Kokoa Rosario Vampire Novels & Stories

It was finally time to become the vampire’s bride. * Lucas’s P.O.V: “Hello, ex-lover boy.” I was startled into looking beside me to find Rosanna taking a seat beside me, a glass of red wine in her hands. Her signature red hair was in loose curls down to her waist and she wore a satin gold gown that made her stand out amongst the crowd.

Herman ordered. Joan, with her wobbling knees, hurried to find a basin of lukewarm water and towels. A minute later, I stopped convulsing. The next thing I knew, I was biting Herman's neck, tearing his flesh. When Kali grabbed me away from Herman, I turned to her and bit her neck too. Sucking and feeding on her, draining her blood... Moments later, Joan arrived carrying a small basin of water and towels. I jumped at her so fast she didn't realize what was happening until I tore the flesh on her neck, where her carotid arteries were.

With a crazy chuckle he pushed forward, clattering into several Wind Demons and burning them to a crunchy crisp. “You said you are called Kaka, right?” Red Rose walked forward slowly, unmoved by the puppet Wind Demons that were trying to kill her. She escaped each attack with minimal movements, refusing to move anything more than the body part targeted. As though that was not impressive enough, she didn’t stop moving forward, neither did she attack her oppressors. She only stopped moving when she was standing before the Chief Priest who had Samoa to his side.

The thick, tangled mess of hair covers parts of his face, making him appear more menacing than he already is. He runs his hand through those tangles, letting me see his glare in full. A small dribble of blood runs down the side of his head. The wound is deep and gruesome. It looks as if it should produce more blood than it is. “You’re bleeding?” I say with a barely audible shaky whisper. “Vampire 101, love, we tend to hold blood in areas that cannot be covered up. The head, neck, and hands remain seen by human eyes; therefore, blood accumulates there to keep one looking alive.” He looks at me with those devilish eyes.

We both laughed and played in the water, but I couldn't take my eyes off the pink color of her bra showing through her white t-shirt. I quickly took off my tank top, which surprised her. "Senpai, what are you doing? Why are you suddenly undressing?" I just laughed and approached her. "So that you can have a better view of my body." She gave me a dirty look, and I was about to playfully punch her hand. "Look," I placed her hand on my chest and looked into her eyes. "You're so cold," she said, and I smiled. "Well, what can I say? I'm a vampire." She shook her head and gently touched the scar on my chest, clearly visible over my heart.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

– Henry held the cross in front of him while speaking on the phone. - It can't be such a coincidence. That vampire is watching us. The detective just sent me a photo. The two people in the photo are Lucasta and Samson standing on the banks of the Rose River. Henry's face suddenly changed color, but then he quickly regained composure and reassured his boss that even if Samson discovered something, it didn't matter because the vampire was not a police officer. The fact that Michael cooperates with a vampire is something that no one would have thought of.

I had been careless. For the first time in centuries, I had been careless. Rose’s POV It was him. Damien. His hand was on my arm. His mouth— Blood. Fresh. Red. My mind cracked. “You…” My voice shook. “You’re—” He didn’t answer. Another wind rushed past me. The woman. She stood behind him now. Her eyes locked onto mine. My knees gave out. The world tilted. My heart pounded so hard it hurt. Vampire. He was a vampire.

“We’ll decide on it after my daughter’s wedding ceremony. “And they adjourned the meeting. ….. A bald demon with a human appearance was walking down the street of hell with a great demon with bat wings on his back. The bald demon was wearing a Buddhist kasaya. A Buddhist rosary was hanging on his neck as he walked with his companion. A small bowl filled with a crimson liquid was in his hands. He’ll take a sip of it occasionally while talking with the bat demon. “Amitabh donor, I always tell you to stop killing those harmless humans… when will you learn from big brother? “The bald demon said while facing the little bat guy with a Stern face as if an elder is lecturing a young one.

I'll tell him to come and sign what he needs. " But Miss Dom, you don't have to. I feel that everything is fine. "He's not." She said looking into his eyes " Right? " No, he's not. "She replied without stopping looking into her eyes. That seemed very strange to the snowman. A few minutes ago everything was fine and now it's not. That's what the bright-eyed woman, Za, comes into. He smiled at Kara and she did the same. Then, he went to Elijah and kissed his cheek. She looked at Melia noticing herself apparently angry and wanting to do something to get even.