I Kissed A Vampire Novels & Stories

I was bitten by Darick my first night here—then Amon—and I remembered how bad it hurt, but I wondered if the ‘kiss’ felt the same. "Not for me. The ‘kiss’ is a sacred act for vampires; it's not as if they pounce on you and start biting you," she laughed. I laughed along with her for a moment, and then it slowed. I bit my lip, unsure if I should say what I was thinking next. "Isabella…” I began “I-I think I'm starting to fall for Darick…” She looked at me and raised an eyebrow. “No shit,” she giggled.

Especially not those who are my students. Tessa being my student only makes things more complicated. This brings me to wonder why it was so easy for me to tell her the truth as soon as she showed an ounce of curiosity herself. Not that it wasn’t my own fault, I was careless enough to leave a mark on her. I drank from her. I needed to taste the very blood that drew me in so quickly. The intoxicating elixir attracted me to her. “Y… you’re a vampire?” She asked, her eyes large and I could hear the quickening of her heart.

"Neither you nor anybody else owns me. This is my final request, so please let me go. It's enough punishment to stand here in front of you, your reputation hanging over my head. I will not cause trouble. I promise. I prayed that the Vampire King would hear how desperate I sounded. Instead, he extended his arm and took hold of my chin with one cold, hard, and unbelievably powerful hand. Then, suddenly, his mouth slammed into mine. A shockwave of emotions ripped through me—panic, confusion, and then… butterflies? No. I didn’t want this. I bit his lip hard in protest, tasting the sharp tang of blood. But that only made things worse. The blood triggered something in me—a primal hunger that made

Everything felt wrong but I could not stop wanting to feel his lips on mine. Without leaving my cheek, he brought his lips toward me but stopped at a distance as if he was asking me for permission. Instead of pulling myself away, I shut my eyes, and then it happened. My heart skipped a beat when his lips touched mine. It was so good that it felt unreal. I kissed him back with the same passion and he deepened his kiss in which I lost myself. It happened. I got my first kiss from a mafia heir.

In the faint glow of the emergency exit sign, he looked tired and messy. Still hot though. “I didn’t mean it like that,” he said. “You called me a moron,” I finally said, my voice cracking a little. “For falling in love after one kiss, FYI…. It was two kisses and I’m not in love with you.” “I’m—“

“Chloe…” She sat up unsteadily, her hands fisting in his shirt. “Don’t… don’t say anything. I know it’s stupid. I know you’re a vampire, and I’m about to… turn into one too, and it’s all fucked up, but…” Her voice cracked. “I love you.” For a moment, silence. Then, in one swift movement, his hand cradled the back of her neck and he pulled her down to him. Their mouths collided, fierce, hungry, almost violent. His kiss tasted of iron and eternity, hers of alcohol and desperation. She sobbed against his lips, her tears hot between them, but she didn’t stop. She couldn’t.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

It was anger and grief and the kind of heat that only grows in ruins. For a heartbeat, maybe two, he kissed me back. Then I gasped, shoving him away as my hand smacked across his chest. “What the hell was that?” I hissed, eyes wide in horror. “You kissed me! You damn pervert!” His brows raised, breath steady. “You kissed me first.” “You’re lying.” “No,” he said evenly. “You’re drunk, and angry, and so far buried in your own pain you can’t even see when you’re the one lighting matches.”

Still laughing, she left, disappearing into the dark basement. “Cassidy?” She took a step backwards, away from him. “Vampires do that? Just--just…bite each other like that.” “Sometimes.” “Why?” He shrugged. “Didn’t you enjoy it when I bit you? We do it for the same reason.” “Is that…your bride? Aster.” “Hm-hm.” “I thought you don’t love her anymore.” “Yeah,” he said, running his hands through his hair, “things might have changed.”

His eyes were wide open, he stared deep into Ivy's shocked eyes as he kissed her. He tightened his grip around her waist and she moaned out in pain , unintentionally giving him access into her mouth. Ivy's mind was in total shock as she stared into Damon's mischievous dark eyes. This was never how she had imagined her first kiss to be!!!, she had always day dreamed about it to be soft and romantic but it was quite the opposite now. Ivy laid on top of Injured and shirtless Damon , he kissed her madly like he wanted to claim her soul through the kiss while ivy seemed to have frozen from shock , letting him kiss her while his naughty hands rubbed her waist and belly....................