My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires. Novels & Stories

said Adrienne finishing her cantaloupe. She looked at Carissa’s pale blue eyes and asked straightforwardly. “Do you hate me, Carissa?” Carissa looked back at her, startled by her question. “Why do you ask that, milady? Of course, I don’t hate you, Lady Mallory.” She answered honestly. “Well, I’m glad about that, Carissa,” said Adrienne giving her a genuine smile. “Because almost all the entire staff aside from you and Alaric are rather cold to me. An ordinary witch was chosen by a deadly vampire to marry. They must prefer a noble vampiress to rule over them. Just like their own kind.”

He turned to look at Damien Damien was one irresponsible vampire that cared not for the life of anyone. Damien's hands were soaked in thousands of people's blood. He literally killed for fun. Watching Damien care for a life for the first time in his existence made Alden question what his connection with the lady was "Bring her" Alden replied and walked out of the room. Damien carried Elsie and followed Alden into another room which had medical instruments in it

Laughter emanates from them like this is fun for them. I hear their footsteps before I see them, they are three in total. Dressed in long capes. I see a logo on their shirt. I decipher it immediately; a wolf being beheaded. I know Eligio mentioned something about him not being alone in this but I didn’t expect this. "A vampire in the den of the wolves," one of them smirks. I am angry right now. So angry that I am one of them, that I am a vampire. I have never hated being a vampire as much as I do at this moment.

I watched as a light frown grew on her face while she looked back and forth in her bedroom making me smile lightly in amusement. Amaya: How can you see me? Is it a special power for vampires? The small amount of knowledge she has of vampires was kinda cute. Of course, she just learned about our existence today but still. Me: No, look outside of your window. She turned her head towards the window searching for me. It took a little time before she finally spotted me and smiled. She walked towards me and opened the window. "What are you still doing here?" She whispered. "I'm guarding you."

Elle said, waving them forward. The three of them were very flattered by her compliment, and it was definitely true. They were three of our best. We watched as their gazes locked on three women. Jaylon’s eyes landed on Daria, and the sweetest smile graced his face. Jonathan apparently mated to a sweet nineteen-year-old who had many interesting adjectives to describe the sadistic vampires.

Her body is more lean and thin, but I wouldn’t underestimate her. Not only was the dinner situation unexpected, but my wolf paced restlessly in my mind. Alora, my beautiful reddish-brown furred wolf, mumbled under her breath constantly. She mentioned mates but then acted confused and said they weren’t mates. I definitely felt a pull to both of the strangers, but it was weak. I agree with Alora’s confusion. The guy was a vampire and the woman smelled like a human yet not, code for witch in my senses. There is no way I could been mated to either one of them, never mind both!

At its tip, a gemstone the color of arterial blood. He stood at the center of the corridor, dead still. Dylan stopped. The girl whimpered against his chest. "Aurelian." Dylan's voice came out barely above a whisper. The blood left my hands. Aurelian Ashbourne. The Vampire King. The man who walked out of my house when I was six years old and left three bodies behind him. "It seems you're quite familiar with me." His voice was low and warped, wrapped in the same distortion as his face.

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

So numb. People say the Triplet Alphas are descendants of the moon goddess—but with vampiric traits. Extremely stronger than all Alphas combined. They had the power of a god. They'd burnt down packs with just a flick of their fingers. Killed people like it was a hobby. From the rumors, all their previous wives had died strangely. No one knew the cause of their death. All three of them. Some say they were fucked to death, unable to take them all—and the thought of that alone sent cold shivers running down my spine. Shivers that felt disturbingly like anticipation.

It's just that, if that place is already aged because of it being built for years, this coliseum that everyone is at always feels so newly built or to be precise, well maintained. But the size of this place didn't lessen the reason to admire the twin's beauty. Especially the lady who is known for killing demons especially from the recent succubi/incubi incident that really pissed the lady off. She is also known to be the most beautiful woman in this generation which justifies why she became Damian, the current Underworld King's wife. She stands tall and proud with her flowing vermilion red hair that matches her crimson blood eyes. She is a very slim and sexy beauty that does not and will not