روايات وقصص ضمن The Best Adult Vampire Romance Books

"I should have realized. You have the temper of a redhead." She gave him a wry look. "I had every right to be furious." He shrugged. "Vampire sex is overrated. This…" He glanced down at his fingers entwined in her curls. "This is much better." He slipped a finger into the moist cleft. With a gasp, she started. "Oh God, what you do to me." She pressed a hand to her chest as if to ease her breathing. "You don't… make me react like this, do you? I mean, last night, when you were in my head…"

His large, light brown eyes opened wide, and as she watched him, they changed color to a light green. Caitlin sat up straighter, and saw that her glass of red wine was still full. She took a sip, and it warmed her. She hadn’t eaten in a while, and went right to her head. She saw the other plastic glass sitting there, and she remembered her manners. “Can I pour you some?” she asked, then added, nervously, “that is, I mean, I don’t know if you drink—” He laughed. “Yes, vampires drink wine, too,” he said with a smile, and came over and held the glass while she poured.

Damon Thorn—CEO of Thorn Media, secretive billionaire, literal walking god in human form—had kissed me like I was air and he’d been holding his breath his entire life. I leaned back in my seat as he paid the bill, barely able to string a full thought together. He confirmed what I’d been feeling since I walked into that glass tower. This connection. This pull. He felt it too. And then, out of nowhere, he’d asked me the weirdest question. “Do you know anything about werewolves?” It came out of nowhere. But it didn’t feel like a joke. I’d laughed it off at the time, but now—sitting beside him in his sleek black car, the city lights fading behind us—I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

I gently raised my head away from his shoulder, and that seemed to have drawn his attention. “You're awake". He said and I nodded. His eyes went towards my chest and even though I knew he wanted to see if my wounds were healed, I used the jacket to cover myself up shyly. I heard him sigh before looking forward. It didn't take long before we finally got to the Royal blood pack, the pack of lycans. The creatures that are ten times bigger, faster, stronger, and smarter than normal werewolves. This was it, I was finally away from the Golden pack, away from my dad and sister for life.

"Yes! Kill her, my bloodthirsty little servant!" "Give her to me!" She could only turn to stare up at Nicholas again, her vision blurring and distorting as her head continued to swim. Battling between reality and unconsciousness. The vampire simply stared her down. Gazing at her drained and almost lifeless expression. Hearing those sluggish and slowing heartbeats. Her wheezing breaths. There was so much blood pooling somewhere close by. He could feel the potent scent of it. Its mouthwatering aroma. He wanted to slurp it. Lick every last single drop of it. It smelled so incredibly delicious. Unlike anything he'd ever smelt before.

"She was the one who told me what werewolves were really called and why they decided to do such things." "According to the story, werewolves attack part of humans to blood beings, to..." he nodded. "That's a falsehood that writers accommodated to their whim. The truth is that the Unticinak are beings that protect the blood beings. They don't have that much difference from all of them, Elijah. Both the Unticinak and the vampires are souls that remain attached to the same being to whom they were sold." "He doesn't say that in any book. I'm disappointed that they lie like that," Za laughed a little at his indignation. "That doesn't make me laugh."

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

I barely muttered. "Such a shame. Leading you on without telling you must be hard for you." " me?" "Yes. You are different, Katy. I can tell. You don't want what other girls want. You aren't satisfied and happy with just being his keeper, are you? No, you want more. So much more from him..." my heart skipped a beat when I realized what he was assuming. It's true. "So what happens if a vampire and human does fall in love? What are the consequences?" I asked ,wanting to know so badly.

But I saw it. She turned, finally looked at me. Eyes dark. Careful. “I don’t know what you mean.” “Oh come on.” I pushed off the bed, walked over, grabbed a cookie even though I wasn’t hungry. “Christopher. The quiet one with the hood and the murder stare. He’s a vampire, right? Don’t lie. I already know.” Nicole’s jaw went tight. “You shouldn’t talk about things you don’t understand.” “So that’s a yes.” I took a bite of the cookie. Chocolate chip. Good, actually. “He saved me once. From drowning. Left me a note. Then another one. And now he’s acting like I’m the one who bit him. What’s his deal?”

He held up the book so I could see how much of it he had read. “You’re reading my vampire romance?” Obviously, I knew this already, but I still couldn’t believe he actually had it in his hands. I was more than a little embarrassed. “Well, yeah,” Brandon said, pulling it away from me. “Fangs of Love by Amber Rose. It’s really quite interesting. I’m doing research.” He said it in an overly romanticized voice and I could feel my face turning red. “Just give it here,” I whispered, reaching for it again. He held it just out of my reach.