The Vamps Smut Novels & Stories

"Jet, I'm warning you to stay away from Ranz and I want to tell you that we're done already?" " Why? Is it because of Vlahdy? Do you know what the first time I saw that guy, there's something different from him? I sense that he's a vampire and once that ill know his real identity I'll gonna kill him right away." "How dare you! How can you know if he's a vampire or not? I'll tell you. You will never know the real identity of Vlahdy. Stay away from him!" "No, you are wrong! Do you see this? This is a perfume I made it to know who vampires are. This is a perfume I first use for Moana. After smelling it a vampire will collapse for a second but will gain consciousness after ten seconds. It's so

No one could have predicted that the day would come when Malcolm as self-assured as he would become sweet and childish. “Done… Are you feeling better?” “Probably… But just a little! Do you know? Vampires like me are usually scared of bleeding. Because if we lose blood, this can affect our lives and health. If it's the lightest, I'll be dizzy and tired… I need to replenish my blood right now to prevent that" Malcolm says seriously, the man's face also turns extremely serious which makes Mia blame herself even more. After thinking for a while, she softly says to the man:

response. "You're the only one protesting us. The other girls were friendly and so much sweeter." David grimaced as Franklin agreed. “ so, please leave." I raised my voice, trying to keep up the brave act. Just seeing their face makes me to want to crawl under the earth. I don't know why, but vampires made me feel sick to the very core. It's obvious that they were using their charms and good looks to lure in all humans and use them as their personal blood bag.

Dad was not there with the police, the council meeting is more important. I’ve seen the families of the victims crying and cursing at the media. Although there were a lot of people, she always stands out among them. It was only a short distance away that I knew he was there. She always smells like fresh water from the ocean, that’s how her blood smells. To tell you, strong human bloods have different smells. They go with the smell of the ocean, then different kinds of flowers. Vampires believe that the blood with the smell of the ocean is the most delicious.

Come and get me if you dare. My hands returned to my slick, oil-covered breasts. This time the glide was obscene. So much smoother. So much more intense. My palms slid over my nipples, spreading the oil everywhere. I pinched them again, rolling the slippery buds between my fingers. A real moan tore from my throat this time. I could hear him too. My vampire senses picked up every ragged breath, every low groan that escaped his lips as he stroked his cock faster. The wet, filthy sound of his fist flying over his thick shaft filled the night between us.

When I did, he lifted his fingers to his mouth and carefully licked every drop of my cream from his hand. I felt bolder than I'd ever been in a sexual context. I gazed at him through heavy-lidded eyes and said, "Fuck me now, Dermott. Please." "Since you ask so nicely." He eased my legs down from his shoulders to splay one either side of his hips, pulled a condom from the pocket of his trousers before kneeling to unzip and shove the dress slacks out of the way. I watched greedily as he covered his cock - long, not too thick, but hard and full, flushed purple with blood. I could smell blood along with my cream and the musk of his arousal, and the combination was making me mindless - almost min

Through the whole transformation, I never released my grip on his throat or his manhood. "What the hell?" He was so spooked, his eyes bulged out, momentarily forgetting about the pain in his balls. "Who the hell are you?" "Your worst nightmare," I replied in a demonic voice, and smiled menacingly. My emerald eyes flared as I ripped his head off in one fluid motion. I held his head in my hands, watching his eyes close as his body twitched and fell to the floor. Vamp blood poured from his body, pooling wastefully upon the floor. Vamp blood is a luxury to other vampires. Like Dom Perignon to an alcoholic. At vamp speed, I ripped off his arms, making a dull thudding sound as I literally ripped h

They were enclosed by vampires who were snarling and gnashing their teeth ready to rip the huntress and his accomplices apart. “I have been anticipating you, Marissa Hunter.” Vadim smirked as he took a step forward.

The blood slid towards the edge but before any of it made it to her mouth, she lowered the cup again and groaned in frustration. "What now?" Mason, equally as frustrated, asked. "I can't see it, but I can still smell it." "Vampires are supposed to be attracted to the smell, why is this not working?" He wondered aloud. Harley cast her eyes downward, knowing that it was just as hard on him as it was on her. She didn't know the answer to his question. As a vampire, blood should have been a natural craving. Instead she was repulsed by it.

I watched as the long, muscular limbs strained against his pants, My curiosity was peaked. I tilted my head and asked another question. "What sort of vows?" Sol turned his eyes to me as he looked at me from the side of his eye. I regretted the question as soon as I saw the smirk on his face. "Marriage vows." My face heated up. "Are you interested in experiencing it with me?" "Stop teasing me," I mumbled. "What else?" He looked disappointed. "Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###