Novel & Cerita Romantic Vampire Novels

I told him. A scoff left his mouth before he turned on his eyes. God, he should thank his stars that I am actually locked away here or else, I would have made sure he got the worst day of his life for scoffing at me. Rather than worrying about the guard did to me, I sat upright, wondering why Gaby had sedated me into a deep sleep and also, what do they want to do with me? For as long as I remember, vampires don’t take werewolves blood because of the connection between them, and same applies to werewolves.

"Mine is supernatural and mystery." "Am guessing you must like romance novels.... I mean all girls does...... " I shut the book am reading with a loud thud, cutting him shut. raising my head to give him a glare, I growl out in frustration. "I don't like romance novels, they are so cheeky and so unreal, I prefer supernaturals, especially were wolves. Satisfied." "Umh.... Almost." He smiles sheepishly. I rub on the tip on my nose with my fingers, massaging it softly.

I flicked through the pages to find if she had written anything about humans being mates with vampires. After flipping through the pages, my eyes landed on one section that caught my eyes because of the word 'human'. The section was tiny, a paragraph or so written at the bottom of the page before it moved onto another topic from the next page. My eyes traced each word carefully. She had written: "Even though a bond between a vampire and a human is very rare, it is not unimaginable. The attraction is as strong as between two vampire mates but one more unique factor in these kinds of bonds is that the vampire may feel an undeniable and magnetic lust for his/her mate's blood. Usually, this lead

Immortal Desire - vampire, werewolf, witch - a fantasy-based story with dark romance and erotica (you can take a peek at this if it suits your genre taste) - completed 2. Midnight Feast -werewolf - this is a little dark. I don't know how to say it. See for yourself (I like this so much) -new book/on-going 3. The Deserted Wife -TDB book 2 -Romance/drama -new book/on-going

He knew that vampires did sometimes get physically intimate with humans, but it was always a fleeting, superficial connection, one that ended at sex, and nothing more. They share no romantic feelings towards their human partners, only an insatiable lust to fulfill their sexual desires. Their hearts are cold, devoid of emotion, and their nature is cruel. They care not for the well-being of their human partners, viewing them merely as objects to satiate their desires. And, more often than not, any human who dares to get intimate with a vampire becomes that vampire's dinner afterwards. This harsh reality was all too familiar to Mr. Daniel, and he couldn't bear the thought of Pearl, a sweet and

Angel Caierre folded his glowing arms over his tiny chest. “Cute?” Spiky-Horn Caierre barked out a laugh that sounded like metal scraping stone. “Nothing about this is cute. This is a disaster, a cosmic tragedy. A romance doomed from the start and he is way too dumb to realize it.” “I am not dumb!” Caierre snapped. “Sweetheart, you literally asked if ‘I can’t deny you’ was a confession. That’s like the most romantic line ever. Even babies understand that.” Angel Caierre pointed a tiny glowing finger at him.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

He becomes the drive she needs to awaken her powers and seek out a better life elsewhere. The problem was that I’d read so many of these stories that I was doubtful I even remembered all the specifics of this particular novel. There were so many similar themes and tropes in these books that I would generally skim a lot of it, skipping to the parts that were more action heavy. Or the spicy scenes – I couldn’t forget that. Because what good werewolf romance book didn’t have a strong alpha man claiming a mate as theirs and making her cry out in ecstasy? I shook my head and tried to quickly clear my thoughts, not wanting to get too lost in the realisation that I was now living in a world filled

and made my way to his room in my pajamas. I've read a lot of stories about vampires before, but did I ever believe they were real? Well, the answer to that question is, when you spend too much time invested in books, those books become your reality away from reality. Whenever I heard of vampires, I always imagined Dracula, Hotel Transylvania, Underworld... but mostly blood-sucking monsters and violence. The romanticised vampire in fiction just seemed too farfetched, I mean, why would an undead fall in love with a human who's supposedly his only source of food, and ultimately, his survival?

But was he strong enough to dent two motorcycles with only his hands? I felt like this research was starting to drive me crazy. I could hardly wrap my mind around all the stories I’ve been reading. Most of the pictures were similar to one another with the same wounds on their necks and pale white as the clouds. It was like whoever had done this had drained these people of every last drop of blood. Opening a new document, I began writing a new short story. A story about a charming vampire seducing a young girl. In the end, the girl becomes a vampire and began “hunting” in the city with the male protagonist.