Vampire Beds Novels & Stories

It’s smaller than my one at the mansion, but so much more inviting. A big four-poster canopy bed stands against the far wall. It looks old, but everything vampires own tend to be old. Here, as in the rest of the house, there are luscious plants in every corner, a little water fountain babbles among the plants under the window, and a bookcase full of books takes up one entire wall. “This will be your room,” Vesper says. He walks across the room and opens a wardrobe to the right of the bed. “There are some clothes in here. It’s all a little…old-fashioned, but I’m sure Aldric will sort you out with something more appropriate.”

“It’s purely non-sexual. As you bitched about earlier, the rock bed could hurt your back, and I won’t see you incapacitated or you’ll be a liability during this dangerous journey. You’ll use me as a cushion. The blanket is for you to use as well. You can either put it on me and then sleep on it, or you can cover yourself with it. But it’s up to you if you’d rather cower in a corner and lie on a pile of rocks.” My jaw dropped. I kept getting this vampire wrong. Now that he mentioned rest, I felt bone-tired already. I would finish the rest of the food after I got some sleep. I strolled toward where the vampire lay, regarding him and finding to my satisfaction that he would make a good twin-siz

Master Vampire’s House (Southern Svetyland) •T–––M–––V–––P–––L• In the dimly lit room, the flickering candlelight cast elongated shadows across the chamber. Darius lay sprawled on his king-sized bed, his strawberry-blonde hair tousled as he savored the warmth of freshly drawn blood from a golden chalice. Beside him, a half-naked red-haired female trailed her lips across his chiseled torso, her hands eagerly exploring every inch of his cool, pale skin.

I suppose, in a way, that’s exactly what I was. Seb strode off into his bathroom and I looked around the room. The layout was the same as mine, but the four-poster bed I was sitting on was even more sumptuous. His covers were a dark forest green, embroidered with silver thread. It was cosy, with the candles all lit, flickering gently. Matching green, velvet, curtains surrounded the bed, and his furniture was black. It was almost modern looking, except for the traditional wainscoting and decorative carving. Then I noticed it was somewhat darker than my own room ever got during the day and realised a huge wardrobe was blocking most of the sole window in the room. Vampire stuff, I guess.

I had been lying on Giofré’s soft mattress, tossing and turning as thoughts lingered in my head. The sheets were crumpled underneath me and the pillows were sprawled all over the bed. I couldn’t sleep as the vampire’s face appeared vividly in my head. It was haunting me: those sharp fangs and mischievous smirk. They bothered me.

"You go ahead and save me a seat, I've got something to take care of then I'll be right out, okay?" He wrapped me in his arms and kissed me slow. "Okay, don't be long." I watched him walk out the kitchen door to the deck and trembled. I knew that we had made love before, but tonight was to be different. Tonight will be the first time we make love as vampires. But before that happens I have something I need to do first. I walked down to my basement hideaway and crossed over to my coffin. I ran my hands lovingly over the polished surface thinking of the times that Dante and I had slept here and of the many times that I've been here alone.

So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

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.

If she didn't know she was living in the modern world, she would think she got lost in the medieval era. There are fluffy and silky designs everywhere as the bed looks like it was for a princess. Fortunately, it wasn't color pink and rather red and black. "Am I a vampire?" K Whatever grinned as she liked the theme! Truthfully, the rooms have color coding and it just happens that this room has a red and black theme, which made it seems a vampire's room but instead of a coffin, it has a bed... Since K Whatever requested to have soft pillows but not much soft bed and near Sebastian's room, this room has it all.