Spike Buffy Vampire Slayer Novels & Stories

was his reply. The best was yet to come. Apparently my, oh-so-yummy Nevi Sharpe was a blood sucking vampire. Sexy, hot, mister “A” list man of my dreams, was not even a man. According to crazy Geoffrey Jenkins, he was the devil’s spawn. Hearing this last bit of information tipped the scale of my patience and I blew my stack.

"Next time, you're coming with me to care for my mom." "And miss out killing a vampire named Spyke." "Like from Buffy?" she asked, arching an eyebrow. "With a Y not an I." "You're kidding?" Abigail laughed. "Don't distract me. I am horny, and you are not killing the mood with talk of ridiculous vampire names." "Deal," Damien agreed before his lips sucked at her neck. "Oh, I need you to eat me out," Abigail moaned. "I've been so wet waiting for your flight to land and for you to get home. It was so hard not taking care of myself."

“Darren, if I can fight, I can walk. And IF I get tired, then I will tell Spike and Baloo to bring me back to rest.” “Baloo?” Ivan snorted. “Spike, the fuck?” Finn curled his lips up in repulsion. “At least give me Dracula.” He clicked his tongue. “I didn’t think categorizing you as Spike would be a bad thing. I used to have a crush on him.” I pursed my lips with a smile as Darren pulled me to his chest. “So, you think I’m cute?” Finn just had to provoke Darren. He growled, snapping his head toward him.

"Ok. It's just, you seemed scared of him yesterday, or something." For crying out loud, why did she have to be so bloody perceptive all the damn time? "It's nothing. Let's get back to this." I pointed back to her paper, and we got through the rest of her work. We followed our normal pattern of heading back to her dorm room to watch a few episodes of Buffy. We were in the second season now, and I was being introduced to the delicious evil of Spike and Drusilla. The sensuality of the pair was almost palpable through the TV. Why the hell couldn't I ever feel like that?

incase you need to use to to protect yourself?; she nodded taking out to sharp looking daggers from her right boot, than placed them back inside them, nodding i agreed with her, she looked bad ass but the messy bun didn't look right in her head, so i said screw it and placed it into a ponytail, she looked better without the one on top of her head, she looked like a badass chick, “Alright your ready mom, i think dad is going to like what your wearing, we heading downstairs to where my dad was waiting for us with uncle Spike and Grandpa Hawk, they were just wearing regular clothes, they didn't have to try hard to look scary because they look scary, If you ever met Spike, you would probably wa

Spike had looked perfectly fine yesterday, and now…he was dead. “Help!” I called out to the guard stationed at the top of the stairs, and when no one answered, I yelled again. “Help! Please! I need help down here!” No one came to my aid, so I decided to go get someone myself. Spike couldn’t be dead. He was my biggest hope and my only chance to get a cure to this dreadful illness. When I turned to head down the corridor, I suddenly slammed right into someone. The force of it coupled with the surprise almost made me scream.

After Derek and I sat down, Robert called the meeting to order. "This is a discussion of the events of November 23rd. On that date, Ms. Elizabeth Summers, now known as Kimberly Sparks, was attacked by a vampire. David Jones and Derek Michael intervened during the attack on Ms. Sparks and in the process, turned her into one of us. We are here to determine if their actions that night were appropriate." "Ms. Sparks, would you please come forward?" I looked at Derek and stood, wiping my sweaty palms on my jeans as I walked to the chair and sat facing the Council.

“Don’t be too surprised, Drake. You have to be strong and go to the training area where Mom and Dad are.” “Why? Is there something wrong? What happened?” I asked continuously. Spencer is also not the type who became too emotional and the way he talked seemed like something serious came up. I quickly stood up from the swivel chair and immediately took my coat on the rack. Even though I still didn’t know what happened, I believe this is an important matter as to how Spencer spoke. As soon as I already wore my coat, I heard Spencer speak. “It’s about Virginia… She was bitten by a vampire and it’s not just an ordinary vampire. It is a sire…”

The spire cracks—fissures spreading lightning-fast. Core exposed—pulsing vulnerable. I dive straight in. **Abyssal Canticle**—voice carrying through wards. Swarm screams—HP bars plummeting across HUD. *Ultimate: Swarm Debuff – ninety percent Resistance Down* Julian strikes the core—fangs sinking deep, draining the heart dry. Vampires tear it apart. Charges detonate. The spire explodes—black ichor raining, shockwave flattening lesser beasts. Nest dies—core imploding silent.

Buff was displeased when he heard that. Wilbur was looking down on him. Demi seemed intrigued. She smiled and looked at Wilbur. Spiritual flames abruptly ignited on Buff. A spiritual spear appeared in his hand, exuding a terrifying power. Spiritual pressure immediately spread in the office. He then pointed the spear at Wilbur. There was a soft layer of yellow radiance on Demi, which stopped the spiritual pressure from affecting her. She watched Wilbur without being bothered in any way.