Vampire Bedding Novels & Stories

He said within my mind, our connection strong. I moved to sit with my legs beneath me, looking around the chamber as Silas paced; the large canopy bed the centre piece of the entire room while a single wardrobe and a set of doors stood at the other side. It was bare for a vampire’s room, though I wasn’t sure who it belonged to. I once again wiped away the tears that slipped from my eyes, my mind thinking about the only person who had shown me kindness, the only one who had smiled at me to be nice; not because I had a certain power.

But prince Williams is also a vampire, so how come he has a deep blue eyes? All the vampires have red eyes ,so what's the problem with him? Something seems off!

She pouted then trudged out of the room. Nadia widened her eyes as the man came closer to her. He lifted his own wrist to his mouth and chomped down. The sound of breaking skin sent a cringing shiver down her spine. Blood pooled from the prick and Damon offered her his wrist. Nadia instantly shook her head. “You’re delusional.” She retorted. Damon furrowed his brows. “Vampire blood heals little wolf.” He urged his wrist forward for her to take. “I’m not drinking that.” She pursed her lips.

I’m hopelessly theirs. He doesn’t bring me to the bed, but instead to what I can only describe as a massive bean bag. Though once I’m on it, I decide it's maybe … full of feathers? It is a near black color but leather and I instantly realize they chose it because it is about to be covered in blood. My blood. “This might be a bit messy and we don’t want to ruin our special bed on our first night together,” Vance explains. The floor here is tile, no carpet unlike around the bed. I’m gonna need some fuzzy slippers.

[After two weeks: outside the castle] ‘It's time to escape and look for her. Leon looked back at the huge old castle before he began his entrance into the forest that surrounded it. The forest is full of giant dead-like trees, hanging vines, and a cold atmosphere that can send you a shiver down your spine—it’s always been dark in this forest where the sun doesn’t shine. The Riparian Zone, the abandoned place where the race feeds on the blood of human lives and the vampire prison—is said to be the "perfect lair" for the vicious hiding vampires. Leon had decided to leave the castle today, which had become his prison and hell for the last 19 years, taking nothing with him other than his clothin

Well, I do find it an odd word to call four walls. In silence, I am staring at the ceiling, focussing on one little pesky bug that I fear will drop onto me any second now. Now true to Vampire style, I have a great Victorian bed with the red curtains and matching linen to go with that. Well, if you are two-hundred-and-eighty, you grow accustomed to certain things.

His bare feet had made so little noise on the thick rug that I hadn't heard him come into the room. My skin warmed - I knew he was talking about me and his open admiration made me smile. "Isn't this room a risky place to sleep for a vampire?" "Every piece of glass in this house has full ultraviolet protection built into it. The windows are on a timer - they'll close a half-hour before sunrise. As a backup, the blackout shutters are on a UV sensor. I'm also a very light sleeper. The first touch of sunlight and I wake up before I take any serious damage. But we can close things manually if it will help you sleep more comfortably." He wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned his cheek on the

I slipped on the t-shirt and silky boxers. "Better than nothing," I grunted and crawled into the huge four-post bed. Fluffing the pillow I laid my head down on the feather pillow and melted into the mattress. Sometime during the night, I woke to arms wrapped around my waist and being spooned by the chilly vampire. He was actually asleep. I rolled over and looked at him. His dark eyelashes were fanned out on his cheekbones and his mouth was slightly open showing his long fangs. I grinned slightly at him looking so vulnerable. He didn't try anything but still, I felt weird sleeping next to him. I grabbed a pillow, and a throw and went to his living room to continue sleeping on his couch.

Gently I massage his scalp, combing my fingers through his long dark locks, watching them fall past his shoulders like a black curtain. "I know you've been wondering why we haven't made love yet," I traced my fingertips over his handsome face, " but you needed to learn a few things about being a vampire first." I slowly kiss him, stroking the tip of my tongue across the seam of his lips. 'Like how our need for blood ties into sex and how sex ties into our need for blood." I then slipped my tongue between his lips for a taste of his hot mouth.

He carefully knelt, peeked under the bed, and was shocked the vampire wasn't there. The Omega stood, pushed his chocolate brown curls out of his eyes, and climbed back into the soft plush bed. His eyes scanned the room before looking at the bed again. He slowly reached out and let his hand glide over the fabric. It's been so long since he's seen a real bed. It's been so long since he's seen nice things and been able to touch them.