Novel & Cerita Steamy Vampire Romance Novels

Casual questions, maximum sarcasm. To cousin Lila at breakfast: “Any vampires hanging around lately? Tall, fast, good stationery taste?” She choked. “What? No. That’s Northern pack crap. Why?” I shrugged. “Curious.” To a warrior during training: “Hypothetically, if a vampire saved someone from drowning, would he leave a note or just bite and run?” He laughed. “Vampires don’t save. They eat. Ask the North. Rumors say they’ve got one.”

I said with disgust "Oh shut it, be thankful that I'm not getting into details of how he trailed kisses down my neck an... " "Ok, now I'm heading to my room" I picked up my bag and headed for the grand stairs, the last thing I needed to hear was how my brother and best friend made love and decided they had planned to make pups. I got to my room and immediately stripped out of office wear and headed to the bathroom. I filled the bathtub with hot water with a ray of scented products. The bath steamed with bubbles on top of the water. I slipped into the huge hot tub, I felt my body relaxing as I immediately slipped into the water. I closed my eyes and rested against the rim. I got out of the s

My breasts bounced with every stroke, nipples grazing Vincent's muscular and hairy legs every few seconds. The double stuffed sensation was intoxicating, a whirlwind of heat and pressure that set every nerve alight. As I rocked my hips down onto Travis, his length hit me deep, a delicious burn that radiated through my core, each thrust sending sparks of ecstasy shooting up my spine. Vincent's cock, salty and musky on my tongue, his girth throbbed against my lips, the velvety skin sliding smooth and insistent as I sucked him deeper, the faint tang of his arousal mixing with the lingering sweetness of the wine we'd shared earlier. The room filled with our symphony--the wet slap of flesh agains

he added, the sweetest smile on his face. But Cyrille was taken aback when the man’s fangs protruded from his mouth, as if in a vampire film, and she became even more terrified. “Now, let me taste you once more, my love...” Cyrille awoke sweating profusely, trying to catch her breath. She can’t believe what she’s been dreaming about. She enjoys everything about vampires, but that was the only time she was scared. “Wait, what was that? Why did I have such a random dream?” She kept asking herself, unable to believe what had happened to her. She felt as if she were in a bureaucratic nightmare that she would never be able to escape, no matter how way too obsessed she is with vampires.

Oh … His bloodied wounds hadn't completely healed. And even though they weren't visible beyond his clothes, the smell of his recent bloodletting was unmistakable. My nostrils caught the faint scent that I had become accustomed to; sex, blood, and werewolf. Shit, vampires were notorious for knowing when you've had sex and now they knew that we'd spilled each other's blood. Yes, I was not happy about announcing our freaky sex, but more importantly, werewolf blood was a delicacy to vampires.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

"I'm ready, Steve. Show me." Steve's smile was both seductive and dangerous. "All right, Celess. You asked for it." He took her hand and led her back to the main room of the mansion. Celess followed him eagerly, her heart pounding in her chest. She had no idea what was about to happen, but she was willing to take the risk. She was under the vampire's embrace, and she knew that there was no turning back. The next day, Celess woke up feeling like she was in a dream. She had spent the night with Steve, exploring the dark corners of the city and losing herself in his embrace. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before, and she couldn't wait to see him again.

Their kiss was deep and urgent, tongues dancing as the steam enveloped them. Victor's hands explored her, one sliding down to part her thighs, fingers delving into her slick heat. "Always so ready for me," he growled, circling her clit with expert precision. Elena moaned, her hips rocking against his hand, the water sloshing with her movements. He inserted two fingers, then three, fucking her slowly while his mouth latched onto her neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark she'd have to hide from Marcus. "Cum for me, Elena. Let me feel you tighten."

WARNING: Dark Romance, Dubious Consent (Drugging/Somnophilia), Supernatural/Beast Content, Choking, Spanking, Breeding, Marking/Biting, Light Bondage, Strong Language, Graphic Sexual Content, Creampies, All Holes Used. The morning light was a cruel interloper, filtering through the lace curtains of our bedroom. I stood in the doorway, already dressed in my woodsman's flannel and heavy boots, watching Lyra stir. To any outsider, I was the picture of a doting husband, but the memory of her muffled screams and the way I had filled her pussy and ass with my supernatural seed just hours ago made my skin tingle with a secret, dark delight.

The crowd faded in the background, and the only thing she noticed was his tongue grazing against her teeth as well as the sudden heat growing between her thighs. She lifted a leg and clenched it on his waist. He lifted her and walked to the circle—the circle of claiming. As soon as they stepped into it, every breath caught—the vampires, alphas, sirens, dark fae, witches—as if the forest itself had bowed. The crowd erupted, cheering, and the kiss deepened. Under the Blood Moon, the primal law reigns. Desire is not a weakness, it is a rite. His hands went down to her a*s and gripped it tight. She gasped, their breath hitting against each other. Then he pulled her panties to the side and took o