It Hungers For Blood Novelas e Histórias

I knew the predator instinct would take over if I ever lost myself for a second. We entered the room and shut the door, but I slipped from Cammie's hands and landed on my knees. I held my breath and the world began to spin. I wasn't just hungry, I was starving, every part of my body was running frighteningly cold, and the urge to warm myself with blood was too overwhelming. "Vivienne!" They both screamed at exactly the same time. "Don't touch me," I spoke, holding myself up on the floor. "But you're not looking good!" Alyssa said, kneeling closer to me though she was also hesitant to make any move. The temptation of blood fever had come so unexpectedly that I felt like crying.

The curse, confirming itself. He had known it was coming. He had walked into it with his eyes open, which perhaps made it worse — he couldn't even claim ignorance as an excuse. He had looked at Seren across the veil and understood with complete clarity what choosing her would cost him, and he had chosen her anyway, and now the divinity in his blood was beginning the slow work of consuming itself. He found he could not bring himself to regret it. That was probably also a symptom. ✦ ✦ ✦

I woke in a cold sweat. Moonlight was streaming in through the window, piercing the darkness. Hunger rose within me; a hunger like I'd never known before. I needed blood and I needed it now. I rose from the bed and stalked toward the door. I could smell blood and it smelled luscious.

A second of silence passed by, "But it wasn't enough..." He trailed off. "Why?" "I couldn't live off on feeding on animals. It just didn't seem to be enough. The hunger only grew from there and it kept on growing until this one day, during a fight, someone was terribly injured and his blood was all over the place. I tried to stop myself but I couldn't-I tasted him, his blood and it strengthened me." The gloom disappeared from his eyes and I took a step back when I found hunger replacing the sadness within them.

The other end picked up and I said I need a donor now. My office was only a few blocks away and it took all my willpower to make it there and not suck the life out of some random person on the street. When I made it to my office my donor was waiting for me and I didn’t hesitate and took her in my arms and sunk my teeth right into her flesh, trying to stop the hunger that was taking over inside of me. I drank until I felt the body in my arms losing conscience and knew I had to stop or I was going to kill her but the hunger inside of me wasn’t even remotely satisfied. I pulled away and laid the body onto the floor and made another call for another and a cleanup crew.

I already know that she's peppered with them all over her body. "So everyone will obviously know before lunch." I say my hands brushing up her arms. She flinches slightly at the contact. "Give me a good reason not to kill that son of a bitch." It's a growl and she shifts uncomfortably and I sit up so my eyes are level with hers. They're completely green now her wolf retreated for now. "I've got it handled." She says quietly no longer looking in my eyes. "It only happens when he drinks too much but doesn't pass out. I was also late getting home yesterday so-"

I'm not afraid because I have nothing to fear and I'm nervous because I know that I'm in danger but I'll fight even though I know I won't win against a being more powerful than me. "I will have my food again," he then wears his evil smile. He run towards me so I prepared myself. I know I can't win against him but I'll still want to fight as long as I can. I avoided his scratch but his nail still scratched my arm causing it to bleed. He became more aggressive and his eyes darkened when he saw the blood flowing down to my arm. He runs towards me again. I avoid all his scratches. It was hard for me to find the right time to hurt him because he was moving fast and it got faster when he saw my b

"From now on, both of you must learn to protect yourselves. Now go to rest Yve, I will help your mother downstairs on making food for us. If any of you need anything, just call us downstairs alright?" I nodded on her last statement and let her leave the room. I can feel how unfair the world was towards us twins. I can feel the anger seeping through my blood because of this selfish people wanting to take our bloods. Whoever is that greater force Lady Molly was talking about, I will make sure they will suffer in my hands! They had done enough damage. Third Person's POV

The house was too quiet when Ava rose from her seat near the fire. The embers crackled softly, the only sound in the grand hall. Pale moonlight bled through the stained-glass windows, casting red and violet patterns across the cold stone floor. She pulled her cloak over her shoulders, the fabric whispering as it slid across her skin. She needed air. A hunt. Something to sink her teeth into—literally. Her veins itched with hunger, and the stored blood in the cellar tasted like metal and regret.

My heart turned cold and lifeless, every part of me moving beyond my control. A feral beast had stirred inside me, consumed by rage and transforming me into something monstrous. As I looked at the men before me, rage consumed me. A kind of darkness swirled inside me, urging me to seek out the one thing that could satisfy my craving—blood. Am I a vampire? What is going on? Even my wounds were all healing up so fast, and a metallic taste of blood coated my tongue, increasing my hunger.