel & Cerita Filthy Rich Vampire Book 3

I moaned loud right into the camera, my voice all breathy and needy while I picked up his latest book from the bed, flipping it open to the filthiest page I could find. My fingers slipped under the waistband of my panties, rubbing slow circles over my swollen clit as I read his words out loud, stuttering through the dirty parts. “Fuck, listen to this… ‘He grabbed her by the throat and slammed his thick cock balls-deep into her greedy little cunt, stretching her wide while she begged like a filthy cum-dump,’” I gasped, shoving two fingers inside my soaked hole with a wet squelch that echoed in the room. “That’s what I want you to do to me, Daddy. Ruin my tight little hole… please, I need your

“Jesus Christ! You’re more stupid than I thought!” Yes. I know that. I fell in love with three blood sucking vampires, and I had no idea. Hell. I even liked to call one a golden retriever who could never hurt anyone. THEY HAVE A KILL COUNT OF A HUNDRED! Do you know what it takes to kill a hundred men? Because I do. One. Lack of a conscience. Two. Lack of a heart. How can three men without a heart claim to be in love with me? “I don’t care if they come or not. Honestly, I would rather never see any of your faces again. So can you please just let me be?”

“I’m sure the wind just swept through here and happened to destroy their home while you were here.” “What business is it of yours?” Scarlet snapped. “Who are you all? What are you doing in my house? I didn’t invite you in.” “No, my lady,” one said, “a vampire never invites anyone in.” Scarlet stared back in the tense silence, wondering how much they knew. “We have come to help you,” another said. “To cure you.” The three priests she didn’t know stepped forward. Each took a shiny silver crucifix from inside their waistband, held it up toward her, and began to chant in Latin:

the zombie vampire raged as he charged toward me. I knew that I only had minutes. The Outsiders could not be reasoned with, could not be bargained with, and had no humanity. They craved one thing and one thing only blood. "You picked the wrong family when you came after mine," I said, grabbing his head as I shoved his body against the wall. His chest cavity writhed and the head wore a surprised look as I held it within my hands. When I dropped it to the ground, his head and body both burst into flames. I looked across the room and red, orange, and yellow flames rose from the sectional couch, having caught fire from the other flaming vampire.

I close the door, lean back against it, my body trembling, breath coming shallow and fast as dread blooms deep in my chest. I heard every word. My hands shake as I rush to my bedside drawer, fingers fumbling for Betty’s phone. One word echoes relentlessly in my mind as I type it into the search bar. Sanguinari. The result appears almost immediately. And as I read, all the blood drains from my face. Because, there stark and unforgiving on the screen, I understand at last. Alexander Matesson is a vampire.

His rage grows the longer he waits, when a vampire is hungry and you have a shit ton of food sources you but can't have anything, it would make anyone pissed off As soon as I pulled up to the mansion, he didn't wait until I even finished parking the car before we jumped out of the car. He ran into the house, I know exactly where he was going. We have a secret room in the basement behind the walls of tools and in that room, we have a large supply of blood we have stored. There is so much that I doubt we could ever run out. I followed him down to the basement, it was pitched black and made me fix the light switch on. As the light brightens the room, I find him already guzzling his third bag of

She looked every bit the innocent college girl on the outside, but her eyes burned with filthy desperation. “On the bed, legs spread,” Clyde said, his voice rough. “Show us that greedy little hole that took us in.” She didn’t wait. She lay back and spread her thighs wide, exposing her already dripping pink cunt and asshole. Both brothers groaned at the sight. They weren’t fans of sharing women, but if it was their Zinnia, then they could break that rule. They climbed onto the bed, cocks hard and throbbing, ready to ruin her. Clyde claimed her mouth first, kissing her deep and filthy while Cedric latched onto her left tit… doing what he couldn't do in the basement.

the rogue stammered, not running away like a coward " You sure underestimate me, why should I go after an insect when I have vampire insecticides as my subordinate, I go for big catch so you think it's easy to burn me dead, I must say you did a good job in concealing your identity and smell but even if you deceive other you can't deceive the ancient top royal vampires and with that word, just a snip of his fingers and the rogue head rolled on the ground. “So many insects," he called out and walked in, it was then people noticed rotten vampire blood scents and rushed to verify only to see a pool of blood, they quickly cleaned everything up and secretly praised their master in their heart

I stroked their hair possessively. “Good pets. This is your new life now. Every time I call, you come running to serve my cunt and my sadistic desires.” Alex and Elena nodded weakly, broken and owned. The sin was complete I had turned their betrayal into my personal filthy paradise.

Oblivion took hold of me, and a chamber of ice encased my swollen heart. ** The story continues in Book 2: The Bloodstone Vampire. Out December 1st 2020. Thank you for reading SRWW – I hope you’ve enjoyed it as much as I have!**