Killing Bites Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Kendra reached out to caress the area his gaze seemed fixated on, but she couldn’t feel a thing. “I’m afraid I bit you during our lovemaking.” Killian finally confessed. “ But it’s not healing, Ken. Can you sense your wolf?” The Alpha was almost losing it. “Yes. I can sense her, but if you must know I bit you too during our lovemaking, she turned his head to the side to inspect her handiwork, her suspicions confirmed. “Yours is still there too.” “You had bitten me too?” The Alpha couldn’t recall anything like that happening in all the time they had had sex.

When I took the blade out, it was covered with a thin dust of silver and sacred tree ash. I shifted my feet into a fighting stance. I hoped that he felt as helpless as I did when he pinned me to the ground, when he crushed me under his weight, and when his teeth penetrated my skin. I swung the blade just as Calvel taught me. My eyes were focused on the edge, carefully registering the moment it sliced the flesh and sank in less than an inch deep. The pulsing stream of his blood curled up my lips. Charon groaned, and his eyes widened. "Hurts, doesn't it?" I asked him, looking into his eyes and taking back the power he once took from me. The blood kept flowing from his neck. "This is for Carrie

This was my last chance to get him. I’m horrified, shaking. I can feel blood on my tender skin, the pain of his bite searing into me. I’m panting, ashamed. I hesitated. Dad was right—Alpha Zane didn’t spare me. The questions he asked earlier all make sense now. He knew who I was all along. And he bit me… it’s real. My trembling fingers trace the fresh bite marks on my neck. “You should be grateful I didn’t kill you,” he growls, his eyes locking on mine with cruel satisfaction. “But killing you would be too easy.”

“I don't have to know her. This is something that is very clear. Why aren't you seeing that, boss?” “This isn't what I asked you to do when I sent you into the woods. I asked you to find out information, not spew a lie about the Alpha. You even had the guts to insult the Alpha right in her face. You even bit her ear off! Have you lost it?! Now because of what you did, I'm going to have to kill you!” “i was going to die anyway. What difference does being killed make anyway. Also, boss. If I'm to die in your hands, I don't mind at all. So please take my life, I beg you.”

As his lips ruled my neck, my body started to burn and my strength began to waver. Am I thinking correctly? Are they really true? Why do I have to? "You're sweet..." My eyes were getting blurry. I can no longer see his face. I tried to slap him, but the last thing I saw was his lips with traces of my blood. "You're a vampire..."

She coaxes. “Fucking Bitch!” Zachary spits, blood drooling from his mouth as he kicks her with his foot. Tiana falls a foot away from him but rises with maniacal laughter echoing the room, the way Camilla's scream did earlier. No one moves an inch, not even me. I'm waiting to have two more reasons to kill Zachary, hurting the best friend of my mate would be a justified reason when the council finds me guilty of his massacre.

The creature howled, staggering, but lunged again, claws aiming for his eyes. Kieran released the severed arm, rolling under the strike, coming up beneath it in a surge of fury. He drove forward, jaws closing on its throat this time, teeth sinking deep into pulsing silver veins that burned his mouth like acid. It thrashed wildly, claws raking his back in burning lines, drawing more blood that soaked his fur, but he locked his bite tighter, twisting with all his Alpha strength. The creature’s regeneration faltered under the relentless assault, silver blood bubbling slower, its movements growing frantic and desperate.

Her metal teeth punched through his composite armor with ease and bit down into the much softer soldier inside. Then, she bit down with a hard SNAP and killed him instantly. She flung his dead body aside as his blood dripped down her metallic jaws, then howled.

He exhaled softly as he remembered well about Reagan’s report. She was sold by her parents without her knowledge. He caressed her hair while thinking deeply… thinking… that he wanted to kill her parents. However, they are already dead. Maybe… he can die just for an hour to kill her parents in hell? That would probably work. But then, upon remembering what Hannah said. Gracey would grieve. “What are you thinking?” She asked as she raised her head and looked down at him. “Killing again?” “Yeah,” He stared at those eyes. He reached her hand placed it over his nose and inhaled it. Then, he kissed her palm down to her pulse. His fangs elongated to tease her but she lowered her head and opened his

he rasped, his voice dropping even lower, "we're going to make this official." Before I could process his words, I felt a sharp, piercing pain in my neck, right over my scent gland. He bit me. His teeth sank into my flesh, a white-hot agony that stole my breath. A scream tore from my throat, but it was quickly cut off as a wave of intense, overwhelming pleasure washed over me. His saliva, an alpha's venom, entered my bloodstream, a potent chemical cocktail that was rewriting my biology from the inside out. The pain melted into a blissful, all-consuming euphoria. The claiming bite. It was permanent. It was undeniable. I was his.