Novel & Cerita I Kissed A Vampire

I snatched a toast from Cassie's plate before dashing out the house. "Bye" I said and rushed out the house. I lived amongst werewolves, which mean I stayed for from the human world. Obviously the human's had no idea we existed. They all think we are a myth or something. There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us.

I parted my lips to speak, but no words could come out. "You don't have a choice, Iris." Maria sing-sang. My heartbeat quickened in my chest. I had never done it before. I had never kissed a man that wasn't Philip. What was I supposed to do? "Remember, Iris? Drinks on your credit card for the rest of the month." Janet chipped in. She dangled a bottle of Hennessy in front of me, and I suddenly realized I had walked straight into the devil's trap. I had to kiss a stranger, or go broke.

"I was terrified out of my mind and thought you might actually kill me. But for a little moment, I wasn't sure if I cared. This time, he was silent for even longer. I need to make an even more stunning disclosure. With her eyes closed and a growing sense of fear in her throat. He cupped Portia Cabot's face in his hands and said, "I love you, Portia Cabot." He then planted his lips firmly against hers and gave her a heartbreakingly delicate kiss that made her gasp for air. And I promise to love you no matter what -- vampire or mortal -- I am.

He traced her face using the tip of his nose and then licked her lips. “And, I will be the one and only man in your life, Clandes. You’re just mine,” Avissar said and then bites Clandes that made her a vampire.

She bows and says, "Your Highness..." I release some of my vampire pheromones, putting her in a slight daze as I close the door and close the gap between us. I carefully slide my hand on her cheek and then pull her to me, smashing my lips to hers in a dominant kiss. I then wrap my other arm around her so that I can lead her backward, making her hit her back against the bookshelves behind her. She lets out a small gasp from the impact. I then feel my fangs lengthen. I break the kiss and smile as I lower my head and sink my fangs into her neck and drink. She screams at the slight pain but then moans.

Separated, and still have to do what good morning kiss, if she does not kiss, he will again haunt her. She frowned, and then, of her own accord, came forward and placed a soft kiss on his lips, "Is this okay?" Her lips, soft and tender, were tempting, causing his blood to flutter all at once and the color in his eyes to deepen. He looked at her deeply for a second, then his other hand suddenly reached over and clasped the back of her head, forcing her lips back onto his, then he kissed her hard as if a vampire would do to its prey.

I whispered, my voice trembling like my soul already knew the answer. He didn’t reply with words. His eyes, wild and aching, met mine. He leaned in, kissed me softly… then bit. Slow and deliberate, his fangs pierced the base of my neck, and I gasped as the heat of his Vampiric Essence surged into me—claiming, sealing, binding. “MINE,” he growled, possessive and primal, licking over the bruise he’d created. His kisses turned frantic, as if trying to bury himself deeper inside my skin.

"Kiss me..." Leaning forward once more, he cupped my face with a single hand and pressed his lips against mine. His kiss began softly, our lips brushing against one another's which gave just enough taste to make me crave him as much as a vampire craved blood. When his lips parted, I took advantage of his unspoken permission and lightly ran my tongue along his bottom lip.

I whispered, my voice filled with conviction. Kie's lips crashed against mine, his kiss passionate and desperate. I felt his fangs descend, and I knew he was lost in his desire. I was too. Our lips moved in perfect sync, our tongues entwining as we devoured each other. I could feel his erection. I knew he was hurting. and what he needed to stop the pain. I was the only one who could do this, his vampire speed took over, and he took me somewhere I didn't even know where we were, and I didn't care. his lips kissing me hard with great passion

I whispered, my voice trembling like my soul already knew the answer. He didn’t reply with words. His eyes, wild and aching, met mine. He leaned in, kissed me softly… then bit. Slow and deliberate, his fangs pierced the base of my neck, and I gasped as the heat of his Vampiric Essence surged into me—claiming, sealing, binding. “MINE,” he growled, possessive and primal, licking over the bruise he’d created. His kisses turned frantic, as if trying to bury himself deeper inside my skin.