Vampire Beds Mga Nobela at Kwento

I walked towards my room when he stops me. " Your room is changed, Katarina . I will show you. " He dragged me with him leaving the girls with Joey and his step brothers David and Franklin. David just started at him helplessly. "Your room.” Alexander confirmed, opening a door to reveal a spacious and luxurious room with vintage furniture. The first thing that I noticed in my new bedroom is the large window that seemed like the perfect way out for me to escape this god-forsaken mansion. Everything was in black, including the painted walls and the luxurious chandelier that hung over my king sized bed. The bed, however, was neatly wrapped up with a warm, peach colored blanket with at least five

"You are now officially student of Vampire high, welcome to Vampire High. You're journey begins here." ~~~ I smiled as I opened the door of my room and almost gasped as I was exposed to a large room, as in too big! Living room, kitchen Then there are two more hallways. It's a house and not a room. The interior theme is black and the furniture theme is white. There are paintings hanging on the wall. "Roommate." I looked at the one who's spoken. I saw the woman leaning against a wall where I could pass. Long black hair that I think is knee-length, black lipstick, black eyeliner, black nails, and is wearing a black t-shirt and black pants.

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!

Niklaus’ bed was huge, and he had a mountain of pillows so tall that I’m sure if I was to fall from a height it would not hurt to land. He had plush gray sheets and the entire room was a gray color…it must have been his favorite color. The whole room smelt like ginger and spice and I had come to recognise that as his personal scent, to me it was calming and wrapped me in a warm hug making me feel protected. It was getting late and Niklaus offered me his T-shirt which I politely accepted. I went into the bathroom neatly folding my shorts and top before placing them in the overnight bag I had packed. Niklaus had grown to be a well trusted and close friend so I did not think anything of having

“Lead the way.” The acrid stench in the room assaulted my sensibilities long before my eyes settled on the dozens of beds lined up along the walls. Each bed held a vampire whose putrid, decaying flesh was peeling away from his or her body in large sections. Puss oozed from open sores on their arms and legs. I’d never encountered such a raunchy, disgusting condition on a body; human or supernatural. “This looks worse than zombism, if that’s possible,” I said; more to myself than to her.

He and six others came to the end of the corridor with ten rooms, and he didn’t even pause like the rest before he entered the second room from the left. There were dry leaves at the corner piled up to shape a bed, which seemed to be only large enough to accommodate one adult creature. This was strange to Toby because the general species scents confirmed that there was at least one vampire and one wolf who frequently occupied the room. He wondered if vampires preferred sleeping on the dirt floor. He knew for a fact that he didn’t like that less comfortable option as a wolf.

“Yes. I’ll call you down if it’s safe.” I lift the heavy door and Zael whooshes past us into the gaping maw of darkness beyond. A few seconds later, light floods out of the hole. “It’s okay,” the vampire says. “Just a bunch of frightened children.” I go down first, followed by my wolves. I look around the room, shocked to the core of my being. The place is made of roughly hewn grey stone. It’s cold, damp, and mildewy. Against the walls, there are rows of bunk beds stacked to the ceiling, the paper-thin mattresses are covered with threadbare and filthy blankets. One long table with benches on either side takes up the rest of the room.

It was a lullaby that dragged her to sleep, also the smell of Gabriel, which calm her nerves as they were in pulsing with tension. She was sound asleep when felt a heavy hand around her waist. It was gripping tight, making it difficult for her to relax. She opened her eyes and glanced down, as the thing wasn’t in front of her. It was Gabriel, holding her waist, dipping his face into her belly. She doesn’t feel when he came and what kind of sleeping posture is that? Wait a minute, can a vampire sleep? She was still thinking when a low voice said, “Go to sleep. I’ll be like this for a couple of minutes.”

I think it was is just a slip that I found some of them drunk, but they still have the seriousness engraved in their behavior. I walk through a long corridor full of closed doors. There must be specific bedrooms for each one of them. They seem to be very awake like their day has just started I bet they sleep all day and party all night. The thought of spending the whole night awake with my mate makes me grin like a fool. I have to find him soon before I get myself into trouble. Maybe these rooms are all no-go areas. There could be creepy things hidden in there, or... The sweet mouthwatering scent snaps me out of my delusional thoughts. Mmm... my wolf purrs. He is here somewhere. I walk throu

I exhale and follow his lead. Pureblood vampires seem to have a thing for luxury; with Gabriel, it’s his two-wheeled toys, but with these vampires it’s opulence. Obsidian and ivory color scheme, gold chandeliers placed carefully, giving the place a warm glow. Paintings, antique furniture, black drapes - a proper medieval fucking thing. A dark-skinned man greets us in the entryway and gestures for us to follow him into the throne room. Wow, these vamps think highly of themselves to even still have a fucking throne room; I’m sure I’ll hate them when I see their arrogant faces.