Romantic Vampire の小説・ストーリー

I almost wasn't able to stop myself but I knew I had to for her own sake. Vampires can see other people's emotions but they cannot feel them. We are naturally emotionless creatures that don't feel things. That's why vampires are one of the most dangerous creatures you could meet because they're completely merciless. The only emotion they're able to feel is lust. I have a few that I can feel specifically because I'm cursed to be the protector but others couldn't. For example the hurt I was able to feel when Maya assumed I was the one who injured her. I was her protector and she should've known that I would never hurt her in any way. Those are the kind of emotions that comes with the curse of

I barely muttered. "Such a shame. Leading you on without telling you must be hard for you." " me?" "Yes. You are different, Katy. I can tell. You don't want what other girls want. You aren't satisfied and happy with just being his keeper, are you? No, you want more. So much more from him..." my heart skipped a beat when I realized what he was assuming. It's true. "So what happens if a vampire and human does fall in love? What are the consequences?" I asked ,wanting to know so badly.

She made a vow not to date anyone until then. One-night stands and hookups were a different story though, she didn't see any issues in a little intimacy which would result in immense pleasure for both her and her partner. Vampires were very romantic creatures, lust was their language. Each vampire looked as if they were individually carved by the gods themselves. Nothing was ever out of place, and they held themselves in such a seductive manner. "No, I'm still looking for my soulmate, I'm not in a rush though, just keeping an eye out," she said, while smoothing down her shirt. The ruby eyed girl widened her eyes.

As he hurried towards the East Sanctuary private quarters where his date awaited, he couldn't help but notice that they were already running fifteen minutes behind schedule. In his mind, Lumiére fervently prayed that this lady was very keen on punctuality and would probably angrily walk out on him for coming late. He had heard that middle-born female vampires who had once experienced the privileges of royalty tended to be principled and carried themselves with a certain level of arrogance. Although it seemed contradictory, he secretly desired her to embody these traits. However, Lumiére couldn't help but feel a sense of disbelief. Except Reagan had fixed him with a low born which was not eve

So that really can't be it, so I lean up against one of the buildings just inside the town centre and turn inward "Romeo? What's gotten into you?" "I don't know! We are missing something... Something or someone very important to us...." "But who or what?" "I'm not sure, but I think it could be our mate... Our mate is here somewhere..." "Are you sure? I thought we wouldn't have a mate?" "Yes!... No!... That is the problem with vampires finding their mates. Some can tell straight away, like Phoenix with Scarlett, but others, they need either physical contact or we need to taste their blood. Their blood is always the key to knowing."

It was an exquisite torment, a dance of surrender and yearning. The vampire's fangs, unveiled like secrets shared between lovers, gently pierced her supple flesh. A sigh, laden with pleasure rather than pain, escaped Amira's lips, as if embracing a hidden union that bridged the realms of darkness and desire. It was a union forged in the alchemy of their souls. With each languid pull, the vampire savored the intoxicating elixir that flowed forth, mingling his immortal essence with her vibrant life force. The exchange was not solely sustenance but an enchanting pas de deux, a symphony of passion interwoven within their intertwined destinies.

she whispered, and her eyes fixated on Ricky. Ooh, I smell romance. Pfft. Ricky seemed embarrassed being stared at like that, as though the woman were undressing him through her eyes. "Hey, handsome!" the woman licked her lips seductively. She was about to step forward when another presence graced us. A tall handsome man with a pale face, sharp fangs, and red eyes greeted us. A vampire! "Oh, shxt! What do you want from me, Lexus Bloomington!" the woman in red let out in annoyance.

she said, looking up at him with that innocent smile. Dante’s jaw tightened for the briefest moment, but then he gave her the kind of calm smile only a father could wear. Meanwhile, I was shaking inside. My mind kept circling back to what I’d just discovered. A vampire. He wasn’t human. And if Dante wasn’t… then what about Rosa? Was she one too? The thought made my chest feel heavy, but I didn’t have the luxury to dwell on it. I had one goal—only one. To break my hymen. Everything else had to wait.

he said in one breath. "Huh?" I said still trying to wrap my head around what he just said and what it implied. " How? Well, that explains your scent and Leon's, but you are a vampire and Leon is a witch. Wait, you are a vampire, Leon is a witch how can we be mates " I kept on talking trying to piece everything together to no avail. " Are you done?" Rome asked before leaning and kissing me. At first I was shocked but soon enough I couldn't help myself and reciprocated the kiss.

If it doesn't work, then I might as well stay here with her until I petrify. It’s so dark inside that it feels as if the inky blackness is alive, reaching out to squeeze the air from my lungs. I stand in the entrance for a while, looking down at my bride’s greying face. My tears fall on her gently sleeping face, and I wipe them away with my thumb. This is not how I wanted to do it. Like every other vampire who imprints, I had all sorts of romantic notions and plans, and none of them involved a werewolf attack.