Futanari Vampire Novels & Stories

Backing up and pausing, I tip my head at the sight before me. Several mutilated corpses are lined up in a row. As I watch, a door opens, and a faculty member drags another lifeless Noble out to line him up. They are all vampires. I don't realize my mates have joined me until Asad swears in Lunareth and mutters, "Of course, they will resort to this route.” One of the faculty members glances up, and his brow furrows. "Please hurry along. You can't be here." "What the fuck is going on?" Jayan demands.

Main Characters 1. Aria Valen Role: Protagonist, vampire hunter, and the Crimson Fated. Description: A skilled but conflicted hunter with a mysterious birthmark tied to an ancient prophecy. Fiercely independent, she begins to question her beliefs as she uncovers the truth about vampires and her own destiny. 2. Valen/lucian Draevan Role: The male lead, vampire lord, and protector. Description: Known as the "Blood King," Valen is a brooding, immortal vampire cursed with a tragic past. Though ruthless in battle, he harbors a softer side that emerges as he grows closer to Aria.

“The stores are still open. We could go shopping tonight instead of tomorrow.” “Sounds like a plan.” I wrap my arm around her shoulders, walking beside her as she heads to the door. “Maybe pick up some dinner on the way to your place?” She nods her head in agreement. “Some burgers and fries.” “Whatever you want.” The mention of food makes me hungry as well, but her blood is useless to me now since it’s infected with vampire blood. Vampires bite other vampires as a sign of intimacy on a much deeper level than vampires biting a human. Therefore, that list of names is just as important to me as it is to Charlie.

he asked barry who leaned forward grabbing a tablet and moving his finger over it, then stopping suddenly eyes wide “what?” he asked leaning forward and grabbing the ipad only to blink at the picture of ava his little tank going all in on a punching bag, slowly from behind one of his young vampires snuck up only to have ava knock her down, but inside there was no anger or fear in fact he could see his little tank laughing as she helped said young vampire up then a few words and a nod later the young vampire was holding the bag for her. “she made a friend” he whispered as the warm feeling he had felt earlier returned

Lucian moved to my shoulder, biting a fresh, deeper wound and drinking while his hands gripped my hips. They rotated relentlessly. One or two vampires always buried deep inside me, fucking my pussy and ass with immortal strength. Sometimes they double penetrated me, stretching me wide and deep while the others continued to feed. Seraphine rode my face hard, grinding her cool, slick pussy against my tongue while she bit repeatedly into my breasts. Viktor and Damien claimed my ass and mouth in turns, their thick cocks filling me as more and more bites appeared across my body. Bite after bite after bite.

The world was gone—just blood, bruises, cock, and filthy moans in the night. Francesa clawed his back, riding his thrusts, her accent sharp through her cries. “Harder, papi! Fuck me like you kill them—fast, rough. Don’t stop. Break me.” He growled, biting her lip until it bled, licking the red from her chin. His thrusts turned brutal, hips snapping, cock drilling until her legs shook. She screamed, loud, shameless. “¡Sí! Fuck me, papi! Right here, with dead mens watching! You nasty vampire, you love this!”

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

He looked at himself in the rearview mirror and flipped his hair. “Do you have a name?” His icy voice asked from the back and I turned in my seat to look at him. “Saratan…Saratan Credi.” “Saratan,” he tested the name on his tongue and frowned as though he found it wanting, “If you had been auctioned off, let me tell you what will become of you. If you are lucky, you’ll die in the hands of your first buyer and end your misery early. If not, you’ll be used and sold again, passed on to countless more vampires until you are old and worthless. Once you are of no use to anyone and your blood is flavorless, they wouldn’t hesitate to leave you in a dumpster out to die. Feeders corp. might act like

he added, the sweetest smile on his face. But Cyrille was taken aback when the man’s fangs protruded from his mouth, as if in a vampire film, and she became even more terrified. “Now, let me taste you once more, my love...” Cyrille awoke sweating profusely, trying to catch her breath. She can’t believe what she’s been dreaming about. She enjoys everything about vampires, but that was the only time she was scared. “Wait, what was that? Why did I have such a random dream?” She kept asking herself, unable to believe what had happened to her. She felt as if she were in a bureaucratic nightmare that she would never be able to escape, no matter how way too obsessed she is with vampires.

Luther and five other vampires in our clan have the power to Dominate. Orpheus bites the woman and feeds on her for only five seconds. When the five seconds end, he immediately pulls away. You don't have to feed your fill or you could drain your victim and kill them. That's the rule. "Her blood tastes good but I am sure I got a hint of alcohol in it," Orpheus says while walking to us. The woman has walked away. "But you still enjoyed it," Raul teases him. "Why not? She a lady, though she wouldn't be as tasty as a virgin," Orpheus says with a wild grin.