Novel & Cerita Lil Fangs

LUCIAN “We are no longer going to stay here and wait for him and his warriors. We match to Shadowfang,” I had declared, the finality of the words settling the immediate storm but opening the door to a terrifying new one. My gaze, sharp and resolute, immediately snapped back to Lilith, who stood still, her expression a fragile mosaic of fear and exhausted honesty. She was an unexploded device in our midst, a necessary tool until this hour, but now she was a liability who knew too much and posed too great a risk to our immediate plans.

I look down because I am too ashamed to look at him at this moment. My feet finally make contact with the tiles at the pool's edge, and I cringe slightly when I feel Elio's hands on my cheeks. "Are you okay?" he asks me. I can hear the concern in his voice, and I just nod. But, no. I am not okay. I hate what just happened, and I hate staying silent even more because I am too ashamed to talk about it. "Hey, Lulu! I can be your horse during the fight!" the stronzo offers.

Fang commented with a sigh. Fake fake fake. It was all fake. I could see in his eyes he knew where they were. I wanted to rip out his vocal chords. Then I would see how he could utter another word. Before I could lunge for Fang and rip out his larynx, Ben held me back and Fang let out a loud, evil chuckle as I fumed.

Her vision became blurry before it became clear again. "What's in this?" Maris asked, holding her head and squinting her eyes. "Water," whispered Linda before getting to her feet. "Water doesn't lather like this?" Maris took her gaze higher, but was seeing double. There were two Lindas. "Who are you?" "Dracula's assistant." Linda's fangs shot out and she hissed like the silver tongued snake she was. "What?" Maris could barely stand on her legs as they wobbled, feeling like they was jelly. "But I saw you walk under sun."

She tore through the bloody meat and I felt my stomach churn. Then she smiled, “I miss the taste of fresh blood." That's when I saw it. The fangs. She was a vampire.

I was able to control my anger, more like Seraphina’s anger. “Hey Remi, who’s your new friend?” The red head asked as she hung off of MY mate. “This is Riley RedFang. Riley, this is my brother, Rylen and his girlfriend, Stephanie.” Remi introduced. “RedFang? As in RedFang Defense?” Rylen asked. “The one and only, my dad is the head honcho.” I smirked. “WOW!” Remi said with wide eyes. “A real badass?” She said in awe. I shrugged at her.

Lucien stiffened, “My lord—” “You will not touch her... “ I said evenly, “.... You will not hunt her, and you will not think... Of claiming her power... “ My gaze locked onto his, “... Anything concerning the girl is mine to decide” Lucien bowed his head immediately, “As you command my lord”. The forest then shifted, I scented it, rotting hunger, madness in disguise. *Ferals* Seven of them. “They have smelled it“ lucien mummured. “Yes, they have... “ I replied, “... And more will follow.

Elias arched off the bed with a sharp cry, hips bucking up to take more. The storm outside seemed to match their mood. Lightning flashed, lighting up the room for brief seconds, showing Elias’s flushed face, his fangs fully extended, eyes glowing crimson with lust. Ronan added a third finger, curling them just right, and Elias nearly sobbed when he hit that spot inside him. “Ronan, now,” he demanded, nails raking down the werewolf’s back hard enough to draw blood.

I rasp, my voice rough with need. My hands pry apart her thighs—she tries to close them, but I'm not asking. My eyes glint in the dark, locked on her pussy. It's flushed red, glistening like it's just been fucked, slick dripping from her slit, catching the light in a way that makes my cock throb. "Fuck!" I growl, my fangs lengthening on instinct. One hand moves on its own, stroking her trembling flesh, feeling her quiver under my touch. "You're a goddamn fountain, Lili. Already soaked and ready."

Defiance steadied the world. Lilith lifted the dagger again, but this time she turned her wrist and pressed the flat of the blade beneath my chin to tilt my face more fully to hers. “Look at me,” she said, and I did. “I will end him while you watch. And you will learn the taste of silence. It is worse than blood.” “I have learned worse,” I said softly. “Stormfang taught me.”