Movie Once Bitten Novels & Stories

We made it in about a minute, and Jillie rolled her eyes. “What is it with vampires and recklessness?” “We’re not reckless we just like speed.” We got out of the car and walked into the house. Garret and Kaileeh were cuddled on the couch, watching a movie. I sat on the loveseat, and Jillie sat beside me. “What are you watching?” Jillie asked them. “Titanic,” Kaileeh responded while Garret rolled his eyes. Jillie laid her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her as she began to watch the movie. I didn’t understand the fascination girls had with this movie. Not even thirty minutes later, both of the girls were asleep.

“And now you need to practice this magic, which you don't understand, on me as a test subject so that you can mind control Roanna into overlooking your failing grade?” Her blonde hair bobs a last time. “All those things are true, yes.” Hunter and Talon silently urge me to accept it, but there's one thing about this that doesn’t yet sit right with me: biting my arm. I sit back down, beckoning her with a wave of my hand. For the first time in a long time, she comes close to me voluntarily until she’s standing over me, her face blank. “I don’t want you to bite my hand.” I tilt my head just so as she furrows her brows. “I want you to bite my ear.”

"See? Our pup's adorable!" A mottled-furred pup blinked up at him. Right on cue, James gasped like he deserved an award. "Wh-What is this? Avril! You DARE betray me?!" His roar blew the doors wide open—wolves flooded in. Seconds later, the birthing suite was packed wall to wall. Camilla barreled in first. The second she saw the pup's fur, she lost it. "Moon Goddess! You filthy bitch!" she shrieked. "You TAINTED my son's bloodline? James gave up EVERYTHING to be with you—a Silverlune white wolf! Was that not enough? You went and spread your legs for some OUTSIDER?"

Suddenly, one of the shadows attacked the other person, it was a footage of Mallory biting a mortal, but because of the darkness her face wasn’t show clearly. “What’s going on? This not the movie.” The confused director said, who was sitting in front of Madison and Aleister. Aleister leans forward and whisppers on the ears of the director. “Just relax director, and enjoy the show.” Few more clips of Mallory attacking mortals was shown in the screen. Mallory is also becoming uneasy while watching. Later, a clearer footage was shown. It was clearly visible that someone is biting the neck of a person. People in the cinema started wondering what is going. Some thought that the wrong movie was pl

Worst than a mosquito bite and those bitches hurt. "Didn't anyone tell you that biting innocent girls can get you killed?" The next thing I know, this guy throws the one that bit me, against a wall with one punch. How does someone have that much strength. Then again, I just witness a vampire and freaking bit me "Now, next time think twice. Goodnight." He said and then he grabbed the guy's head and ripped it off. I was trying to get some air but wasn't working. I was dizzy from him drinking my blood and what I just freaking witness today.

’ “Careful, don’t get bitten by those bugs. Once you’re bitten, there’s no cure.” “Great Mighty Divine Palm! Kill them!” Alex roared while divine power streamed out. A golden Buddha’s palm the size of a hill came crashing down. Boom!

My babies will bite you and eat you alive. Abigail dimly noted that the purring whispers now seemed to be coming from outside her head. She felt a caress on her thigh, hot breath on her neck. She turned her head and was face to face with Lilith. Abigail recoiled, as though electrified; her mind instantly clear, the whispering spell shattered by Lilith's malignant grin. She sprang to her feet, staggering like a drunkard, her head reeling at the bizarre insanity of her position. Lilith's silvery tones rose to strident screams of fury:

The rain made the ground slippery, it would be so easy to fall and break something. She hurried closer. Her hand was already reaching for her phone that was no doubt drenched due to the rain. " Is he alright? I can...I can call for help...." The larger figure visibly tensed. Slowly, he turned to face her, and Maya froze under the weight of his gaze. His eyes—deep, dark red like fresh blood—locked onto hers. His face, a maze of countless tattoos, twisted into a snarl. Razor-sharp teeth gleamed in the dim light, still wet with crimson. She was certain something—flesh, perhaps—was wedged between them. On the ground, the other man had gone terrifyingly still. A gaping wound tore across his neck,

With a cloth stuffed in his mouth. He saw there were two men sitting on the high chairs. They were just looking at him but they were too intimidating. He remembered how much he cried for Adam to untie him, to leave him, to send him back to Stephen. Speaking of Stephen. Another wave of shock trembled passed his body. He saw Stephen was thrown on the ground. He was hurt. He was choked. And then he bit Adam. His eyes turned yellow. His fangs elongated. And he killed Adam?

A tall, dark-skinned man on the screen had a woman pinned to the wall, his eyes glowing red, fangs bared as he bit into her neck. Zara gasped, visibly intrigued. Bri smirked. “Lame.” Zara slapped her bicep. “You have no taste.” Bri laughed, eyes lingering on her. “Since that glittery vampire movie, I can’t take them seriously.” Zara giggled, then shifted on the couch, crawling into Bri’s lap like it was nothing. Her thighs pressed across Bri’s lap, weight settling perfectly. Bri instinctively moved her hands to hold her—but Zara slapped them away.