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Callum’s estate-the plan Lucas and Sophie made it out alive, victorious in the games. Hunter released them—though not without a stern warning. He’d cleared the place, leaving only her, him, and Hank, along with the rest of the vampire clan. Hunter was fighting to keep his composure; hurting her was the last thing he wanted. Three weeks in, he forced her to feed again, but this time, the bloodlust took over. He knew what she craved—his hands trailed her skin, his lips moved lower. He took his time, drawing her in, but when her gaze locked with him, all he saw was hate. She saw a monster, a killer. The desire was fleeting; the hatred lingered.

I groaned when I pushed my knife straight to his jugular and his blood smeared on my face and black t-shirt. "Damn, I just had this washed," I complained but Nero was by the drunk dude's side and he sank his fangs and looked at me as he drank from the guy. I got to watch as Nero's eyes gleamed with viciousness while the guy struggled when his life was slipping out of him. So. Fucking. Hot. At that moment, I know I was going to ride my vampire boyfriend after this. So fucking hard, that he'd wish he had invited me to their playground instead spending time apart and hunting without me.

The memories came slowly, but they came. Frank had been drained of his blood by the blonde vampire that I saw him with in the theater. I was dating a vampire and his daughter drank my blood from my inner thigh after… well, after what she did. Frank’s blood was drained the same way. I couldn’t help wondering if the vampire who killed him brought him to erotic heights before sinking her fangs into him like Sasha had done with me. Was I dead? I threw the covers back to investigate my inner thigh. There was no sign of a wound. None of any sort. Remembering Sasha also bit my neck, my hand flew to where the wound should have been, but found nothing except smooth, warm flesh.

Caius' face snapped to him revealing his red bright eyes but Reid didn't look at him, his yellowish bright eyes were stuck on her bloody foot with nothing but repulsion written all over his face. This made him snap out of his bubble, he just realized what in hunger he was about to do. He was actually going to drink Omega's blood? A fucking werewolf! The kind's blood he always despised the most, werewolves blood never smelled good to vampires and never had he ever been attracted to any blood before not even his own kind then how the fuck? He pulled his hand away from her foot with much difficulty, his hands and mouth itched to drink that dripping blood, but instead he controlled himself and s

A vial with a tiny drop of black liquid tumbled down from a lax hand and stumbled across the dirt until it too fell back into hell where it came from. The black and blood red magic hovering above the crack, waiting to be called upon, swooped in to curl around Dean arm the moment he raised his ring-laden hand. He peeled his eyes back open as he swallowed the vile-tasting liquid on his tongue and shuddered from the darkly electrifying sensation of devil blood entering his system.

George was enjoying dancing with him and he firmly held his hand so Edward had to Wait until the dance ended before he could go and search for Alice. Alice couldn't talk even when she knew she was in danger until they brought her to a place. A strange place. They tied her to a tree and she was able to see faintly from her cocoon. How the veiled woman caught an animal and drank It's blood. Her body shivered and hoped until Edward came. As Edward stared at her red blood eyes and her fangs which have now lengthened, he knew only one thing- that she was a Vampire. Yes. She was Layla and the four men were her Drudge Vampires. No doubt, she was able to disguised herself as Jazel and hid those four

I placed my right palm into his, heaving out a deep sigh. "Repeat after me." I hated the fact his eyes were cold as ice, but I dare not request something else. "I, Bella Mackenzie, accept the Bloodbath pack, and also you, Damien Novikov as my Alpha." The words sounded so bitter in my mouth, I almost cringed while saying it. I bit back a wince when he sliced my palm with the knife after doing the same to his, he pressed his palm against mine and I immediately felt the pack link merge. But before I could even react, he dropped the knife on the table and collected a small bottle from the guard behind him, pouring the black liquid on my cut. I gasped when the pack link snapped and I felt empty.

His fingers dug into the wood, his nails leaving indentations. "Lavinia, please. I have so little control. I cannot let myself hurt you again." "It isn't you. It's your mother." "It's still my hands. I can't stop myself. The urge to- to-" he stepped forward suddenly, catching Lavinia off guard. He strode into the room, pressing Lavinia against the back wall with his fingers splayed across her sternum. "I am fighting against it as hard as I can but it is so hard to deny. The orders and the taught bloodlust…" he leaned forward, his breath on Lavinia's neck.

He took it with a nod, sipped once, then set it on the table. There was no warmth in his eyes. There never was. For a long minute, we said nothing. The storm filled the space instead, wrapping around us like a whisper. Darius was the first to speak. “Maya has found her mate,” he said flatly. I didn’t move. I just stared at the map between us. “So it’s true, then,” I said. “The bond has formed.” “Yes,” he said. “Lucien of Blood Moon.” The name rolled off his tongue like poison he couldn’t spit out fast enough.

Bob, momentarily flustered, complied without a second thought. "Okay," he replied. Suddenly, Emely pulled a soft-click medical lancet from her pocket and pricked Bob’s finger without warning. Click! "Ouch! What was that for?" Bob winced, nursing his finger. "Hold still for a second!" Emely snapped. "To truly draw a vampire in, she needs the most vital ingredient: fresh human blood." Emely took a single drop of Bob’s blood and carefully dabbed it behind Mya’s ear. "Perfect," she declared.