Filthy Rich Vampires Series Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Raven saw this too!" Niklaus's grip on the arm of Sam's chair tightened, his knuckles turning white as his eyes transformed into a fiery blood red. Sam watched in awe as Niklaus shifted into his full vampire form, his massive frame expanding, his muscles rippling beneath his skin. With a fierce roar, Niklaus ripped the arm of Sam's chair clean off, his strength unbridled as he took flight, blasting a huge hole in the wall. His enormous wings pounded the air, creating a whirlwind that sent debris flying everywhere. Kie, Sam, Lyra, Aurora, and Niklaus's entire Vampire Kingdom shifted, their eyes blazing with fury, and took flight after him, a dark and formidable army of thousands rising into

Ethan asked “You are not an ordinary child. You are the son of the celestial kingdom. Your father is the vampire king and mother a werewolf. On your 17th b’day, you shall turn into a full vampire.” Clara then narrated incident that happened years back. Meanwhile, at Alice’s house, Alice is shattered to find the truth. She also knew Sandra will try to harm her anytime. Alice has to go to the cave to meet the fortune teller which Ethan has mentioned. However, Ethan has left from the forest without saying anything. A confused Alice took her phone and messaged Ethan despite of this “Hi Ethan. I know you are as confused as I am but we need to go to the cave to meet someone who will tell us our tr

and followers have the luxury of choice; they can bank their blood every three months and refuse to donate if they don't want to draw blood. As for rank, they wear a bracelet with a number ten engraved on it, between the blood bags and the "elite." The only untouchable ones are allies, humans who do the dirty work of burying and killing other humans at the vampire's command. No matter how much someone wishes to taste their blood, a vampire can face the death penalty for feeding on allies. Even though the system claims Invictus has humans up to fifty-five ranks, allies carry a higher number. It doesn't increase their value, but the number sixty tattooed on their forehead gives away the secre

“Yes and yes, After I had finished talking to her, I ran to the Vampire King's territory and passed the border, a vampire was waiting and stopped me but instead of attacking me like Dad said any vampire would do he escorted me to the clan I needed to go to and even served me some cake and juice… Don’t worry I sniffed it first and made sure there were no drugs or anything in them before I ate anything. I had a quick chat with the leader Ricardo before Glen, the clan's third in command joined us. He was who Scarlett really wanted me to see. Stefan, he wasn’t alone, he was with a werewolf...” “So it's true they steal our kind to use as blood slaves...” “NO... No... No... She was not there by fo

No, Baba, please, Baba, don't do this to me, I am your daughter too, please, Baba. ****** Name of King Elam in Vampire Word ... People trembled with fear because of the headlines in his eyes all the time, which made him even more frightening. His silence was mysterious. Everything was done at his beck and call. People were amazed at his appearance. He was unparalleled in beauty. Girls were just toys for him. She was a very beautiful and delicate girl. She was barely seventeen years old. Her resistance had given him a strange relief. He called the guard inside through the intercom. Who was now waiting for the order with his head bowed?

He enlightened her. "Breed? There are breeds? Aren't you all the same?" Adrianna was dumbfounded to know that vampires have different breeds. He got up and went to grab a book from his shelves, and hand a heavy book to Adrianna. "This will help you because I am not good at explaining things and facts." Said Alaric. Her palms touched the cover of the book which looked antique and royal. She read the title 'Vamoose', called Vampire in latin. "You didn't tell me you have kids." Alaric asked her.

In the time that Harley had been out, the sky had turned a deep purple colour, a few claps of thunder had erupted from the clouds and it had begun to rain heavily. Brushing her wet hair out of her face, she squinted to see where she was heading. The torrential downpour had made it difficult to even keep her eyes open without them stinging from rain water. Despite the lack of roaming vampires due to their leader's plan, she knew that a good few wouldn't be able to resist coming out during a storm since it enhanced their thirst for a short period of time. After all, the more blood thirsty they were, the less control they had over themselves.

Their sanity. It was hands down the most inciting sport. It was a part of being a vampire that I loved so much. It brings me so much joy, when I see that lifeless and helpless look in their eyes, how they beg for mercy and struggle to hold on to their life while my fangs are deeply buried into their neck, relishing in the thick red liquid that seeped out of them. I loved the fact that I could dominate them and I loved how they are at my mercy. It has never made me change my mind about killing my prey, instead, it makes me so excited to make them suffer, even more.

Ruby felt weak; there was no doubt in her mind now, he was definitely dead. The other new vampires started to cheer and chant and then they ran around the school, terrorizing others and killing students in cold blood. There was one girl in particular, she looked young, very young. She wore ripped clothing, and she was very dirty; Ruby couldn’t help but wonder about all the things this young girl must have gone through. There was no way she was of age though; she had the face of a child. She had tears in her eyes, and she looked terrified, but upon seeing all the fresh blood, despite it being vampire blood, she jumped at the opportunity to drink some.

“Stroke your cock, Alex. Elena, finger your cunt. You’re both going to cum while begging me to keep your secrets.” They obeyed desperately. Alex jerked his thick cock furiously while Elena rubbed her clit, both of them moaning my name, calling themselves my slaves, my whores, my blackmail bitches. I stood over them, fingering myself, until I came one last time, squirting across their faces. Alex exploded first, thick ropes of cum shooting across Elena’s tits and face. Elena followed, shaking and squirting on the floor while crying in humiliated pleasure. We collapsed in a sweaty, cum-soaked pile. I stroked their hair possessively.