Moka Vampire Rosario Novels & Stories

She gave him another look and couldn’t take her eyes off him. “How come he looks so damn attractive even when he’s sleeping peacefully?” She wondered aloud incredulously. She kept staring at the man and suddenly noticed the family crest on its bow, where she encountered a familiar symbol, she had only seen in classic vampire movies. “Why is this sort of scenario giving me a vampire movie vibe?” And she was about to check herself the ankh circa out of morbid curiosity, but when she touched it, something pricked her finger and caused it to bleed.

she snapped, her tone sharp and scolding even as she swallowed back her rising fear. “Let go,” he hissed. He snatched his hand from her grip, but Rosa was faster. Before he could reclaim the glass, she seized it and threw the contents into the sink, slamming it down on the bar counter. “I won’t let you drink that,” she whispered. Her voice was steady, even as her heart hammered against her ribs, terrified of the consequences of provoking the Mafia King. His glare intensified, turning darker. “Stop pretending you care,” he growled.

His wolf howled for blood, clawing at his consciousness, demanding release. "Easy there, Alpha," Pedro laughed, clearly enjoying Venom's anguish. "Save your strength. You're going to need it." "What do you want from me?" Venom snarled. His eyes glowed with an otherworldly light as his wolf pressed against the surface. Overlord Rosario pulled up a chair and sat down directly in front of Venom. In a situation where Venom was not chained, a single strike would have been enough to end Rosario.

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.

I hope to get out of here quickly. In other prisons and in another place, but far from the kingdom of light, in the kingdom of darkness, especially in the prisons of darkness, Rodri the priestess clung to the wall of the cell with horror and fear, and her limbs trembled from fear of what she saw in front of her, her eyes wide open with fear and terror, and she almost cried from the intensity of her terror, as she was surrounded by nearly ten men And not any men, but vampires, their sharp fangs visible, their red eyes like blood, and their claws raised in front of her, and behind all of them he stands smiling, and the smile almost cracks his face as he crosses his hands in front of his chest,

Nick repeated, venom laced in his voice. "I didn't do anything wrong, they tried running away so I called my vampire friends, Lukas and Flixus to suck a bit of their blood for breakfast. Wasn't that the kindest gesture from a demon?" Mario said nonchalantly as two akward looking creatures-- with greyish-red hands, long feet with pointy toes, pointy ears, a bald scalp and a sinister smile showing off their four long pointy canines-- emerged out of the blue. "Laxi! Covre nus promt? Liv harix gor kema Lukas," a vampire, whom he sensed was Lukas, greeted in an extremely weird language.

“Mom sent me when the city went dark. Said you’d need family.” Mamá’s voice was a sob, her body slumping as the river loosened. “Rosa, mija…” Rosa’s gaze softened, but her machete didn’t waver. “Tía, you raised us. Now we raise you.” She pressed the tablet to the river, code flooding it—Marco’s rewrite, but hers, infused with Puerto Rican grit, with boricua fire. The river screamed, thinning. Marco’s eyes fluttered open, silver scars flaring. “Rosa… you hacked it?”

I started to poke Romy wanting to know what was up, and why is he growling as well, he just kissed my finger calming down right away from me. When we got to the restaurant, the valet opened the door for us and we all walked in, as two couples, we got seated on our table and then the waiter came in and asked if we want any drinks, I knew this restaurant, we always come to, it's one that serves the vampires, humans, and wolves. "We'd have three blood orange mimosa, and one mimosa," he says ordering the drinks for us, a blood orange, code word for real blood and champagne, no real orange involved in the mimosa.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?