Is My Girlfriend A Vampire Novels & Stories

She looked at him the most. "What could I possibly do now?" He asked. "The shades will try to find your weaknesses. Something tells me you will try to help the female lady and her brother and if the shades are hiding behind the shadows, watching you they will believe you are interested in making her your mate." Rayven stiffened. Mate? He did not want to think of Skender sinking his teeth into Angelica's neck and bonding with her forever. He did also not want to think of Angelica being chased by the shades because they wanted to kill a demon's mate. A human mate was a demon's weakness.

Episode 92: Saving my girlfriend Everything happened two weeks ago when I found out that, Ella; my girlfriend was a werewolf, a Tribrid to be precised. I didn't want to tell my parents and Ella felt like she hasn't trusted me fully with that part of information; after all, my entire family inculding myself are werewolf hunters.

Human killers could be a lot more sinister then a shifter. When she came to me she gave me a small smile. Taking my hands in hers. She tried to hide the shaking as best she could. "And you are?" Before I could answer Cassar leaned in. "My girlfriend, Vienna." My eyes snapped to his, blazing. Girlfriend? I don't think so. He raised his brows at me, as if daring me to make a scene. To break our deal. I glared at him before turning back to face the nice woman in front of me.

A chilling shiver went up her back. Her heartbeat accelerated thumping like a war drum in her temples as it traveled down her spine. She whirled around again looking from one suspicious shadow to another and around the alley. nothing. Nothing at all. However the instinct that had prompted her to accelerate her pace a few minutes before was now yelling in the back of her mind alerting her to the fact that she was not alone. She called her voice more firm than she had imagined Whos there?. Even from a drunk or a thief she nearly hoped for a response—something concrete to face. However the wind was the only one to respond a high-pitched whistle that seemed to mock her boldness. Her cotton glove

Long hair is scattered all over the coffin, each strand is jet-black, soft as silk, flowing smoothly under the body. Oralie looked at the girl lying in the coffin, her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes showing a thoughtful expression. Because the coffin had been lying here for so long that it was covered with moss. However, lying inside was not a dry skeleton with white bones, nor a corpse rotting to the bone, but a young girl. A young girl who may be still in her youth but is infected with the ultimate grief of May. Obviously, the one lying here was a vampire, a blood-sucking demon that was at least a few hundred years old.

I led her into the cave which was beautifully adorned with several flowers and ornaments. “It’s beautiful” she whispered as I pulled her close to my chest. “But not as beautiful as you are” I replied, kissing her lightly on the lips before we sat down. “Why are we here?” She asked, looking around as I poured out wine from the pitcher into our cups “I don’t take blood” she said, scrunching her nose in disgust as I chuckled a bit. “Don’t worry,I can’t give you blood, you’re not a vampire” I assured and noticed her expression relax.

If anyone asked her what she didn't want to lose the most, she would answer that it was her brother. - Don't worry, I will live a long time, a thousand years, two thousand years. I won't die. – He caressed her hair and comforted her. - Are you a vampire? If you live until then, will you grow fangs and drink human blood? – She sat up straight and looked at him with wide eyes. - If... if I really turned into a vampire, would you be afraid of me? - If you are a vampire, then I am also a vampire. We'll both be afraid of each other, right?

And told them everything about Cassandra, all the details except the part of my dream. Cassandra started telling everyone at school that she’s my girlfriend. I tried to play the role of a boyfriend which I actually failed. I never had a girlfriend, and don’t feel like I needed one because we’re vampires. We don’t fall in love, but somehow we know how to love.

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

"Like I didn't try a hundred ways to get a ticket out of this void?" "We wouldn't be in this place at all if you hadn't snatched my guys." I cross my arms. "Your guys? Oh, you mean your phantoms...you really need to get out more and find boys who have a pulse." "Vampires don't have a pulse." I chase after her. "You're dating a vamp too?" She gawks at me. I bite my lip. Jacques is a vampire ghost so that's not exactly the case. "Whatever." She continues forward. "Not like I pictured you with ghost lovers either."