Rosario Vampire Moka Vampire Form Novels & Stories

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

I reply, but he stared at me with amusement shining in his eyes. “Just stay here. I will handle everything.” He ordered me and kissed my forehead once. He looked at Orson, who nodded at him. Orson glowed with subtle blue light all around him. His eyes were pure white and his hairs were levitating in the air. My mouth dropped on forest ground watching his other form. “It will be the really last day of your dead life.” Rowan mocked them, holding a sinister smirk, and took his wolf form, breaking a loud growl and running towards the vampire with lightning speed. He jumped over the vampire standing first and ripped his head away from him.

the young woman whispered sharply. "Vampire," Black growled. Bianca's eyes widened. Her head now went from Rosy to Black. Then she shook herself and faced him, "Are you telling me Rosy is a vampire?" * _Smell her again! It's... strange... I want to take care of her. Why would I want to take care of the offspring of a damn leech?" asked Maska. However, the wolf seemed to have calmed down and was much less aggressive.

Maya jumped off the edge of the barrel, and in the fall snapped her fingers and [hand bones adjusting them again, and with grace, landed on the ground. Lucian returned to the hybrid form and felt the air enter his lungs again, although his chest hurt due to the injuries he had suffered, but he couldn't help noticing how hot Soraia was, especially in those tight trousers and the blouse stuck to her full breasts. Veronica felt the weight of regret fall on her shoulders, but as she looked at Soraia, she smiled and that smile tightened her heart. -God, what have I done? -I hope your police dog doesn't interrupt us," Maya said, referring to Augustus as she turned into a vampire, her eyes glowing,

That is almost unheard of. Dropping my shield, Ben and this vampire ran towards each other and embraced in a heated kiss. She was beautiful, with her exotic features. Mocha colored skin with long straight black hair. She was about my height with legs for days. Her body was of a model but I am sure she could kick some serious ass. It appeared her heritage was Brazilian. Her sky blue eyes gazed into Ben’s as the looked already in love. I felt a pang in my heart at that sight. I was jealous.

Marquis assured me. Marquis' voice was so familiar to me. I couldn't place it. I've never met a werecat before. I leaned into the crook of his neck as I climbed onto his back. I got a whif of his scent but came out dry to my memory. "Have we met?" I asked softly.'That's him! I recognize his scent... He's younger then when we first met him,' Moro told me. Glad to see Moro came running back. Looks like he sensed I wasn't dying quite yet. I'll scold him for leaving me later. I could feel Moro was tense now. I felt tense. I wasn't sure if I could trust them, now. "You're the vampire," I muttered softly. "Are- you a vampire?" Moro, you dummy. How can he be the vampire I met? He's a werecat.

In the midst of turning him, Makoto just screamed on and on, when the monstrous vampire was next, spreading his legs high, he was feeling more than the slap of skin against skin, slamming his testicles into his ass, for every strong and fierce thrust, in between her thrusts in and out of him, without letting him get used to it, pushing and pulling, holding his legs up. The more they talked about the attack, the attempted kidnapping, amid a possible rape and the countless dead, he became more feral and enraged. When he fucked him hard, non-stop, spreading his wings and tail, that time, he was the logo, a hybrid of a wolf with wings like a cross between a huge bat, dangerous, between snarling

Some nights are nicer than others. I round the corner and there she is—the little redhead—naked with her arms stretched over her head. The vampire demonstrates some sort of rope bondage thing, using the redhead sub as his model. Her white robe pooled at her feet, she obeys with a calm, almost blissed out expression. There’s a smattering of freckles on her arms and shoulders. Her chest rises and falls with deep even breaths as the rope constricts her chest. Her eyelashes flutter. The vampire finishes the demonstration and unties the girl, directing her to put away the rope and sending her off with a smack on her ass. A growl lodges in my throat. Fuck, I’ve been standing here staring for far t

He was like a wind when he went near them, you could not even notice him with your bare eyes when he does that, it was one of his abilities as a VAMPIRE. The criminal and the victim were shocked by his sudden appearance, they didn’t notice him. The woman cried, she was glad that someone came to help her, but she was still worried because she could only see a thin yet tall young man, she wondered if she could beat the guy who was thrice bigger than him, especially that he has no weapon. “How dare you disturb me when I’m not even finished and just starting to feel good,.,’’ he glared at him as he let go of the woman’s neck.

Marcus switched to his vampire form—a pale ash skin, visible veins poking out on the layer of his body, long fangs, pointy ears, dark eyes like midnight, a face like an animal, and longer claws. Kicking Anthony in the torso, he slashed the claws of his hands at him, slicing his throat and face, blood surging out of Anthony's wounds with pressure. Anthony bounced back and healed.