Movie Once Bitten Novels & Stories

"I remember how we went on that one rollercoaster that swung us upside down and you just started throwing up all over—" "Shana!" Lucas slapped a hand over my mouth to stop me from talking. "La la la. I can't hear you!" I tried talking over his fingers, but my voice was muffled. Determined to make my point, I nipped at his hand playfully. "Ow!" He shot his hand back, finally letting me go. "Did you just bite me?" I grinned mischievously, pleased with my small victory. Lucas shook his head like he was fed up with me. "You're watching too many movies about vampires. Before you know it, you're going to go around biting people's necks."

She glanced back at Tina who was laying on her back, eyes half closed and lips turning purple. "Spill it." "How do you treat a Vampire bite?" There was a long awkward silence and she could feel him worrying before he let out the question. "Who got bitten?" "It ain't me." She heard him let out a sigh of relief. "It's Tina." "Tina?!" One could imagine Zeidan rising from his seat if he was sitting. "Yes, and I got a hold of who could be behind all the killings." "The ninja is alive!" They both chorused and she wondered how he knew.

"Let me give it to you." "You're mad." "Perhaps." He stepped into her space, eyes locked to hers. "But if I'm right, you'll thank me in a hundred years." Before she could move, he leaned in—and bit her. Pain lanced through her neck, sharp and searing, but it wasn't the pain that made her scream. It was the fire. It burned through her veins like molten silver. Her vision swam. The world tilted sideways. She fell to her knees, gasping, clutching at her chest as something ancient and buried surged awake inside her.

I turned the table on her soon, and she started laughing too. We went back to the movie. I downloaded a lot of movies last night. Goblin, Vagabond, Law Cafe, and True Beauty We were watching Vagabond, and it was going to end soon, but Kelly had an appointment with Amelia. She takes her around instead of always being inside. Amelia asked me to come too, but I carefully said no.

“It’s gone!” “What’s gone?!” I had no clue of what he was saying. “The bite— the place of the bite on your neck, it’s — it’s gone!” He placed his hand on his neck trying to demonstrate. I touched the site of the bite on my neck and it was as smooth as if nothing had happened. “Extraordinary!” The doctor exclaimed with wide eyes. “Come on now, let’s run some tests on you!” “Shut... up!” I didn’t know why but I couldn’t stand the Doctor.

I will return for dinner and we will take leave for our honeymoon. “I was feeling a stir of hope that romance was what I would know. I felt important and free. We left for our honeymoon and every hope and dream of the tender man was there. He was intelligent and timely. He was proper and debonair. I fell for my new consort and we often made love. He took me to a healing hot water spring. He brought herbs and oils, poured them in and a glow rose as steam made an elegant sight. That spell made it possible for a caster to carry the child of the Bitten. And so you came.” “What? Are you saying I’m Bitten Born?” Ravens head swam and she started understanding. “Mama? Am I Bitten Royalty?”

Then he bit me. I gasped, jerking instinctively, but the bite was deliberate, scorching, searing. Pain and heat tore through my shoulder, and I couldn’t breathe. It was intimate, possessive, claiming in a way I had only ever dreamed in nightmares and fantasies. My body arched toward the pain, the pleasure, the burn, unable to resist the ancient call. “I ” I tried to speak, but the words caught in my throat. And then he was gone. Just like that. Gone into the shadows before I could even scream, leaving me trembling, soaked, and utterly confused.

I didn’t want to embarrass myself in front of him. “Kourtney?” Travis’s voice broke through my panic again, quieter this time. Do I look okay, given what I’m doing?! I mentally snapped back. “Yeah, it’s just a little warm,” I said, making an excuse while taking a sip of the coke we had gotten earlier. Perfect timing—the next scene showed the orphaned child biting into the neck of his latest victim, blood dripping down his chin. He turned to the screen with a grotesque grin, mouth stained red.

— This is the scent of reign. She staggers, dazed, her fingers slip from my throat as if my skin rejects them, and in her wide eyes, horror fights for space with disbelief, while all around, the spectators erupt into a cacophony without logic, some laugh until their voices break, hysterical, to exorcise their own fear, others turn their heads but it’s too late, they have seen, they have all seen, and nothing now can erase this bite. The circle breaks apart, the courtyard resumes its ordinary chaos, but I remain standing, bloodied, a smile at the corner of my lips, one more bite to my credit, one more legend being born.

“Of course, I will forgive you. Can someone please explain everything for me, please?” Looking around the room to the different sets of eyes, I wait for my answer. When it finally comes, it is unexpected. “From a medical standpoint, I will deliver my findings.” Doctor Harken announces with a newfound strength. “From your description of the bumps you had given, residing throughout your body, I assumed your neck was infected as you had stated. The details you had given were right on track to be an infection. I, however, had a different thought that fluttered to mind when I saw the placement and the size of the puncture wounds.” “And that would be what?” My voice shaking as Talvin squeezes my h