It Hungers For Blood Novels & Stories

He didn’t consider this. Fuck!!! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Some of them won’t be hungry for food… Some will crave other living beings… Some will crave blood… And some will simply crave havoc and destruction!

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 2 "𝐴 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑..... 𝐴 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑚𝑎𝑛..... 𝐴 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘..." Katherine That organ in my body that pumps blood and keeps my whole blood warm somersaulted and I took a step back. Alexander Tyrone leaned on the door in all his glory.

So I'm not the only one? “So Elvira, be careful. I don't want to say this but there's a possibility that you will experience again that nightmare.” She said and held my hand tightly. But how will I stopped that nightmare? “You probably wondering how will you solve that but I don't know how. There are many new things happening in this world and reported countless of deaths. They say, vampire is the reason behind of those murdering because of the bites found on the corpses. But I hope that is not true. Because the thing that created by god and the thing that created by evil can never coexist in the same world.” She added.

By the simple fact that where this kind of light goes, the things that hide in darkness cannot stay hidden. I feel it working. I also feel the cost. It is not pain exactly. It is more like weight. Like every drop of the Moonblood I send into him is something I am drawing from a reserve that is not infinite, and I have already spent so much tonight — in the shift, in the fight, in the thirty seconds of absolute clarity it took to face Lysandra and end what she was. I don't stop. I keep sending it.

🖱️Victor🖱️ My body was literally on fire, and there was nothing poetic about it. It was not desire dressed up as hunger or some elegant vampire metaphor whispered in old books. This was crude. This was my control cracking from the inside out while I stood perfectly still and pretended I was fine. I wanted blood. Not a feast. Not ceremony. Just a drop. A single damn drop to quiet the way my veins burned like they had been injected with sunlight and poison at the same time.

I hoped to play the hero–or heroin. Blood painted the stone walls of the fortress, they smelt like fresh blood. Before me in a long hallway was a huge door with few lifeless men littering the door entrance. My heart thuds as I make my brave steps towards the door. What's behind the door could be the dreadful one who slayed the men I met on the way. Also the one who might be keeping Emmett captive, because for what I know, he was immortal.

"And that's hypocritical, given that I'm perfectly fine with eating their meat." I almost laughed at that, but I did my best to hold it in. This was not the time for my foolishness. "The thing is, sucking their blood feels different." She continued. "I mean, eating is something regular people do, right? But when I have to feed on blood, I feel like a predator... a monster." Saying it like that made it easier for me to understand where she was coming from. And if I were not aware that she was going to yank my head off, I would have hugged her. So I decided to stay put and speak for where I was.

The relatives, anxious, I might say more, quickly changed the subject and dove into their meals. Only when everyone seemed okay did I carefully place a boneless piece of fish in my daughter's plate. "Sweetie, take your time eating." I watched her, my breath caught in my chest. She nodded, sweet as ever, and took a bite. One bite, two bites. However, her face flushed red. Wendy clutched her mouth, coughing hard. A trickle of blood ran down her chin!

Miguel When I was angry and hungry, the only thing I craved was blood. And right now, as different levels of anger warred within me, I could only see red— “That bastard, Flynn Hitchcock—” I muttered through gritted teeth, not breaking stride since the hunt for vampires started. No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t just stop my mind from wandering towards the moment, he turned to look at me when Master Creighton mentioned something about “Hybrids”.

“Eve, that's blood!!” I didn't hesitate, or think twice. The doctor was still busy loading the syringe and I knew this was my opportunity to quench this mad hunger. Unleashing all the power I had left, I pushed his hand off and went for it, dipping my teeth or even fangs into his neck, I drew in as much blood as I wanted to quench my thirst. He pulled me off. “Calm down girl…”