My Vampire Husband Is Trapped In Hell Novels & Stories

Though someone may have complained about the lack of vitality. However, something unexpected hit Dante when one day, a woman came to his door with a child claiming that he was his father. There was no way that Dante would admit it because he didn't believe in women anymore when his mother left, not to mention the pure pleasure from fresh. But the DNA test left him speechless. The woman asked for quite a lot of money and left without any hesitation, she was soon gone again as if she never appeared. If it wasn't because of the child standing lively in front of him, Dante would consider all this as a dream, a nightmare. He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got wa

"Was where your clan head was!" The vampire shakes his head as he tries to claw the Devil fingers off his throat. "You don't need air, you moron!" Jonathan shouts as he slams the man's body to the ground. "Now tell me or I start ripping your limb from limb!" "He's in the cellar!" the vampire scrambles to get away from the Devil. "He's in the middle of-" "I don't care!" Devil bellows, killing the creature for wasting his time before striding into the building. 'Only a few hours left until...No. Not thinking that.'

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

Her arm was curled possessively around Killian's waist as he stumbled beside her as though his bones had turned to jelly. He was clearly drugged, disoriented, and confused. She was leading him out of the hall. My heart sank. Not today, Satan. Out of instinct, my gaze darted across the roof of the opposite building. There was something off about the shadow up there. And that's when my stomach dropped. Because there was a laser red light targeted at my husband. "Shit,” I cursed. My body moved before my brain fully caught up. "KILLIAN!” I screamed, and his head turned instantly, his eyes meeting mine.

Damon's voice thundered, reverberating through the air like a primal roar. With a sudden surge of rage, he lunged forward, his hands closing around Elena's arms in a vice-like grip. "I won't fucking get a divorce with you," he snarled, his eyes ablaze with a terrifying intensity. "You will still be my wife even after you are dead." Fear gripped her heart like icy fingers as she struggled against his iron grasp, her mind racing with desperate thoughts of escape. In that moment, she realized the true depths of Damon's depravity, and she knew that she was trapped in a nightmare from which there might be no awakening.

The elevator door slid shut before he could recover. She collapsed against the wall, gasping. Her hands wouldn’t stop shaking. Through the closing gap, she saw him standing there. Staring at his hand. Then at her. His eyes glowed green. “Run all you want, mama,” he said. His voice carried through the metal doors like a promise. “I’ll find you.” The elevator sealed shut. Mireya slid to the floor, tears streaming down her face. She’d just burned a vampire. And now he wasn’t going to let her go.

“People turn into vampires by forming contracts with the devil or by consuming the blood of other vampires. In this case, I believe it is the latter.” “Consuming blood? Did he drink blood from somewhere?” “Unlikely. Based on the wife’s assessment, her husband was a healthy young man that had no problems in life. There was no reason for him to make a deal with the devil. Unless he hid it from his own wife.” “Which means that there is a possibility, right?” Harun said. “That’s why I said it was unlikely. I can’t rule that out, but I do not think that is the case.”

Mindless of the water works that saturated his shirt, he planted a strong kiss on my feverish brow before beckoning Abigail, Luthias, and the small band of attendees to follow him. I didn’t understand why he was consorting with the enemy, but I couldn’t worry about it at the time. I was seriously wounded by my vampire husband. I’d lost a tremendous amount of blood and I was extremely weak. The blood he gave me stopped the bleeding, but not the pain. The effort of locking my arms around Geo’s neck was about all I could handle.

Lucien forced one car on him with a chauffeur so he couldn't refuse, that's advantage of having a mafia-vampire husband From the corner of his eyes, he noticed May and Luke walking hand in hand but since they are already in his past, it didn't matter unless they strike first. As soon as May noticed him, she dragged Luke while walking towards him “Jamie Von Nightshade, aren't you so shameless, you don't have a manager and you still dare to show your appearance in Bellion company,” her voice was clear but weak. Her gaze held jealousy and envy, this wasn't what she planned for

he trailed off, leaving the implication of the consequences hanging in the air. Fear and anger surged within me. My husband had always kept his dealings with this vampire hidden from me, and now I was paying the price for his secrets. But I refused to be used as leverage against him. I just wonder what freaking stuff they had with these creatures that I can't even figure out. Agreement for them to kill every human and werewolf out there? "I won't be a pawn in your twisted games!" I shouted, trying to summon bravery even in the face of my helplessness.