Sweet Blood Comic Novels & Stories

So soft, calm, and soothing while he can be prancing furious tiger at the office sometimes. “She is a pervert!!!” Mike purposely craned his neck towards Jessica’s direction and spat it aloud. Annoyed, still, Jessica didn’t dare to talk back and dug low into the sofa-a scared cat. Then Mike’s attention dragged back to Sarah and he looked down at the half-empty ice cream tub in her hand. “What is this?” “Mint and chocolate chip cookies” Mike narrowed his eyes “I can see that!!! How are you supposed to sleep with that much sugar pumped in your body in the middle of the night?”

Steve perceived it from where he was sitting and sniffed in the aroma, making a sound with his pointed nose. "Here you go", Barbara gave him the mug. " Thank you", he said and collected it from her. The young alpha salivated at the thought of gulping in the coffee mix. He put it in his mouth and swallowed greedily before noticing that it was actually very hot. Aaah, he screamed. "What is it?" Barbara ran out of the kitchen. "Ouch, my mouth", he screamed again. Barbara got him cold water and directed him to drink while he was still wriggling in pain. " You know it's hot, please be careful and take it gently", she advised. "Do you want me to add cold water", she looked at Steve Gillian straigh

"We are going to the grocery store. Joanna wants cornflakes and we ran out of them." "Okay." she took Joanna's other free hand in hers. "Let me accompany you." Without further ado, we walked side by side to the grocery store. Then Lauretta broke the silence. "You have a new boss, Jennie." Furrowing my brows in confusion, I stated. "I don't understand." "Mr. Stanley has cancer and he was flown out of the country to India this morning. The president called me to inform you to clear out his table and prepare for his younger brother, your new boss."

“I’m so sorry, babe. That sounds like absolute hell. But listen to me — you are so much stronger than you think. I’ve watched you pour your heart into that exhibition even when things were hard. You have real talent. And yeah, the video is everywhere, but it doesn’t define you. It’s just one moment. You are still Kira — the girl who stays late at the gallery because she loves art, the one who sketches at 3 a.m. because she can’t stop feeling. Don’t let them take that from you.” She paused, then added with a small laugh to lighten the mood. “Also… can we just acknowledge that Damien Blackwood is stupidly hot? I mean, I always knew you had good taste, but damn.” I laughed through my tears, the

“I can do sweet.” “Really?” The thunder from the last lighting finally rumbled. The storm was still several miles away. “Give me a sample of sweet.” “Sugar,” he said in a dark, silky voice. He wasn’t even looking at her. With nothing but his voice, he was melting her bones. If she didn’t get him up to her room— “Maple syrup.” Shannon blinked. “Huh?” “Honey. You wanted sweet, I’m giving you sweet. Chocolate cake.

“ He told me that he needs you more than I do that damn near made me throw my fists at him but I am smarter than that, I can sense that he is trying to get a reaction out of me and I am not going to give it to him. Not while acting like the alpha of the pack.” However, he didn’t look like he was at all pleased with just letting Mike go. His pace was stiff and he kept muttering after every sip that he took out of his coffee mug, casting him a sympathetic look as he added another teaspoon of sugar to his mug, she sighed. “ Do you know that you can get diabetes if you eat too much sugar?”

"-but i figured, why not spoil you a little just for one day? People don't get diabetes in a matter of a day right? " I shrug dipping a fork into the cranberry and coconut chip pie, holding back a moan. Oh, this is heavenly. "what about you? " every thing laied on the blankets are all my sweets. The boy hates peanuts and cranberry. He grins at me and pulls out his double chocolate cake with raisins "i never come unprepared. " I chuckle lightly, taking the last sip of my smoothie. It doesn't take long till we are both done filling our stomachs with excess sugar that I'm very sure would send us to the loo later in the day.

“How did you throw a dagger that is all silver?” “Magic” I laughed as I threw another one at Josh’s hand just as he was about to reach for the door. “Where do you think you are going” I laughed again. I sounded crazy and I loved it. He screamed as the silver started to burn the skin in his hand. “Stop screaming, at least you only got the dagger to the hand. Scott here got one to his nut sack. I do need to ask though, why are you working for this piece of crap? Brian would have looked after you in his pack” “Because Brian killed my parents”

Jesus Christ. She'd been cut somehow in the struggle; a gash on her upper arm was bright red, slick with fresh blood. And the scent and sight of it had sent her hunter attacker into a slavering fit of bloodlust. What kind of sorcerer are they? Someone who likes blood? His inner questions halted when he looked at Grace's eyes. It's pleading. Instead of going for the book, which the trio had no doubt been dispatched to do, the Hunter on Grace seemed rooted in just one thing—slaking its unquenchable thirst.

Then I sat back and relax in the open-air patio. Damn! This is heaven, I've been waiting for this moment since this morning. I slowly draw my cigar and enjoy the fine taste of the tobacco. My brain was busy thinking what did I get myself into. This sugar baby thing was definitely not my style. But I got to save my brother's ass. Me and my morals...Damn!