Novel & Cerita Playboy Bloods

I knew his words were true. The Old World Neratomay didn't trust American vampires. Yep, even in the vampire world America didn't always get respect. They thought we were young and troublesome with our high profile vampire wars and continuing battles. Wars like those between the Bloods and the Crips were actually two rival vampire factions. And of course there were those hits on notorious and high profile human blood donors who didn't die from their impossible wounds. One such case was where a famous rapper had been shot several times and still lived. That incident was heard by an Elder level tribunal, and the rapper was forced to give up his fame and live in the underground where he still t

The fiery developments took place from gentle to urgent, becoming more and more passionate between two strangers. Body scent mixed with sweat makes a night of sex like a fierce and thrilling wild hunt. Like he transformed into a hungry wolf enjoying his prey, in space continuously emitted soft moans that provoked the primitive instincts in the male body. Holding hands, both bodies synchronize to a rhythm. Waking up in the morning, bed sheets scattered, two bodies entwined. Rian felt extremely numb, she tried to move a little, everywhere was aching, she discovered that her limbs were limited, unable to move.

I will sway you and make you fall for me so I can reap your money and make you submit to me. Looks like the King of Playboys is back from vacation and ready for a new hunt… *Playboy Theo had an evil smirk on his face ass he stepped out of the building to go get some coffee* *Well… things just got more interesting. See you in the next chapter!*

Mom? "Your father said you gambled with the company's funds" She calmly said. "And you believed that monster!" Ricardo half yelled while taking a step back from her figure. "I didn't son" "Mom, I'm a playboy and all but I can't risk the company's funds on some shit gambling, I'm not a gambler Mom!". He shouted. "Cardo, I know you can't do such, but you know how your father is, there will be another bloodbath if the lost funds are not recovered in time." She explained and walked towards Ricardo.

She drew a silver dagger from her belt, its blade engraved with the Hunters’ insignia: a cross entwined with a drop of blood. A body slumped against the wall, pale skin, two puncture marks on the neck. No signs of struggle. No footprints. Only a single black rose was pinned to the victim’s chest. Evelyn frowned. “The mark of... the Blood Cult.” The Hunters had eradicated that cult years ago, a fanatic vampire sect that worshipped the so-called “King of Blood,” believed to be nothing more than legend. But a black rose couldn’t be a coincidence. She lifted her sensor watch and crimson energy traces spiraled across the screen like smoke.

With tears streaming down her face, Leah started spreading lies about me. "Cassie Yowley, an employee at your company, is nothing but a vain, greedy, and materialistic gold-digger! Not only was she promiscuous and abandoned my son, but she even forcefully took his house and kicked us out! Now, we can only live on the streets! "If such a woman can be an executive here, then your company mustn't be a very good one! Who knows? She might even be involved with the boss, and precisely because she sold her body, she was able to attain such a high position!"

Every person who had underestimated me. I smiled, a cold, dangerous smile. They won’t see me coming. And then my phone buzzed, an unknown number. “Tonight, the first move begins,” a text read. I looked up, heart racing. The city lights outside reflected in my window, painting streaks of red and gold. Adrian was right. This was war. And I was already in it. The thought made my pulse race, fear, excitement, and something else I didn’t dare name. I was no longer just Nora Vaughn, the obedient daughter. I was a player. And Adrian Cole… he was both my ally and my storm.