Thirst Book Vampire Novels & Stories

I shouted back as I filled the glass up again, I drank the glass in one go and once again my thirst was not quenched, Damon came behind and held me, his chin resting on my head "How do you feel?" he almost whispered "I'm fine" I turned in his arms and looked into his eyes, his hand touched my face, as he looked into my eyes, I tried to show him I was really fine "But, I'm really thirsty, I've already drank two glasses of water, but I'm still thirsty" I got a little quiet near the end as I felt a pain in my mouth, it wasn't bad, the pain, it was just a sharp pain almost like a needle but his hand on my cheek was doing something to me, I held the hand in place as I turned my face a little to k

It wasn’t clear to me why I felt a twinge of guilt, just seeing it. “Chasing down the Vampire. Stopping the reign of blood.” She read, pointing to the title, and subtitle. “Oh. What’s it about?” I asked, a little awkwardly. “It’s a vampire who suddenly went crazy after tasting blood for the first time.” She replied, and I scoffed. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” I said, snatching the book from her hands.

No wonder some people get addicted to it. The memory of what happened last night makes me shudder, and I try not to think of those men's threats. Now I just want to enjoy being alone for the first time in a while, so I go down to the library and search for something to read. There's an entire shelf dedicated to novels about vampires, which is amusing to find inside a vampire's library, so I pick one called Carmilla and settle down in an armchair. I'm ten pages into it when the door opens abruptly.

I took all the courage and spoke, "B-but what more strange happened than I died that night, and I'm still alive right now?!" My chest moved ups and downs. I can feel something boiling inside me, but I choose not to leaked it out more. Killix combed his messy hair as he looked at me, straight to my eyes. "A human blood can be supposed to quench a vampire thirst. But they died, we tried to revive them, but what comes more strange was that... they vanished on the thin air, not even leaving any remnants behind. "

a silence was created, the severity of the revelation "a creature living on death…a vampire." The nun opened one of the books lying on top of the table, and with two swift motions, she encouraged them to see the contents of it: the pages contained detailed explanations of the vampires, some drawings of them tho just to demonstrate the appearance and an example of how their fangs look and work. While Thomas and Elizabeth perused through the book the sister continued "Vampires drink the blood of the living to sustain their existence, few things can slow them down, and even less kill them. Their nature is to be astute, fast, unflinching and violent."

dius said She stared and felt herself sink a whole foot the cold of the water making her gasp but she didnt move. She swallowed feeling her insides churn not only at the possibility of drowning but at the thought of many feeding on her, it was a terrifying yet sensual thought. That vampire had only shared her once, and the outcome of everyone fucking themselves almost to death for five days had been the result. She had been terrified ever since but more so of her need to do it again to feel the bite nad the bodies over her as she came in a ball of pleasure, of bliss... a white light that had held her for days after everything had happened. it had been how mavery had been able to get free and

Was that where they slept? She tried to think back to all the vampire lore she had ever heard. Sleeping in coffins. Awake at night. Superhuman strength and speed. Pain in the sunlight. It all seemed to add up. She herself felt some pain in the sun. But it wasn’t unbearable. And she was impervious to the holy water. What’s more, this place, the Cloisters, was filled with crosses: there were enormous crosses everywhere. Yet it didn’t seem to affect these vampires. In fact, this seemed to be their home. She wanted to ask Caleb about all of this, and more, but didn’t know how to begin. She settled on the last one.

As a newborn, I always looked around at all the more practised vampires around me and assumed that they were all so much more controlled than I was because they didn’t feel the thirst as much. It wasn’t until months later that I realised how wrong I’d been. The thirst never goes away. We all just get better at dealing with it.

I balled my fist , my nails digging on my palms "Fine," he spat. "You want me to spare her? Then you’ll take her place?" He gripped the girl by the neck, his nails digging into her flesh. "Her blood would taste really good, especially if I take it slowly. I'd feed on her slowly..." I could see his fangs lengthening, moving closer to her neck. I clenched my hands into fists, shut my eyes tight. I couldn't watch. My heart was pounding against my ribs like a trapped bird.

"I remember. You were like a shot of espresso directly into the vein. But I plan on sleeping when you sleep, so that's not going to work for now." As I watched him eat, my mouth began to water. My stomach had a strange feel to it, and I recognized it as hunger. A Vampire's hunger is different than a human's. I liken it to going through some type of withdrawal. "Come here, baby," he said. I raised my brow and smiled, but I came around the bar and stopped next to where he was sitting. He patted his leg. I sat on his leg, getting comfortable and placing my arm around his shoulder.