Twilight Vampires Fangs Novels & Stories

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

He was drying his hair with a towel, drops of water running down his neck. “E-Ethan…” my voice cracked. He paused, glancing slowly at me. His eyes narrowed, his brow raised. “What is it?” he asked menacingly, stepping toward me. I parted my lips, trying to think of an excuse, when my eyes landed on my phone. Ethan’s gaze followed mine, then he snatched the phone from my hands. He scrolled, stopping to read something. His fangs showed, and his eyes changed color. “Ethan.” I stood up, ignoring that I was bare, and gripped him. His chest rose and fell as he controlled his temper. I turned him toward me and held both of his cheeks.

he hissed, his face twisted in a snarl. I smirked, a cold, calculated smile spreading across my face. "Yes, brother. Vampires. And I think we're closing in on them." With a final glance around the carnage-filled bar, we turned and walked away, leaving behind a trail of destruction. The bar's wooden sign creaked in the wind as we disappeared into the night, the words "The Bloody Fang" seeming to mock us as we vanished into the darkness. We paused for a moment, then Gracko produced a match and set the bar ablaze, the flames licking at the wooden walls as we walked away.

The one who has Dawn said, sarcastically. They are making commotion in front of the car and their audience I the three werewolves but the black vampires are dumb to notice their existence in the place. “I already admit that I don’t have the thing that you are looking for!” he yelled. His eye is fast to change its color to color red. An audibly sarcastic laugh echoed as the two of black vampires laughed. “You can’t fool us McNaire.” “Give what we are looking for or else these two admirable people in your life will turn into ashes.”

Eathen analyzed the fang, but the Vamp had already passed out. “It looks like he’s lying about his age,” Kallan commented, “we’ve had freshling fangs before, and that looks a bit too developed.” I desperately want to know how many fangs these fuckers have taken out, but I’m not about to interrupt this masterpiece of a torture session. So studious. Kallan pulled out a tiny flashlight directing the light from it onto the Vamp’s hand, and the skin started turning to ash immediately which in turn ended the Vamp’s little slumber.

Though it is. I believe I'm biting into a cherry just picked from the branch because I keep smelling sweet spring fruit in the air. My wolfsbane should have run out by now, and my rut should be done. However, the energy around the Rig may be deceiving me and bringing out my lycan traits when they should be latent until the next full moon. I'm having trouble falling asleep as it gets later because we have to leave early tomorrow. The sides of the rig are violently slapped by the roar of the water. In my head, desire is constantly shouting to be satisfied.

Running her tongue over it and moaning in his ear until he could hold back no longer. He felt his fangs come out, and his body harden. His vampire self wanted to fuck her. Damn it, he’d been holding back for so long, he had neither the willpower nor the self control to stop the transformation. She wanted to be fucked. What was he waiting for, another invitation?

A tilt of his blue lips showed a red fang, a startling contrast against the milky white of his skin. Red, white, and blue—God bless America. He swiped at me, and I growled back, every inch of me as threatening as I could get. What the hell was a vampire doing out here? And even though he was hidden within the shadows of the trees, it should be impossible for him to be out during the day. Confusion and rage warred within me.

he said. “Perfect,” I replied. I leaned in to rest my head on his shoulder before pointing my attention towards the TV. “Twilight?” I said. “If we have to,” Max sighed. “Oh, we have to,” I snorted. “Plus, you’ll like these vampires. They’re less vicous and more sparkly.” Max laughed again. “Threatening!” I chuckled along with him as he grabbed the remote and threw the movie on. The opening credits started up and I snuggled further into Maximus.

Delta team and the triplets joined them in their wolf forms as they cleared the crowd. Thomas’s vampires had Alpha Ford, Amethyst, and their two pups in their grips. Thea counted eight vampires total. They were all on the shorter side. Maybe a foot shorter than the triplets. They all had long hair and flowy clothes. Thea’s heart skipped a beat when she saw a blonde female had Ford’s oldest pup and heir, her fingers with their sharp nails around his neck. She was hesitant to try freezing them before ascertaining whether they had something that would block her. It could backfire and go wrong.