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At first the twins were confused of her question until they realised what she said and burst out laughing so hard it created a scowl on her face. "Kitten you're doing it again, you're over thinking it. Okay for you to feel safe, we don't eat flesh also we prefer it cooked and savoured but we drink blood. Most vamps tend to do it openly so don't scream if you see such show." Damian says after he calms down from his hysterics, crawling towards her as he pecks her lips.

Another figure leapt out of the darkness to where she was lying, picked her up and hoped away Earlier, Damien had gone hunting for blood. Damien didn't usually hunt for blood every night, a single person's blood was able to sustain him for a few days. However, ever since he crossed paths with Elsie, he has been strangely hungry for blood and never got his fill. He was deep in the forest, he picked up the scent of blood which meant someone was approaching. He got a feeling which wasn't the usual feeling the smell of blood gave him. Vampires, all vampires get crazy at the smell of blood when they needed their refill. They get drawn to it like a mouse does to cheese. But for Damien, his nose pe

The main hint of Turned Vampires was their heterochromia iridum. Brian did as she had asked, extending his fangs to their full length. "Oh, my." Miss Esme awed, approaching Brian. "May I?" She asked, earning a nod from Brian. She gently tipped his head, turning this way and that way as she inspected his fangs. "You seem to be a royal." Miss Esme said, a sly smirk sat on her face. "Defeat Xavier and I shall let you get throned." She said, walking away from Brian while Xavier joined him.

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

She was an extremely ticklish person. He turned her to face him and gave her a long hard kiss before pulling the blanket over them. *** Down below in the dining hall, Vlad, Hans and Thomas were sharing a bottle of Pinot Noir. Thomas had officially become Vlad’s number one fan after he found out that Vlad had been the inspiration for Bram Stoker’s Dracula. “What about Twilight? What do you think of it?” he asked, slightly tipsy from all the wine.

And he bit down. Amy’s scream tore through the warehouse, a sound of shock and agony. He held her for a second, then let her crumple to the ground, two puncture wounds on her neck already weeping dark blood. Time froze. Bryan’s face went from shock to a rage so profound the air around him burst into flames. “AMY!” Dracula wiped a drop of blood from his lip, his smile widening. “A vintage with… surprising spark.” He looked at the rest of us. “A gift from my master. We’ll meet again, children of chaos.”

Infact , the deep fissure that was enough to swallow Her and Ron whole was no where enough to even take a single hoove of that monster . " What in the world is that ?" said Chelsea with a deep breath , trying her best to not to freak out " Its horrible and What's this horrible stench coming in our direction " The closer the monster came to them , the closer it brought it stench of rotting meat with it . Soon the stench wafting over to their direction overcame her nostrils and Chelsea silently gagged . Gosh , when was the last time this monster took a bath ? " Its a minotauraus " said Malcolm unlike Ron and Chelsea he haven't covered his nose ; maybe being closer to the minotauraus for so lon

Maleficent the Glutton and Damon the Prideful stopped talking when they were greeted by huge wooden doors that would be the entrance to the exam hall. After the grand opening of the City Academy, classes resumed in Transylvania Academy as if nothing happened at all. Headmaster Kraken was back in business again. After the intensive series of battles, another headache welcomed them — a fucking exam.

Troy, one of the Lycan airheads, rushed to the front and stripped his pants down, holding out his cock, a limp thing with dangling balls. Biting back the urge to gag, I stared at the ceiling, wishing the ground would open and swallow me. "Get on your knees, ho," he ordered with a smugness stretched over his ugly face. "Come suck Daddy and swallow all my semen. Trust me, it tastes like chocolate and vanilla, better than Mr. Aiden's." The Lycans burst out into roaring laughter while others snickered and whispered amongst themselves. The vampires gasped in horror, wondering who I was and making my face on fire with shame.