The Vampires Kitten Book By Keykirita Novels & Stories

“W-What? H-How …” Stumbling over my words, I couldn’t get a chance to complete my query. The Bastard Prince’s high-pitched squeal interrupted me. “How dare you, Shyla? Have you lost your mind? How can you order a vampire to bite me? We love each other!” “Oh, really?” Ignoring the list of that bastard’s queries, Kitten responded to him with a query of her own. “Do you think lovers should lie with each other, such as acting innocently after murdering her dad?”

I concluded. As we took our first step, a vampire suddenly appeared, his fangs bared, targeting Catriona’s neck. Without hesitation, I swiftly intervened, placing my arms between them. The vampire’s fangs pierced through my arm, causing Catriona to scream in terror. Reacting quickly, I shifted into my wolf form, tearing off the vampire’s head. I then shifted back to human form and rushed to comfort the frightened Catriona. As I held her in my arms, her trembling body gradually eased. I could feel her heart pounding against my chest as she clung to me, her tear-stained face buried in my shoulder.

“I was just testing to see if I got the spell to keep my Fae smell from bringing every fanger from the dining hall in here.” “Fanger?” Abigail and I said in laughing unison. “’Tis my new nickname for vampires. Do ye like it?” she chuckled. “On a serious note, I can craft a spell to keep the children safe when they visit here, but I’m warning ye not to let any of these fangers slip them human blood. If they do, your grandparents and I won’t be safe.” “That’s true,” Luthias said. “They’re too young to learn how to control their cravings. If they get a taste of human blood and then smell Fae blood, they’re liable to go into a feeding frenzy.”

I tried to shove him away as he was too far close for my comfort zone but he didn't even flinch. But what did I expect, he stood like a wall. "And what made you think I'll give in to you?" I ask, mostly in a whisper. He let's out a smirk and moves away. Finally. "Now I see you have a dirty mind as well, cute and sexy" he says and laughs. Huh! What does he mean?. "But that's not what I meant my little kitten" he adds. And how dare he call me little kitten. "I want you to babysit my child" he utters.

It was an exquisite torment, a dance of surrender and yearning. The vampire's fangs, unveiled like secrets shared between lovers, gently pierced her supple flesh. A sigh, laden with pleasure rather than pain, escaped Amira's lips, as if embracing a hidden union that bridged the realms of darkness and desire. It was a union forged in the alchemy of their souls. With each languid pull, the vampire savored the intoxicating elixir that flowed forth, mingling his immortal essence with her vibrant life force. The exchange was not solely sustenance but an enchanting pas de deux, a symphony of passion interwoven within their intertwined destinies.

“Nothing. Honestly, I was a bit mesmerized by your looks.” The man stood up and started to move towards her but he bit his lips before sitting back down. “I’m sorry for the inappropriate remarks. I’ll tell you what happened. Four days ago, Katya left the pack. She knew she wasn’t supposed to be moving out alone because of the ongoing war between vampires and werewolves in the region. Since she wasn’t going very far, she decided not to bother anyone. Her cousin Marianne was feeling so much pain and needed some herbs. The healer was not around so Katya decided to go and get them, despite Marianne insisting that it would be okay. A few meters away from here, she met two vampires that were prowl

he said and let out an emotionless laugh. "You know what happened to the woman?" he said which made me shake his head. "The vampires ambush her when she was on her way home. Since the vampire is much stronger than the werewolf, she got killed without the Vampire Prince's knowledge. When he went to their meeting place, a group of werewolves appear and told him how his love died in the forest. He was fuming mad that he wanted to kill those vampires who lay their fingers on his mate but his parents decided to lock him up in the dungeon as a punishment." I wiped my tears upon hearing it. They are so heartless! How could they do that to their son when he only fights for their love? They should wi

It was Riven, the young heir of the oldest family in the northern lands. He was the first vampire to reach a partnership with me. He walked steadily to my side, naturally forming a barrier. His gaze flicked over Kael’s frozen expression before turning to me. “Elena, I’ve secured the goods you mentioned earlier. We can finalize the details once you decide.” Kael’s gaze snapped onto Riven. His crimson pupils contracted slightly. The fragile certainty he had clung to moments ago was replaced by shock and a sharp, piercing pain. He looked at Riven, then back at me in disbelief, as if unable to comprehend how another vampire could step so naturally between us.

“My name is Lirien. And you just did something no one has seen in centuries.” “Which is?” I whisper. “You didn’t kill that werewolf,” the vampire says. “You unmade him.” My stomach twists. “The scream you released,” Lirien continues, “wasn’t sound. It was authority.” “Authority over what?” I ask. She meets my gaze. “Existence.” The room feels like it’s shrinking. The vampire folds his arms. “You are what we call a Key. A living threshold. A being born with the ability to open, close, bind, and revoke passage between realms.”