Once Bitten Twice Shy Novels & Stories

She burst out. "Um…" All the images from last night flashed before my eyes, reminding my senses exactly how it all felt. "It was painful…" I mumbled. "Painful?!" Martha called out, clearly disappointed. "B-but the second time felt better…" I smiled awkwardly. "The second time?" Martha smirked wickedly. I blushed, recalling what the second bite exactly felt like and then what had happened afterwards. "Judging from your expression, it was way better than just "better"." She chuckled.

Her gaze sharpened with sudden seriousness. “Show me,” she said firmly, her tone leaving no room for questions. I swallowed hard and slowly pulled down the collar of my shirt, revealing the small set of wounds where his fangs had broken skin. Lena was shocked again—for the second time in the last half hour. Her eyes widened, and she covered her mouth, the disbelief written clearly across her face. “Leeeena…” I whimpered, panic beginning to crawl through my veins, tightening my chest until it was hard to breathe. “Tell me it’s not a mark! I moved fast, he didn’t even get a proper bite in, it was just—”

I kept fidgeting in my seat, my fingers tapping against my thigh as if that would make time move faster. Ryan sighed, his fingers drumming against the steering wheel. “If you keep feeling this scared, your heartbeat is going to make me deaf,” he muttered. I rolled my eyes at him. "Very funny." He turned to me briefly, his expression softening. "Little one, calm down. You’re not even the one who was bitten. She’s okay." I shook my head. “I won’t believe that until I see her.”

“I’m just trying to make things easier for you because you look like you have a lot going on. You don’t always have to second guess every nice thing a guy tries to do for you or be hostile to the rest of us because of what one guy did either. Not everything has to be rationalised.” “Easy for you to say. Think of it this way: when someone gets bitten by a dog, it’s easy for someone who hasn’t experienced it to say that not all dogs bite. Even if the person who was bitten gets over it, they’ll always have that tiny voice at the back of their mind telling them that the next dog they come across will bite them, especially if they were bitten a second time after getting over it. The fact that you

“Is there something else?” This is my cue. Time to go. “No, no.” I shift in my seat, before standing up clumsily, fighting hard to keep my balance. “Well, unless you have the perfect remedy for rats.” “Rats?” He scrunches up his face, looking at me as if I was the stupidest being he has ever seen. Oh, wait. I am. “Yeah,” I clear my throat, wanting to get rid of the lump forming in my throat. “I keep getting bitten.”

His eyes quickly swept across the table, and he grabbed a pen with the other hand! He was quick. He directly bit the cap of the pen with his teeth, and the end holding the pen's nib plunged into his palm fiercely! "Ah!" Winnie screamed. The one who got hurt was Shawn, and the one who yelled the loudest was Winnie! "Mr. Wood, you..." She was incoherent in fright. In order not to touch her, Shawn would rather kill himself! How much she disgusted him! He was obviously under the medicine, but he could control it!

She just wanted to get it over with, not argue about it. "You're scared," he pointed out. He was right, she was scared. After being bitten by that vamp in her room she swore that she would never let it happen again. The ghost of the pain and fear she had felt, rushed through her, making it worse. "Damn it, Cassius, just do it," she snapped, squeezing her own eyes tight shut and thrusting her wrist close to him, hoping that she didn't accidentally punch him in the face in the process.

"Dobara Aisa kuch karne se pehle char baar sonchiyega jarur. (Think twice/quadruple before doing something like this again)" Shiv said and quickly discarded his pants and removed his boxer and threw it aside. His huge shaft danced highly in the air before her as she gulped down nervously and her cheeks flamed due to shyness and embarrassment, "What the f*ck is this? Why is it so big?". Without giving her a chance to think wildly to retreat, He hovered over her as He sucked her soft lips skilfully, pried open her teeth with the tip of his tongue, skillfully leaned his tongue into her mouth, and intertwined with her tongue.

"Okay, stay calm. I'll handle it." I heard the nurse talking on the phone. Then more footsteps run into the room. "Where are the pills?" a man's voice asked. "On the table," I said. "Got them. We'll take them for testing." "Thank you." After everyone left, I sat in the bed shaking. Rebecca had tried to poison me twice. Once with the vitamins. Once with the pills. She really wanted me dead. But why? The door opened again. "Elena," Daniel's voice said. "I heard what happened. Are you okay?"

“I don’t know what’s happening.” A low growl rumbled from his chest, and instinctively, my body shivered not from cold. His hand pressed against my back, pushing me closer. Every instinct screamed to flee, but every fiber of me was pulled toward him. Desire, fear, and something older, something feral, twisted together inside me. Then he bit me.