Novel & Cerita Romantic Vampire Novels

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

Instead of answering, Caspian leaned in, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. The moment their lips touched, it was as if a dam had broken. Their powers surged forth, intertwining in a dizzying dance of fire and shadow. Lily gasped against his mouth, overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensation. It was intoxicating, addictive in a way that both thrilled and terrified her. She could feel Caspian's cool essence seeping into her, tempering the wildfire of her magic, while her warmth seemed to breathe life into his vampiric chill.

The Hybrid's Daughter-Red Moon The Curse. It's a romantic slash supernatural story and it's really interesting. The male character in the novel is a werewolf/vampire creature and it kinda reminded me of the handsome blue-eyed stranger. They have similar features. Tall, handsome, strong, lovely scent and most importantly eyes of the ocean and he is the reason why the novel is so interesting to me. You may ask about my sudden interest in Werewolves and Vampires? Well the answer is Jeremy.

she replied and made her way towards the porch, looking at the two men for a while he followed suit. " Lucan" she began slowly when he was finally beside her, standing on the porch she had already sighed a couple of times. It was like the words were too heavy to come out of her mouth. " Speak Ana, what did you find out? He asked, almost losing his patience. Sighing heavily for the umpteenth time, Anarita turned towards him, " the vampire venom was laced with the blood of a werewolf and also the blood of a true vampire".

*Centuries ago, a time where Vampires, sphinx and werewolves lived together in peace, love and harmony, until evil covered the cloud of Transylvania* My name is Luther, I'm a vampire from the old world, I am over 400 years old, I lived in Transylvania, my father was the over Lord (Dracula) my mom was a werewolf (Tania) from Romania (another city where werewolves and other creatures live) but died 200 years after my younger sisters' birth, her name is Annabelle, she is 300 years old, I was to be dad's successor but everything changed when my father was killed, it was the day of my inauguration, we were ambushed by our own people, sects of disloyal elves and Sphinx, and it all turned out to b

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.

I've always admired her, but is this what I wanted? " Please do." I said. She pushed me against the wall and kissed my neck. I wasn't expecting that from Lindi. I thought she never liked me and here she is, kissing me like I meant a lot to her. And then I kissed her back. *** Hi, this is my first vampire romance book and I hope you'll like it. I'm not perfect 'cause there might be flaws. Also this book was previously named KISSES.

His hand shot out faster than I had ever seen a vampire before, and he grabbed my waist, pulling me to him, and making me whimper from the force of colliding with his body. His breath was on my neck, tormenting me, but it was far different from how I felt with Percy. Even when Percy kissed me out of anger or disgust, it never made me feel so -- so worthless, the way I felt now, when the Werewolf finally crushed his lips against mine. I did not fight him. It was obvious this was a lost battle. I closed my eyes and tried to picture my home. Juliet and Helen. If I tried well, I would not be present while this male did unspeakable things to my body.

Something within her leapt to meet it. The darkness was grainy, empty — gilded in small pools by candlelight and the thin shafts of moonlight that penetrated the stained-glass windows. Rose smiled, feeling disappointed. Wishful thinking. Too many vampire novels. Anne Rice and Freda Warrington had a lot to answer for. Then the shadows moved. The breath caught in Rose’s throat. Her mouth went dry with anticipation even while a heady pulse ticked between her legs. ‘Come then,’ she said softly.

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.