My Vampire Husband Is Trapped In Hell Novels & Stories

hurt you two just hand over what belongs to me.” He said in a calm collected tone. That pretentious jerk! How dare he call me by the name only my niece used for me. I felt my heart twinge at the thought of Olivia and then a heat of anger washed over my body causing my ears to burn. I just knew they were red and probably so was my whole face. That’s when I felt the warmth of a hand touch mine. I made eye contact with my husband and he gave me a small smile. Behind his eyes I could see the sadness. He knew we had a slim chance to make it out alive and this might be the last time we are together. I smiled back at him and I mouthed “ I love you” he said it back to me and we both turned our atte

I stated and glanced at her. “And?” she asked and I smiled at her. “And he met a wonderful girl before immediately married her. He was scared she will leave him and got her tied to himself because he wanted her forever. More than that he was scared of losing her like everyone else. Everything was fine again and his father already passed away way before and even his wife got pregnant. But then started a whole game of flowers, incidents and photos which pointed out of that wife having an affair along with his mom’s words. The past contempt showed it’s face that everyone does everything for money and didn’t want to be in the place of his mother. So, he threw that person out. But then tried to f

There was a short pause before the demon decided to speak. "I'm quite confused. The Adrian we met in the cafe, your ex fling, and the vampire Adrian that was your husband... They aren't the same person?" "Yes. Adrian Vladimir Tepes, my husband, died 200 years ago. I killed him. Adrian the pest Dracyul is my still alive ex. They're two different people." "Vampire Adrian... Did you... Have sex?" Aleister asked, making the maiden chuckle.

There was to be no deviation from the established rule. "The ruinous impact of shameless individuals knows no bounds," the man muttered, his face heavy with gloom. He had exhausted every measure to prevent the encroachment of the bloodthirsty vampires upon their vicinity, yet it appeared that fate was not on his side. "Evelyn? Where is my wife?" He asked again, his voice laced with urgency. The mere thought of his beloved wife falling into the clutches of the undead sent shivers down his spine. The very notion was enough to make his blood run cold.

God, I don’t want to see his face again, but he’s my husband, so I believe I am going to be seeing his face again. Oh, my Gods. Victor Dragomire is my husband. I stop in my tracks, and I wince when I receive a sharp pain in my head, and I feel something coming off my nose. I touch my nose, and I look at my fingers to see blood. But that is the least of my problems because I can hear something behind me. I turn around slowly to see vampires. The ones that attacked us when we were coming here. The ones with the red eyes and large, sharp teeth.

The Vampire Prince was still seated, watching us. His eyes glinted. I could see bruise marks covering parts of his exposed skin. He looked like he had been beaten by the claws of a beast. Then, letting a sigh escape his lips, he continued, "Maybe that’s what you’re telling yourself to feel less guilty. Well, don’t bother, as your husband is already having fun in a different pack—with a different woman." George? My husband? No, Dexter must be making this up. "Uhm, what’s that her name again?" he snapped his fingers, his eyes closed before they shot open almost immediately. "Irikah," he smiled at his reveal.

And for the sake of everything, Shada had to protect the fact that Demian was a vampire. Ever since Shada had told her about the dream and the kissmark, and after giving her the advice to open the door, Ruth hadn't really asked about Demian anymore. Even after Demian confessed to being a vampire, Shada had not told Ruth about it. If Ruth had arrived earlier than Shada, she might have been afraid of Demian. "Hmm... yes, Ruth. I'm going home now." Shada replied while glancing at Max who was now glaring at her in disbelief. She immediately hung up the phone stiffly.

“No, but…why don’t you just make me and leave me? Then you can go be with your love.” “I can’t do that. When a male vampire takes a bride, she becomes his…I can’t explain it, I’ve never experienced it myself, I’ve only seen it and heard the stories.” “Oh, you’ve never made…” “Never.” “I have one last question." "Be quick about it." He sounded impatient, and kept looking at his watch. Will it hurt?” “Yes,” he said bluntly.

"If that's so I really have to get down to the reason why I'm here in the first place. I will take everything you own including your wife. You see I saw her one time while going on a walk in New Bever. She looked very ravishing and beautiful that instant I wanted to take her. But she wasn't quite easy to grab so I decided to go the other way to being gentle. And It didn't go well either so now that she is here, I have come to take here. But the only problem I have is that she is your wife and she has bored you a child. But I don't care, I will take her and end you. Now down to my main objective...," "Do you think I have a day here?, I don't have any time to waste," I gritted my teeth growing

She gave him another look and couldn’t take her eyes off him. “How come he looks so damn attractive even when he’s sleeping peacefully?” She wondered aloud incredulously. She kept staring at the man and suddenly noticed the family crest on its bow, where she encountered a familiar symbol, she had only seen in classic vampire movies. “Why is this sort of scenario giving me a vampire movie vibe?” And she was about to check herself the ankh circa out of morbid curiosity, but when she touched it, something pricked her finger and caused it to bleed.