Kokoa Rosario Vampire Novels & Stories

He kissed me back, hard and consuming, as if he could devour the pain right out of me. For a heartbeat, I let myself vanish in that kiss—pretend I was someone else, somewhere else, untouched by betrayal. The next thing I knew, the world blurred—his arm around me, the press of a door closing, sheets tangled beneath my trembling hands. Morning hit like a cruel joke. I woke tangled in unfamiliar sheets, my head pounding, my lips swollen. The stranger from the bar lay beside me, half-covered, the shadows of his muscles stark against the pale dawn light. Even asleep, he radiated danger, power… something I couldn’t name.

Rose was sleeping peacefully when all of a sudden she started to feel hot. She felt something wet on her neck. Rose opened her eyes slowly and saw her mates. But that was not what shocked her. Her mates, Zachariah and Vladimir, were sucking and biting her neck. What I am? A chocolate? Rose thought in her mind. "Mmm" A moan escaped her lips as they bite on her skin softly, before sucking over the area, making sure to let her know how much skilful tongue they have.

the MC screamed, clutching her dress into a tight grip. ‘SHUT UP YOU NO EYES I SEE GIRL, I Won't… DIE EVEN IF I HAVE TO INVITE TO EAT RAMEN WITH THIS VAMPIRE KING’ Koishi just wishes he could just scream at the no-eye MC girl, but he isn't in that situation now. The next thing Koishi knew, the sward was being pulled back off from his chest, making him gasp in response. “Ah! That har…hurts” “Do you really love me? If you are lying then-” The Vampire King paused warping his hand around Koishi neck making him to snapped open his eyes. Just to see the red ruby eyes staring back at him with the shade of golden colour in it.

Lila stood guard, her scarred arm limp, flare gun spent, her face raw with Etienne’s ghost, but her stance a soldier’s, ready. The vein moved. Not pulsed. It wrote, threading across my collarbone, scripting new lines in my hand: ROSA VASQUEZ: THE NEW BLOOD. The letters seared, burning my skin, and I gasped, a sound that was half-laugh, half-scream, my hands clawing at my chest as if I could hack it out like a bad line of code. “Rosa!” Elena’s voice was a blade, sharp with love. “Fight it!”

Graycort made her way up the stairs. “What else is real?” Rose was bouncing on the couch. Kam just buried his face in his hands, and I sunk into a chair to wait for Rose to wear herself out. Chrissy and Chassy just looked at each other. “Well,” Chassy started, “a vampire came to our Ma’s wake?” “He’s a friend of Nate’s. What was his name?” Chrissy asked. “Rafe Sanguinario,” I sighed.

Markees let out a loud groan as he ran his hands across his face before asking, “You got a name?” “Kenneth. He was the leader of a group of vampires for fifty years, maybe more,” he replied. Markees thought hard. “His name doesn’t sound familiar. You sure he was captured?” he asked. Ken nodded. “I believe Ross may have killed him.” “If it was that great of a kill, Ross would still be bragging his ass off about it. I’m sure of that. Ross never mentioned any vampire by that name. Plus, I have records of all the kills, and I haven’t seen anything about him,” he said. Ken started to let out a sigh, but was interrupted by the sound of Teya, who had begun to gag. Both men looked at her as she rush

"You seem to be knowledgeable about things. For a normal human to calmly confront a vampire like this, you must be someone who has a collection of journals in her room to secretly learn about non-human creatures. And you must have already encountered one in the past that triggered your crazy obsession." Her forehead creased. "How did you know that?" "It was a guess." She was surprised. He wasn't only sharp but he could see through people without a sweat. "So it's really true? That you are a vampire?" Without him answering her verbally, he looked at him and his eyes that were sea-green turned to bright red. "A pureblooded vampire," she blurted. She had read that the pureblooded vampires had t

" A gush was flowing from her beautiful eyes. He was surprised. His grip was not hard. Suddenly it flashed in his mind. She was a normal human being. How could she bear his hardness? He quickly let go of her face. She put her hands on her cheeks. "Remove your hand," he commanded her. He moved towards her. She shook her head in denial. "I don't want to repeat myself." He removed her hand and looked at her face where the marks were. Her beautiful face was turning red. Her eyes were red with embers flowing. He suddenly leaned towards her and starts sucking her lips. Her breath became heavier. There was also intensity in his touch which was beyond the reach of such a delicate human being. Her br

The room was engulfed with the heavy scent of blood mixed with the scent of rose, a grand four-poster bed only befitting for a queen, dominated the space. Suddenly Rowan broke into a laugh as he bent his head to capture my lips again, “Why don't we do this again?” He asked, his head already kissing a trail that lady straight to my hole. “Don't you ever get tired?” I said, gently pushing him off or at least trying to push him off. “Oh c'mon, Queen Ava, I know your secrets, I know you are thirsty for more of this...” His words trailed off, as he began lapping on my juices, taking me on the trip to euphoria.

Other werewolves streamed in from all directions. One man had a rocket launcher sitting on the hood of his truck. He pulled the trigger, and the main entrance exploded, knocking me to the ground. It was chaos all around. My ears rang, and Nyssandra raged. Striking men here and there, trying to stop them from taking and killing her comrades.