Vamp Kitty Novels & Stories

I need a sounding board. Vampires are unable to produce children, so Nikka, a cat shifter, mothers the entire clan. She's amazing and I've seen her get between two fighting bears three times her size and put them in their place. She bows to no one and she is also the last person you want to be on the outs with. For such a gentle woman, she is fierce when push comes to shove.

Nina smiled as he looked at the tombstone with Amber Hudson engraved on it. “I miss her.” “I miss her too.” Lane kissed Nina's forehead. ~ The night was long and distant. The moon was at its peak, giving off the brightest rays and flourishing the earth with its glow. “I'm Cataleya Drew. The witch who created the first vampires and werewolves. I've returned. Powerless, but I'm going to find a way to put an end to what I created. The O'Connors, the Salvadors, and the Graysons will suffer at my feet because I'm going to bring them to their very end. I always find a freaking way.” Cataleya's lips stretched into a smirk as she walked on the tarred road. It was midnight. The town was still and ser

His lips curled in a slow, sensual smile. "I want to see how desperate you are to reach me, Kitty," he drawled softly, his gaze intent as he watched her consider her options. Rayne let out a slow breath, her cat purring at the tantalising male who knew how to play with a cat in all the right ways. A cat never liked being balked when it was hunting its prey and her cat had tagged the vampire as most definitely hers. She pondered her options carefully. She could shift to her panther. She would most probably be able to make the jump then. Or she could reveal another secret, one that she hadn't ever shown anyone before though she knew she would need to tell her new Alpha at some point.

he tugged softly. “The three of us could manage easily,” his lips connected with my jaw. “But Kate would struggle,” he whispered into my ear. Shiver coated my skin as the tiny bump rose. His warm minty breath on my ear causes my legs to clench and his voice is dangerous, almost a threatening promise. Kate is still nee to being a vampire, she doesn't know how to control everything yet, I think she would be able to hold her own though. She always has before she was turned so why would it be any different now?

Kat moaned and stifled her need to yelp as her back arched causing a ripple of amused laughter to go through the crowd. Kat kicked out against the cage, and snarled in panic. “Stop!” A hand had gone between her legs and brushed against the soft leather pressed against her pussy. Her eyes met Lord Echron’s as he grinned sadistically. She struggled violently from that point, as the vampires grabbed her legs and held them by her knees against the cage, as other hands came to breach the leather. Kat thrashed against her bonds snarling and screaming, panicking like this situation had actually triggered some other dark episode. Her fangs came to the fore and her eyes blazed with feral feline feroc

They brought their mates from all over the place to the castle, and I was forced to take care of them all. The vampire girl opened her eyes wide to lie because she understood the eyes were the windows to the soul. If she didn't look directly at Harvey, he would immediately suspect. After all, he was two thousand years old, and she was just over a hundred years old. - Strawberry flavored toothpaste, pencil. Maris, did you secretly give birth? - No, no, no. I just like the owl. Owls need to brush their teeth too and pencils are for me to draw on their eyes to make them look even more ferocious. I like that fierce look.

With full speed, it charges toward my mate but before it got to where she was I pushed her and it plucked its fang on my neck. "Argh!!!!" I kept shouting as it was sucking on me mercilessly. My mate dare not move closer to us, she moves back a little from us shouting for help but who dare comes out? even if they do they can't render any help. It sucked on me for more than five minutes before it turned to a bat and flew away but there's something odd about this particular Vampire. My mate ran to me fearfully. "Take me home" I said faintly and everything went blank.

The city blurred around us, but my mind was laser-focused on the scent of Kate. We arrived at the alleyway behind Kate’s house in seconds. Her mom is probably not home. She usually leaves very early for work. That's a relief because the scene before me was one that made my blood boil, and my fangs descend instantly. Quinn was pinned against a brick wall by a burly vampire, sobbing in terror. And in the centre of the alley, a tall, scarred rogue held Kate. His filthy hand was twisted into her hair, yanking her head to the side to expose her neck.

she asked, already bracing. I sipped my tea before answering. “Vampire.” Her eyebrows went up. “Like… full-on?” “Fangs, blood, eternal brooding. Yeah.” She leaned back on the couch and stared at the ceiling. “I knew he was weirdly intense.” “He’s also weirdly old.” That earned another laugh, shorter this time, but real. She rubbed her face with both hands. “So my ex-stepsister tried to ruin my life, my stepmother poisoned my father, my story was stolen, and now I’m a magical creature surrounded by more magical creatures.”

or it? "I won't ask you again, Vamp. What. Are. You. Doing. Here?!" I couldn't believe such loud words were coming out of such a tiny body. My ears were bleeding, literally. I wiped the blood off shakily and looked up. He was in the sky somewhere.