My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires Webnovel Novels & Stories

I was a werewolf but yet a human, it was amazing. My wife had already started her madness. I saw her eyes glow white and her katana illuminate as she charged and began to cut down our enemies. She was laughing and enjoying it. The mages were using lighting to burn. the vampires to ashes. Their eyes were white too and they were enjoying it. I had brought three mad women to a fight. They boosted my confidence. I watched my wolves slay the vampires mercilessly.

“How do you even know they’ll accept me, let alone let me lead them?” “Your marriage consummation was witnessed,” she said. “Don’t remind me,” I said; a little more aggressively than necessary. “What did I miss?” my grandmother asked with raised brows as she entered the room. Her long, slender arms were laden with fresh cut lavender. “We were just discussing Casey’s new duties as Queen of Prince Vogel’s vampire kingdom,” Gwendoline offered. “I can’t do it,” I said as I dropped, unceremoniously, down onto one of the chairs that surrounded the table and rested my head on my folded arms in defeat.

I could never forget about the fab three, you're all too fabulous for words," I told them sincerely and meant it. Thanks to Boris I learned that the female vampire I had terminated was mated to another rogue wolf that killed himself after her death. He had been too heartbroken to carry-on and I wept for them. They weren't responsible for the missing villagers either but would look into it. Boris explained that another group causing issues wasn't a part of his so killing them was wise. Boris smiled and opened his arms for the other two and the three went off to fuck in a bedroom upstairs. I laid my head on the couch I was on and listened to the wind howling outside. A thunderstorm was pushing

A sharp stench of burnt hair and flesh spreads as the fire eats the vampire woman's skin and long white hair. Belinda turns up the heat. I can see her body trembling with concentration, and slowly the girl gets the stone vortex to glow. Soleil lets out a bitter scream and kneels down. All three sisters are pushed to the limit. I can just look on helplessly and wait for it to be my turn. Martha has finally gathered enough soil for the pillar. She closes the connection and nods to Belinda. “Come on, kin ! Let's fuck that bitch off !”. Sweat springs up on the young sister's forehead as she gives it everything she has in her. Finally the mass melts and she sits down exhausted as the last fire le

I was standing away holding a knife and listening to my wife explain to her brother in front of every IronPeak wolf that our entire marriage had been a strategy and I could not do anything about it because she was carrying my sons. I said another prayer. Three heirs. Three sons. Whatever MoonBlood had taken from me on that road he had done it too late. The moon goddess had already moved. Three sons were already growing inside her belly. Before the encounter with MoonBlood, I had already challenged his seat and I was planning to get married because an unmarried he-wolf cannot sit on the alpha seat.

A woman in a champagne dress elbowed her date and hissed, “Is that her? That’s her, isn’t it?” “Gwyneth Montclair,” another woman whispered to her friend, eyes gleaming with the thrill of gossip. “She’s even more beautiful than they said.” “She’s unreal,” a man murmured. “Like she walked out of a painting.” “She’s his wife? I thought she didn’t exist!” I smiled inwardly. Let them look. Let them speculate. I feel like my head’s getting bigger because of the compliments. Among the sea of stunned faces, one stood out to me almost immediately—a woman in pink.

The witches faltered. One dropped her staff entirely, backing toward the splintered entryway with wide, horrified eyes. Elder Marlowe’s voice cracked above the chaos: “She wields them both! Wolf and vampire! Abomination!” Selene’s chest rose and fell in ragged breaths. She felt Rowan’s heat boiling inside her veins, felt Lucien’s cold precision sharpening her power like a blade dipped in ice. She did not know what she had become. Only that she could not stop it.

The rain hammered against the car window, blurring the entire world into a grey fog. Just as the cars rounded the mountain pass, I looked through the rain and saw the spot where Alaric and I had sworn our vows to the God of Night. Alaric stepped out from an old fortress, holding a wide black umbrella, his other arm wrapped protectively around Elise at his side. A pureblood vampire fetus grows incredibly fast. At only nine weeks, her belly already showed a slight curve. She wore a white gown, much like the one I had worn on my wedding day.

Her heart still yearned for the vampire and it imposed an obvious barrier to her getting home. No! She internally screamed. She did not want to desire the vampire in that way. She should have killed it before it could have killed her. “I need to get out of here.” she murmured. The breeze was drifting faster now and she could feel her body become cold. Her arms hovered over each other for warmth as she continued to walk, for sure that a path would show sooner or later. Be careful Nadia..her inner canine cowered deeper, sensing something sinister. With the scarcity of vampires in the area to tear werewolves a part, there was also a subspecies of wolves called rogues.