Kokoa Rosario Vampire Novels & Stories

Nick and I nodded, “Do you accept your position as queen of the vampires and relinquish your life to the vampires as a hybrid?” “Yes.” “NO!” Mara yelled, but we continued, “Do you accept her as your queen, lover and mate?” Mandy asked Nick, he nodded, “Yes.” She took a knife and cut my hand first and then Nick’s, “This is the blood oath, this will bind your souls together for eternity.” She then muttered words in another language that sounded romanian or greek. She then placed our hands together and Nick bit my neck; I winced at the sudden pain but it soon disappeared

' Dell, if you don't shut th- "I saw a symbol on the truck, and it reminded me of something I saw on the ring of somebody. But the image isn't clear on who, or what their gender might be. That's disappointing. And relieving. For a second there, I thought she remembered something about me. I'd like to avoid another confrontation with bitchy Anastasia. Her fingers, thin and flawless, rub up and down her thigh. She nervous. "Can you describe the symbol?" "Yes, it was an octopus with a dagger stabbed into the top of its head, and pushing out of its mouth." 'Cult!' What are you talking about? 'It sounds like a cult, what else am I supposed to say?'

In her excitement, she didn't notice the man in a hood that passed by her table or the black note that he dropped on her table. "2:23," she murmured, looking up from her phone, "come on, delivery man, where are you?" She noticed the black card then and acknowledged the fact that she didn't see it when she occupied the table. Out of curiosity, she picked it up and flipped it over. The words scrawled carelessly across the black space sent chills down her spine. 'Are you so sure that you're free from me, Isabel Romero? I can't wait to have you writhing beneath me in pleasure.'

She found herself tracing the lines of his biceps, marveling at the raw power that lay beneath his skin. As they locked eyes, Aqua felt a surge of electricity pass between them, the intensity of their connection almost tangible. And in that moment, she knew she couldn't resist any longer. Leaning in, she pressed her lips to his, savoring the taste of him against her mouth. Damon responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around her as he pulled her closer. Aqua's hands roamed freely, exploring every inch of his body as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment. But as their kiss deepened,Aqua's mind began to wander. In the midst of their embrace, she caught a vision—a flash of a wolf running

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

"Because you saw too much. And because I’ve seen you. Truly seen you. Since the first moment you walked into this house, all fire and fury hidden beneath a maid’s uniform. I knew I’d have to choose between my mission and..." He touched her cheek, his fingers rough and warm. "...and you." Inés’ breath hitched. The fire roared outside the door, but the only heat she felt now was his proximity. His lips hovered near hers, hesitation tightening his jaw. "Kiss me," she breathed, shocking even herself. His mouth crushed against hers, wild and desperate, like a man starved for oxygen. She dropped the poker, fingers clutching at his shirt. Their bodies collided, and Esteban lifted her effortlessly,

she said, looking up at him with that innocent smile. Dante’s jaw tightened for the briefest moment, but then he gave her the kind of calm smile only a father could wear. Meanwhile, I was shaking inside. My mind kept circling back to what I’d just discovered. A vampire. He wasn’t human. And if Dante wasn’t… then what about Rosa? Was she one too? The thought made my chest feel heavy, but I didn’t have the luxury to dwell on it. I had one goal—only one. To break my hymen. Everything else had to wait.

"Where did you-" "Finally, I found it mate. Soul reaper is mine." Terry let out his usual dark chuckle. That knife is soul reaper. "Now, should I kill you first and then go for her next?" he asked Alex and his words rang through my mind a million times before it all came crashing down. Wait-wait, there is no way that this knife can kill a vampire right? It can't be, there is-

“There are vampires among them,” Tantario muttered dryly through his teeth. - Vampires cooperate with people?! – the brown-haired man whispered dumbfounded. Tristan was also unpleasantly surprised. He thought that vampires would never stoop to playing war games with people. The line of warriors wavered, and a tall woman came out to meet the guys. She was wearing a tight-fitting scarlet suit with a fur collar, high red boots and a black and gold cloak, on which the design of a bloody rose stood out clearly. Long scarlet hair was pulled into a high ponytail. Hazel eyes looked at the strangers mockingly and somewhat arrogantly.

We ride. Seras is waiting at the dam turnout with her bike and a fresh coat of flame decals. Kayo, Aki, and Riku are leaning against the railing like they own the place (because, technically, in Hanamaki they kind of do). Kayo’s nine invisible tails flick once when she sees me. Kayo (sweet, deadly): “Morning, Your Majesty. Sleep well?” Celeste (through my teeth): “Peachy.” Aki cracks his knuckles; the glamour hiding his oni horns flickers.