Novel & Cerita I Love Vampires

She told him without hesitation. He looked at her, surprised. “Why vampires? They feed on human blood and are cold-blooded murderers.” He told her. “Not all vamps are murderers. Some feed on animal blood and some feed on human blood that was donated.” She told him with an offended pout. “But would you date one?” he asked her. “Absolutely, that is, if he loves me.” She told him with an excited grin, “Vampire are very affectionate and loyal to their partners and who wouldn’t want a guy who loves you unconditionally.” She told him.

I say strongly. “I’m a vampire”

He smiled at me. “There is whipped cream?” I nodded. Of course, I brought him whipped cream. He behaves like someone on crack with that stuff. He is obsessed. Yeah, the love of my life is weird because I think that vampires should be obsessed with blood because it’s what keeps them alive. Not Liam though. He seems to defy the law of normality every now and then. Probably does it to say a big fuck you to nature and I love him for it. “Of course, there is.” Why’d I deny him of something he loves right now?

I could stay for a few years and see if it was what I wanted to do. “He loves you,” Ivy said beside me and I turned to her. “That look. I know it better than anyone. A vampire rarely falls in love. Lust sure but rarely love. When they do though, they put their whole world into you. You are his whole world” she said and I looked back at Dante who smiled at me. His whole world. They finished up their conversation and Dante walked up to me. “Can I have this dance Sunshine?” He asked and I took his hands as he led me to the dance floor

she listed excitedly. "The vampire and the wolf princess? Why do you like it?" "I like the vampire. He saved the princess from the bad wolf and loved the princess so much. They got married and had babies!" "But he's a vampire. Do you like vampires, Isa?" She scrunched up her nose. "There are bad vampires like the one that did that to daddy. And there are good vampires like the vampire that saved the princess. I like good vampires and I don't like bad vampires," she explained.

I'm just torn, and I don't know what to do. "I know you might be wondering about my love for Isabel. I admit that at a certain time in my life, I used to love her, but it's all in the past. It's been fifty years. Isabel is my past, but you're my present. I love you, and it's really going to take a very long time for me to stop loving you, because we vampires hardly fall in love, but when we do, it's for a lifetime. I don’t see that changing, not in a hundred years." His words rang with sincerity, every syllable sinking into me like chains.

I know I'll have that same dream. I hate it. Slumping back on the cushions, I put my feet up on the coffee table and stared at the ceiling. The room is dark, but it doesn't bother me. The darkness is soothing. I always knew love would never be on my cards. I can't be a vampire because I'm too weak. Vampires are an ambitious sort. They like power and strength.

Imposible! I will never fall in love to a vampire like him! I'll rather die than ever even think about it! If he is not human, that means he is not allowed to have the kind of life that can lead to me being happy or satisfied. He is nothing more than a murderer and a devil! He is just as bad as Dracula and the rest of them! And I'm going to fight until the last vampire of them all dies before I let someone as evil as him live! I am stronger than that monster and I will prove my point and protect myself from this man. From this horrible person! I want nothing more than to rip his heart out and watch it bleed onto the floor and stain the carpet with red blood.

His eyes were fixed, dark and gone as he preferred living inside. He stared in silence until I could no longer take it and I whimpered, trying to clamp my thighs together but he used his thighs to block me, making his thighs stay right in front of my pussy. “Do you like Vladimir more than anyone else because he's a Vampire?” He asked with a pissed tone and I shook my head negatively. I adored all of them, but Vladimir just seems to make himself more available whenever I needed him than anything else.

It was even worse as a vampire. Edward once told me love would be the death of vampires. We aren't made for love, only lust. We are demonized and shunned—we'll never be accepted. I should have listened to Edward. But here I was, searching the room for answers to help someone who had already turned her back on me.