Marishka Vampire Novels & Stories

“Do you know anything about these new vampires?” “Not much,” he admitted. “Only that they are hungry for blood. There are 5 of them altogether.” I nodded, but then remembered he couldn’t see me. “Did you know that one of them is 16 years old?” There was silence on the other end for a moment. “What?” “Her name is Natalia; she’s amongst the 5. She’s only 16 years old,” I explained. “Which wasn’t approved by the council.” “I’d assume not,” Alberto murmured. “I’ll get a hold of them and report it right away. Thanks for letting me know.”

She smiled, Vampires don't go back on their words. She threw the blood at him and said

“Make her drink the milk and took off her shirts. And I will whip her as Duke Leonardo ordered to me.” “Quite simple. Just wait here until I finish that.” Sam was ready to go upstairs, but I stopped him. “Wait, drink this first, the huntress has got Vampire power, so you needed to drink some water with Vervain.” I handed over a glass of water. Sam drank up every drop of the waster in the glass without any doubt. Then he went upstairs.

He placed a quick kiss on her lips. "Oh, please." Sarah waved my presence off. "If she was so much of a threat, Sol would never have thought twice of bringing her here and letting her live in this house. We once thought he had lost interest in all the women in this world." She turned to me and asked, "You're a half-blood vampire, aren't you?" I nodded my head slowly.

The girl was wearing a white and golden attire that she remembered a dancer, said outfit consisted of a blouse that exposed her abdomen, she wore cloth pants and had long gold sleeves that joined her blouse. It was easy to notice because of his pale skin, crimson eyes and elongated fangs that was a vampire. She more specifically she was one of the three main vampire maidens that Isabell possessed. The girl was called Marishka and she attended the meeting as representative of her lady of her Isabell of her.

The first manifestation of pregnancy that most Vampires have is sleepwalking, a mental breakdown then beginning to gradually lose awareness and memories. While making love at that time, Phoebe was bloodthirsty and tried to bite Louis' shoulder to drink blood, it was not because she was too hungry to take the risk nor because Phoebe was too hateful of Louis to attack him. Phoebe's action at that time was to create a "mate" link with Louis, but… Louis refused this connection by brutally beating Phoebe and causing her already weakened spirit to become even more damaged pity and fear for him.

I'm kind of exaggerated but who cares! Alex looked at me like I was a criminal; like it was a crime to hate marshmallows. “How… how… oh my God. How can you say marshmallows are disgusting? They’re divine…” Okay, this guy was just being dramatic. Did marshmallows save his life or something? I chuckled, amused that it was bothering him this much. "Okay, okay. I’ve heard you. Can we drop this and focus on what we’re here to do?" Alex furrowed his eyebrows and pouted like a kid who just got scolded by his mum. "I guess we can."

Maya and Vishous were madly in love with each other. Mostly because of the satisfaction they received from their various s*x adventures. Both of them were werewolves. Maya was a beautiful nineteen year old girl, turning twenty in a week. She was going to find her mate then. Everyone in werewolf world was supposed to find their mate once they were twenty years old. Maya was a little shy but adventurous when it came to sex. She was is personal s*x doll. A toy that he could lick and f**k however and whenever he wanted and she would still beg him for more.

Given her occupation, she still manages to live her life with respect and an innocent, sometimes obsessive crave for McDonald's. Endowed with her naturally long hair and a fashion sense to die for, Maria heads the team of the vamps, -a five Miami-based strip group that hosts most of the wildest parties in an elite bar. But little did she know that as much as she always saw the bright side of things, her life was to be tested in a darker shade. And she'll learn that life is never be defined in black and white, -neither in any shades of her good lipstick. Wu Chang

“She didn’t suffer any ill effects?” “Just the usual for a new vampire.” The old vampire nodded slowly. “I am given to understand that she is your first bride?” “Yes.” “How old are you?” “Six hundred and thirty four.” “Strange. I have never met a vampire that didn’t visit the curse upon another. I myself have over a hundred brides and three hundred sons. I lost track, of course, but they’re all special to me.”