Thirst Book Vampire Novels & Stories

Chapter 1 Thirst clawed at her throat while her stilettos clicked a steady thrum against the pavement. The hunger for blood had been building within her core for days, and Cybill needed to feed on flesh more than she needed air to breathe. Her warm hazel eyes were rimmed with crimson…it was time.

"When you mount humans, do they become wet for you?" Zaiper snorted dismissively. "Those creatures? Only if you put in the effort to arouse them. I never bothered. They remain as dry as a land cursed with famine." Vladya had never bothered to 'arouse her' either, and she certainly didn't harbor any affection for him. So, where did all that moisture come from? "Do you experience thirst as well?" Vladya questioned. "Thirst?" Zaiper raised an eyebrow. “You mean for their blood? Are you referring to bloodlust? No, I don't experience it. I only indulge in their blood for amusement, or if I wish to drain them to death. Why do you ask?"

That was an interesting name. Blocking out Camille's and Sally's conversation, Maddox opened one of the books and read a few pages. The story began with a vampire searching for his love. She’d been killed by his enemy—another powerful vampire. His body hummed in reaction to the words as if each sentence triggered a spell. Dire rippled in discomfort. What was that? He skimmed the pages. All the descriptions of vampires were spot on. Crazier, there were terms in the book that were actually real—moon-cursed, moon-touched and other words used in his world. He thought back to something Camille had said earlier.

Astreau, Nine Hundred and Forty Years Before The den of intoxicated humans was a vampire feast, as Luos and Willa had promised, with each human offering a mouthful or two of euphoria and all oblivious or confused by the vampires that moved amongst them. Thaelen leaned against a wall with Luos at his side and watched as the vampire drank from the throat of a woman. “You drink from their throats,” Thaelen commented. “Do you not?” Luos was surprised.

She answered and her heart shaped lips seemed like they were encouraging me to taste them. “I am thirsty. I need B-blood,” Her words were enough to stun all of us. “So, she is feeling drained and weak because she needs blood. I heard that the vampires feed blood to regain their energy otherwise, They could die without it,” Jasper’s words make me think about it again. No! I don’t want to lose my wait just yet. I waited so much for her and I can’t lose her now at any cost. If she needs blood then I am willing to give it to her.

Maybe thinking about the right words to say. “ No, he didn’t got a bite though. He’s real vampire which mean he doesn’t a bite from vampire. He turn into the vampire itself when he turn into 18 years old. Real vampire and bite vampire is different. Real vampire has it special abilities, ” Harley explain everything carefully. Hope it doesn’t drive Adryan crazy. “ So you’re saying that I will turn into vampire once I turn 18 years old and I will have special abilities? Like what? I can fly? Breath forever underwater? Or sleep underground for the entire life?, ” Adryan clearly seem did not believe it.

They didn't know a vampire had taken advantage of the chaos to infiltrate their ranks. Silently, the vampire slipped through the area, scanning his surroundings. He had a clear goal in mind—to find the ancient journal that contained powerful secrets. With the journal in his possession, he believed he could please his master and his people could gain an advantage over the werewolves. So, he believed but he never really knew why he was sent to steal. Well, it didn't matter. It was his job to get it nonetheless. However, when the vampire reached the spot where the journal was usually kept, he discovered that it was gone. He was confused at first then he quickly had intense anger. The journal ha

~LYON I wasn’t a vampire, yet, Nyra’s blood was like honey. I found myself sucking as much as I could like some hungry wolf! It felt strange. I knew it was not supposed to happen. Somewhere inside of me, I even knew that I was supposed to stop myself from giving in to this thirst. But I couldn’t stop. Her orange blood was too sweet. Like a drug, I was too addicted to break away. So I latched on stronger and cut off all thoughts that negated this feeling. I didn’t stop, not even when she screamed.

"What are you talking about?" I asked Landon, my voice low but firm. I was about to turn and face him when he went in front of me himself. He towered over me, his eyes were dark and vicious looking straight into mine as if he wanted to look into my soul through them. I don't mind if he could. I don't care about anything else now. All I want is vengeance and I'm willing to do whatever it takes just to have that. "You heard me right, Eve. You have had vampire blood in you ever since you were born."

I taunt, a smirk tugging at my lips. As the girl cozies up to him, showing off her blood-stained neck, his face scrunches up, torn between wanting and resisting. His nostrils flare, his pupils widen, and his fingers twitch at his sides – all clear signs of a vampire barely hanging on. But he fights it, resisting the primal hunger with everything he's got. A wicked grin spreads across my face, my voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "You feel it, don’t you? The unquenchable thirst, the insatiable hunger… It’s consuming you. Just one bite, man. That’s all it takes to satisfy it."