Queen Of Vampires Novelas e Histórias

Fear flashes through her eyes the moment my fangs begin to grow. She swallows hard but nods obediently, exposing her neck carefully. I step closer. The scent of blood immediately fills my senses. Warm. Tempting. I grip her waist lightly and lean closer to her throat. Then “Can I have a word with you?” I freeze instantly. Lila. I pull away from the maiden with irritation already rising inside me. “I am busy,” I reply lazily. I turn back toward the girl again. But Lila speaks once more. “It is about Queen Kiana.”

I can't— Then she saw her. Lysandra. The vampire queen stood at the far end of the cavern, her throne of bones rising behind her. She was beautiful and terrible, her black hair cascading over her shoulders, her eyes the color of spoiled wine. She wore a crown of obsidian, and her smile was a knife. "Elara," she said. Her voice was like silk and steel. "I was wondering when you would come." Elara forced herself to stand. Her body screamed in protest, but she ignored it. She reached for her paper, but it was gone, lost somewhere in the chaos.

So I asked again. "Who is she? The Queen of what?" He gave me a look of disbelief before he started explaining. "Contrary to what most of us believe, the one who first united the seven werewolf packs and ruled the werewolf kingdom as one was not a man. She was a woman—the Queen of werewolves. She was the one who built the palace where we're going to live with our pups. She lived in that palace for about seven hundred years with her lover, Andrew. Andrew was also known as the first man to become a wolf..."

She rolled, ran him into a wall, into his reflection of stone, his golden chair his grip never loosened. "Yee haw!" He yipped, sounding like a cowboy riding a bucking bull as he rose one hand in the air and locked his legs around her sides, his black hair flying around. Runa tried to clench her jaws around his leg to pull him off but he kicked her in the snout causing it to bleed. The smell of fresh blood permitting the air sent the other vampires in the room in a feeding frenzy. They launched themselves on her all at once. She kicked two in the face, breaking their jaws behind her. As she severed another's head with her teeth she noticed the King was also kicking then off her. His foot was

She looked ethereal, skin flushed, eyes half-lidded with building hunger, pussy still slightly swollen and glistening. Tonight she would be fully turned… and she would breed them all. Cassandra, the vampire queen, stood at the center in nothing but a sheer crimson robe that hung open. Her full breasts and smooth, regal pussy were on full display. She smiled with gleaming fangs as Lily was laid on the altar.

People scream, Volkov curses somewhere within the smoke and when it lifts, the room is empty except our group, and the Queen who is dead. Rue slowly makes her way to her mother, closing her eyes, praying over her. A tear slides down her cheek. Then another one. All of us silently pray for the soul of the mad Queen, and all of us comfort our friend as best as we can. Oloron also helps Elias heal from the wounds he endured, while Elias has his good arm wrapped around Rue’s shoulder. “We need to find Vecura now. She is Queen, and we need to put her on the throne.” Rue says, her voice hoarse and quiet.

Aaooo…ooo…" Griffin blabbered before looking around. ‘I know that answer already. Vampire Queen Lenora kills both vampires and werewolves if they fall for each other, mate or not.’ I said. ‘She can digest vampires with all other creatures but not with werewolves. I don’t know how many vampires there were in the past with werewolf mates, but the story of Queen Zendaya and King Benjamin is famous among us.’ I added, and the moment I finished, I found Griffin looking at me with a serious expression.

Fuck, this was nothing of this earth. "I did not invite you in," A voice boomed, both young and old. New and broken. Shivers dug their way up my legs, rattling my knees slightly. "I never thought I would see the Killer Queen tremble this much." A mocking laughed followed. Katharine's teeth were warped, like she had tried prying them from her mouth. Faint outlines of shadow created the illusion of antlers from her head. "What are you?" I mumbled, unable to fully catch my breath. The thing smiled back cruelly and I could hear many civilizations wither and die within each word it spoke afterwards.

This was the first time an ordinary human had managed to make them lose badly and leave in fear. "Wonder what kind of creature that girl is?" the werewolf asked his friends. "Maybe she's a vampire," chimed in one of them. "Vampires? Didn't their clan disappear in this forest?" "There might still be descendants who haven't gone extinct." "No way. If that girl was a vampire, she would have eaten us already." While they were talking about Leah, Liam⸺the Alpha King of their group overheard. He was very interested in the story of the human girl who had superpowers.

We could all smell her sexual arousal. The Queen's eyes were fixed on us, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and sexual desires. Her whispers turned to soft moans, her body swaying unconsciously to the rhythm. The scent of her desire wafted through the air. I could feel the heat emanating from her, trying to draw me in, she was a siren like me, but I was stronger. My men closed in around me, their movements becoming more fluid, more seductive. The Queen's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze burning with a primal longing. I knew in that moment, that she was ours, completely entranced by the raw power of our Mayan Vampiric dance.