Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Vampire Mate Novels & Stories

No one knew what happened but soon enough, my vampiric fangs were digging into his soft neck, getting off from the pleasure of drinking his sweet blood while Kyler shuddered in my arms as spasms of intense pleasure filled tingles hit him. It was often known that vampiric preys, especially mates felt immense sexual gratification when vampires fed off them and mated but Kyler seemed to be drowning in s*nsual bliss as he humped against me like a mindless pup chasing after a butterfly. He was actually a pup, but my pup now. “I love you too,” I finally replied. It was high time I came out clean. We were mates now, weren’t we ? “Always have been with my mysterious night lover,” I admitted before r

"I can't wait till you meet your mate either, Minerva. I wonder if he is going to be a vampire or a werewolf." "Don't be silly. Vampires don't have mates. Oh my God! Maybe I'll have a destined werewolf mate and then I'll get a side vampire boyfriend. Oh how much fun I'm going to have!" she said dreamily. I rolled my eyes and looked back at Konrad and Sophia, who looked a little too cozy for my taste. Alright, I need to step out of here. I couldn't stand here and watch them anymore. I am going to end up snatching her away from him if I stared long enough.

They like power and strength. Wolves are absolutely not even an option. That’s not something that can happen. Wolves have their mates, and they despise vampires. The events from last night are a good example. Harry, Robert’s friend, went after me simply because I was a vampire. And besides, wolves and vampires don’t mix. Never have. I guess it’s taboo. I sigh wearily.

"He doesn't have to choose her, he could choose his mate." Amy recoiled as if I'd said something offending. Mates weren't very common, most vampires choose who they wanted to spend their lives with. But my parents were mates. That's a fact I still remember. Though finding your mate may take centuries and once the bond is formed, it's a trap you can't get out of. It's the reason why most vampires don't wait. "Has he found her?" I shrug. "I'm only stating the alternative." "Well if my mate is out there, he should stop looking. I'm not interested anymore."

Charles holds his hand out to Xander. "It's no trouble, Xander. Your mate is only curious, and she has the right to know about me," Charles says, taking the last bite of his salad. "I was twenty-five when my brother Harry found his mate. Harry started to change. He was no longer the cruel and deadly type; he became loving toward everyone but mostly his mate. Harry said he loved his mate more than anything or anyone. But Harry soon realized his mate was fated to two people and just him; he was devastated and wouldn't talk to anyone for weeks," Charles pauses to take a sip of wine.

"You didn't do anything wrong, Mate. I am responsible for what happened. I thought I could control my wolf under any circumstances. It turns out that I was sorely mistaken. I realize there is little chance of vampires knowing how wolves confirm their soul-mate bond. You... just now, my wolf thought you were rejecting us, that you did not wish to be marked..." "You want to mark me?" whispered Emmanuelle in wonder. Harry frowned without daring to look her in the eye again: "Of course I do. You are my Mate. You are the perfect half that completes my soul. Why wouldn't I want to mark you? You are the most beautiful and sacred thing in the world to me." "I am a vampire," she cut him off. Harry ke

I forced myself to get up, my newly scarred body protesting every movement. Damien's study was just next door. The safe in his desk had a familiar combination - the date we first met. "I'll never forget this day," he'd told me then, crimson eyes glowing with what I'd thought was love. "The day my blood first recognized her mate." But nothing inside belonged to our story. Instead, I found dozens of bottles of blood supplements for vampire pregnancies, still sealed, pressed against Vivienne's blood test results.

"Glad to know the only one Evanora's in love with is me and that'll never change. I'm the only one she'll ever have eyes for." "No!" he yelled, getting up and throwing his chair angrily against the wall. Crikey, there just had to be something wrong with the ego of these vampires. "Is she under some sort of spell? It makes no sense! Why you of all the hundreds of men alive?! Why her?! Why?!" "Because she's my mate," I replied with a smile. "Have you ever heard of that term? She's my mate. She's fated to be mine and it's neither decision. That's just the way the heavens want it to be and that's how it will be."

Ike’s brow rose and I stomped across the room, yanking my jacked off and thrusting it at her. “I’m not cold?” she said in confusion. “Just put the damn thing on,” I grumbled, hating the way that Ike watched us knowingly. The last thing I wanted to do was show how fucking in love I was with the girl. I wasn’t her forever—I couldn’t be. Vampire’s mate with other vamps. There is nothing in the books about a vamp mating with a warlock. And the fact that she’s a vampire princess? That’s shoots my hopes so far out of reach that I would be better off not entertaining the idea.