Moka Vampire Rosario Novels & Stories

“Who’s that? What the fuck do you want?” I nodded to Marco, who ripped the blindfold off, Ryan’s eyes blinking, wide with terror as they locked on me. “Moretti?” he gasped, his body trembling, his voice breaking. “Why am I here? What do you want?” I smirked, my hands flexing, my Glock resting on a metal table beside knives, pliers, and a baton. “Scared?” I asked, my voice low, mocking. “Not your first time in a mafia’s lair, is it, cousin of Viktor Salazar? Well, I brought you here to teach you—and him—a lesson. You fucked with the wrong man, Ryan. You touched my butterfly.”

Rose was sleeping peacefully when all of a sudden she started to feel hot. She felt something wet on her neck. Rose opened her eyes slowly and saw her mates. But that was not what shocked her. Her mates, Zachariah and Vladimir, were sucking and biting her neck. What I am? A chocolate? Rose thought in her mind. "Mmm" A moan escaped her lips as they bite on her skin softly, before sucking over the area, making sure to let her know how much skilful tongue they have.

❦ Rosalind ❦ I awoke cradled in a warm cocoon. I almost didn’t want to open my eyes, to preserve the homely feel of the musky-scented pillow under my head. Then the memories rushed in. The restaurant. My ignorant walk into danger. Viktor. Shooting up with a gasp, my head struck a hard edge, and a curse sputtered from above. “Cazzo!” came a growl. I looked up to see Viktor rubbing his chin with a glare as I scrambled away from him. “What the hell?”

"According to them, the Oracle met Alpha Marcus." "Why all of sudden?" "That's what I'm thinking too, My Lord. So I ordered them to investigate more on this matter and have us inform right away if they find out anything." "Good. You may go now." Lord Vermont is a pure vampire from the Roscka Ancestry of Fall City. He was known for being a merciless, dangerous, and heartless kind of vampire. He's been ruling the entire Fall City for decades. Roscka and Ruvia were said to be rivals in the Human Realm due to mafia affairs and in the Demon Realm.

Kissing me back before she pulled away to look me in the eye “are you serious Niklaus?” “I saw Rosetta, she told me that Verone had you…” Kiara nodded in understanding and the two of us turned to look at the screaming people who tried running out the door. They were screaming in fear and I couldn’t blame them, fired killed vampires. No matter how strong they were, fire killed them.

His pale hand now darkens and he felt his hand froze, literally from the inside and there was a small smile coming from her. “Not husband, murderer. He is a murderer.” Dante try to act strong but the pain was pretty unbearable. “Alright, alright. If you say so.” Vaisya release her grip and Dante’s hand returns to normal. He rubbed that hand and stare at her, “What happened to you?” “You don’t have to worry about that. I have an offer for you.” “And what is that?” “The extinction of Svitoslavich pack. Probably the whole wolves pack if that is what you want.” Every vampire in the bar stands from their seats and moves closer to her. When Vaisya turns around with a smile, they all stop and beca

"I actually don't want to fight with you, Rellis, but for Eve, I think I won't mind trying. I want to teach this bloodsucker friend of yours a lesson." "Oh, please!" Landon let out a bark of evil laughter. "What did you say? You want to teach me a lesson? How could you do that, huh, you mongrel? You almost died in the hands of Vienna and now you want to feed me with your goddamn arrogance? Well, then, let's see!" I heard a long howl and I was surprised. At our back, wolves started showing up! They mus

Rosalie pov “He's a vampire jauna,i know what I'm saying” pacing around, my room with a bottle of mountain dew, " i know what i am saying” she seats down saying nothing , just smirking at me, “ it's just one day and you are already worked up, calm down’ ‘'now tell me, what did he do”

Vanessa smirked as she saw those four vampires fight amongst each other. Alexander was monitoring Becca and his surroundings carefully when a two-hundred-year-old vampire named Benedict appeared in front of him. “Ugh, not you,” Alexander groaned as Benedict has always managed to piss him off just with his annoying face while the words that spilled out of his mouth were even more annoying.

Who ever gave them the right to do that? Squeezing the trigger, the old man fired, he blinked. The male stood next to him on the balcony. Below, the woman stared up at them, her beautiful black hair waving in the wind. The vampire ripped the shotgun from his hand. “What are you doing?” the vampire growled. “It’s a crime to kill vampires without just cause.”