Thirst Book Vampire Novels & Stories

I take full control and start menacingly walking towards him. I want to break bones. I feel so bloodthirsty that I swear I might be a vampire. I want to taste Hermes's blood so bad. I want to quench my thirst and put out this burning fire down my throat. I want to feel it sizzling as take it in huge gulps.

“I…I…” “Do you know what? Only my Lycan is not the reason behind all this. Because along with my Lycan, something else. Has. broughten. Inside. me.”, I said, stressing every word. “Because of which I feel thirsty all the time, and it is not the thirst of water but BLOOD.”, Saying this, I angrily opened my mouth, and I was sure that my vampire’s fang would have shown its appearance. . #TBC

She held out her wrist to me and I could see the faint blue line of her vein. I could hear the slow, steady thud of her heart. It wasn't human blood, but it was something. My vision began to swim and the hunger turned into a roar in my ears. I hated her I hated Dracula. I hated myself. But the thirst was stronger than my hate. I grabbed her arm and pulled it to my mouth. I didn't care about being gentle. I didn't care about her pleasure. I sank my fangs in and drank, the cold, dark blood of a vampire filling my mouth

With scarcely a second thought, I turned to her friend's freak husband on the floor, seizing his unsuspecting form up and sank my fangs deep into his neck. As I drank deeply from his veins, the intoxicating rush of his life force flooded my senses, momentarily quelling the relentless thirst that gnawed at my insides. Yet, beneath the surface, an unidentifiable void lingered, a hunger that remained unsated despite the crimson stream flowing into me. With each swallow, the void seemed to deepen, a hollow ache echoing within me, leaving me unsettled and restless. I couldn't discern its origin, couldn't fathom why this insatiable thirst persisted even as I fed.

I hissed. "Nope. What is that?" playing dumb again. "Go look in the dictionary..." I mumbled. "Ooooooh but I love it so much when you act so smart!" He was enjoying himself so much while I was dying on the inside. By now Haydon was so close to me I could feel the heat from skin radiating off of him...wait. Heat.... vampires were only warm after they fed. As soon as I realised this, I shivered in disgust. "So who was the unfortunate human?" I asked

“The holiest of bloods. You must each take three sips.” Caitlin, Caleb, and Sam each took a chalice. Caitlin drank, taking three sips, wondering what would happen. She was surprised by how sweet it was. More and more vampires crowded around them, closer and closer. They all lowered their heads, as if in prayer, and began to chant. “…to resurrect another day,” they finished chanting, “in God’s ultimate grace.” No, Caitlin thought.

Chapter 5 Amber was washing her face in the bathroom when she felt her power. It was heat that radiated through her system anytime she met another vampire and again after killing them. This time, it was delayed, maybe because she hadn’t fought one in so long. Over 10 years when she was living here before and had her last run in. It was high, and it helped her heal faster and energize her. She almost forgot how it felt. Almost! She decides to jump in the shower to rid herself of the existing residue left by the other vampire. The hot water from the shower always felt welcoming and soothing. Then she felt it again. This time, the power was different and like a vibration. Her whole body glowed

He bit down on his wrist, sharply, and the scent of his blood filled the air. I latch onto his wrist immediately as his blood pooled into my mouth. It was bitter, metallic, nothing desiring, but something was weird this time. I am not a vampire, not like him, not like the monster but as I drank, my thirst for it just increased. I wanted more.

He was too lenient in tormenting me, unlike what he did to Danrious. Perhaps he's so furious with Kaelyn because she's Tita Rose's daughter from his first marriage. I walked down the hallway, carrying the books I borrowed from the library. The final exams are approaching, and even though I might be a vampire, I still need to study to interact with people. I looked at my arm, which was growing pale, with my green and violet veins prominently visible. Glancing at the clock as I passed by, I realized it was already morning, and I needed to hurry home.

The blood had turned sickly, a rancid shade of green that burned my senses, and I could feel my own body recoiling from it. "That bitch's blood is poison to vampires," I muttered under my breath, the words tasting like acid. It kills us. My thoughts flickered to Draven, his furious eyes, the way he’d refused to listen to me earlier. Too angry to even give me a chance to explain. He’d become consumed with anger. Consumed with what he thought was betrayal. Consumed by her presence, and now I wondered if it was more than just his usual obsession. Could it be her blood, the very essence of that human girl, was altering him in ways we couldn’t understand?