Rosario Vampire Books Novels & Stories

That's when I realized that in front of Aris was a glass sealed with what was surely blood. “What is this, dear Rose?” the vampire asked as the old woman approached. “Squirrel blood,” Rose said, and I put my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing. “What was left of the last blood you brought I gave it to the other vampire. He helped me fix the furnace problem you didn't solve, so I was nice.” Aris looked at her in horror, and as I started to laugh, a vision shook me. I looked at the darkness and flames everywhere, then I looked at us near a cliff and watched as I threw myself into the abyss.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

Sorah's POV. - “What reward do you have in store for me, Sorah, for letting you meet your dearest wild cat?” To my horror, his sinisterly seductive voice summons the intimate fire in my thigh and I latch onto him impulsively, the fire morphing into a tremendous scorch like never before. Sweat drenches me at once and desire writhes my being as I crumble into debris at the feet of the Vampire. “Is that your arousal, Sorah? How intoxicating,” I hear him rasp in my struggle to calm the heat of my fire. But it all goes to naught when his arms wrap around my body and our lips collide feverishly.

Placing the book back on the shelf, I walked down the shelves skimming through the titles of the famous books as I finally reached a dead end. Hey, Mr. Wall! How long have you been here? Can you tell me a few things about the First Vampire too? Things I want to know except the tragic love story? I chuckled at my self which was totally not sane after such a long walk as my tired eyes landed on a blue covered thin book in the far end of the last shelf. It had no title either. Curiosity got the best of me as I pulled out the book and to my surprise, a strange light flew in the direction of the wall as it vanished.

"You seem to be knowledgeable about things. For a normal human to calmly confront a vampire like this, you must be someone who has a collection of journals in her room to secretly learn about non-human creatures. And you must have already encountered one in the past that triggered your crazy obsession." Her forehead creased. "How did you know that?" "It was a guess." She was surprised. He wasn't only sharp but he could see through people without a sweat. "So it's really true? That you are a vampire?" Without him answering her verbally, he looked at him and his eyes that were sea-green turned to bright red. "A pureblooded vampire," she blurted. She had read that the pureblooded vampires had t

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

Pain permeated my entire body. In our desire to leave the castle with as little attention as possible, we’d snuck out on foot. We’d walked for several miles before meeting up with Jason’s warrior party and the horses. Now, we faced the dilemma of whether we should turn back and seek medical assistance from the castle’s physician or seek help from one of the locals who tended to the royal lands. Similar to Desolation, they were humans who were fully aware they served vampires. The primary difference was that Verso was invisible to Desolation, while Vampire Land’s castle hovered, in plain sight, over its subjects with formidable authority.

He was too lenient in tormenting me, unlike what he did to Danrious. Perhaps he's so furious with Kaelyn because she's Tita Rose's daughter from his first marriage. I walked down the hallway, carrying the books I borrowed from the library. The final exams are approaching, and even though I might be a vampire, I still need to study to interact with people. I looked at my arm, which was growing pale, with my green and violet veins prominently visible. Glancing at the clock as I passed by, I realized it was already morning, and I needed to hurry home.

I can hear Isabel scream, and I shout at Anderson, “Go help her!” But he’s already rushing towards her, snarling. I look at Beth. “Take him! Go!” I jump at the three men coming towards us, and my teeth are out as I pierce one of their necks. The deadly paralyzing agent that only vampires have injects into the enemy’s blood stream, making him fall onto the ground. The other two don’t stop, moving towards me, fur sprouting from their body. I tackle one from his midsection, making him fall back, and I stomp on his face before jumping off and kicking the other in his groin. Twice.

Mina said, “You’re a werewolf. Why are you reading that garbage?” “Um, because Twilight launched a whole host of awesomeness,” she said. Rafe chuckled. He was sitting a little too close to Rina than is appropriate. “I find I prefer Anne Rice’s works if I’m in the mood for vampire fiction.” “Who?” Elsie asked. “She wrote Interview With A Vampire,” Rose responded without looking up from her phone. “Ah, the golden age of Brad Pitt,” Rina giggled. Sue also sighed. “Antonio Banderas was yummy in that as well.”