I Love Vampires Novels & Stories

He said hurrying to go. “Gothica what do you love doing?”I asked her. “Anything vampires do. Anything you love doing I’ll love it too.” She replied. I loved her answers,and she looked like she wasn’t scared of anything. I proposed if we could go to the beach but she didn’t like the idea. She wanted to have fun. “What’s your definition of having fun?” I asked her. “Anything like sports. I hate seeing all these humans at the beach. And I hate sun so.” I understood her but I was still looking for what we were going to do. I just remembered in those days when vampires couldn’t even stand sun. When the sun just touched their white skin they would literally burn. So there was this famous scientist

Everyone knows that the most important person in a vampire’s life is her Sire, the one whose blood is keeping a vampire tethered to the splendour of immortality—her saviour, her master. Most vampires are half in love with their Sires, slavishly devoted to their every whim and fancy, willing to change even the most fundamental aspects of their characters to gain the tiniest modicum of approval. But not me. I wanted to kill him. ﹒

- Harvey replied. Love is a kind of emotion that is difficult to describe. If Vincent is a human and lives in the city, then he is the ideal man for many beautiful and rich girls. However, he is a purebred vampire and his life revolves around the forest, so when he met the lost orphan, Maris, he brought her back to raise her and gradually fell in love. That unrequited love cost him his life. - She still coughs a lot, right? - Samson put his hand on Lucasta's forehead and asked.

"Please let him be your private doctor, the thing she feels from long ago will be lessened by helping you. Waylan blames himself for ruining that mountain where you lives even though she didn't tell you I know it from her eyes. You know what I never believe in vampires but when I met you and you're the one who saves my daughter, that's the time I believes. I know that my daughter lives a tough life because of me and for blaming herself for that incident so please let her be. Please don't be angry with her for ruining your lives, she's just a victim too." "No, I never hated Waylan. I just hate myself because I fall in love with her the first time, I met her running away from her stepdad. I wa

“It's hard to believe, I know, but I did tell you I've never felt this way towards any woman before. I grew up in an era where it was sacred to remain chaste till you are married, so, I never got intimate with any woman. Ever since I became a vampire, I often wondered if there was a positive side to my predicament and the only positive thing I could think about, was falling in love. But after a century, I started to wonder if it would ever happen, until I met you. Then, everything changed. I started to feel things I'd never felt before and I just knew that it had to be you.” “You're in love with me?” I asked. “I adore you, I want to protect you, I don't want to ever see you get hurt, I think

That I was only here to give him heir. "Vampires cannot fall in love with humans." Tears started stinging in my eyes as I walk towards Alex. " It's Forbidden."

She whispered and seductively flaunted her fangs. " Fuck.." I uttered and she laughed. " Why would Aiden date a vampire ?" I asked, still struggling to free my hair from her grip. " Ooh.. you don't know. Aiden is such an idiot. Your lover boy is a bloody vampire. You suck." She said and let go of my hair. " What?" I asked. " Aiden's 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 George 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’ve never seen him smile like that, and I wish he could know how he makes my insides melt with that smile. We end up washing each other’s bodies, and before I can think straight, I have his manhood in my mouth. He takes me in the shower, and I end up glad that I tortured him a little, because I feel his need with every stroke. When we get in bed, he spoons me, and I curl up in his hot arms. He kisses my head and whispers, “Goodnight.” “Why do you hate vampires?” I ask. “A vampire killed someone I love.”

“Because you’re a vampire, darling.” I feel something like… frustration bubbling through my veins. I take another swallow of the blood–which is very nice, honestly. Mellow, and sweet–then cross my legs and my arms, and frown against my better judgement. “Just because I’m a vampire, that doesn’t mean I’m incapable of feeling things like–like love, and possession, and pride.” “Oh, you vampires do feel pride, I know that for a fact,” she teases, but I’m still simmering.