Vampire Beds Mga Nobela at Kwento

It's like we're in a different location entirely. The air changes immediately. It’s cooler, thicker, carrying the faint scent of incense and something metallic. Blood. Of course. The walls are lined with deep red velvet, and the flickering light of sconces casts long shadows on the floor. The receptionist, a pale woman with sharp features, bows to him but doesn’t say a word. She hands over a key, her eyes flicking to me briefly before she looks away. Our room is on the top floor, designed specifically for vampires. The windows are tinted, blocking out the sunlight, and the bed is draped in black silk.

Stephen sat on a white bed in the recovery room of his house. This was the room where the injured vampires would come for recovery. Gregory was once made to rest in this very room. Everything in this room, from the bed to the cupboards was white. The windows in this room were covered with newspapers. The injured vampires could rest here and Stephen's mother would provide blood for their recovery. All the servants were strictly instructed never to enter this room. The reason was that any injured vampires may attack them because of severe thirst.

Though someone may have complained about the lack of vitality. However, something unexpected hit Dante when one day, a woman came to his door with a child claiming that he was his father. There was no way that Dante would admit it because he didn't believe in women anymore when his mother left, not to mention the pure pleasure from fresh. But the DNA test left him speechless. The woman asked for quite a lot of money and left without any hesitation, she was soon gone again as if she never appeared. If it wasn't because of the child standing lively in front of him, Dante would consider all this as a dream, a nightmare. He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got wa

"You heard me right, Eve. You have had vampire blood in you ever since you were born." "How is that possible? My parents, I was sure they were humans and they haven't mentioned anything unnatural… and I never felt strange before." "You are not a pure-blooded vampire, only a fraction of your blood contains vampire blood. That's why you managed to live for all those years like a normal human being. But the truth is, it was only suppressed and waiting to be activated. And it happened when Vienna's subordinate bit you. It was the vampire's venom that awakened the vampire blood in you. It was the reason why the transition took faster than usual because you were not a pure human in the first place

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Nyx gazed at the room Zurie had taken her; decked with a bright shade of wallpaper, victorian furnitures a queen sized bed and large velvet drapes. She watched the wick of the candles slowly burn to cast a dimly lit glow on the room, pulling at the damned piece of clothing the vampire had made her change into. Spotting the entrance to the bathroom she inwardly thanked Zurie for letting her share her room. Feeling an ounce of relief when it seemed like he'd eventually forgotten about her for a while. Reaching for the faucet, she turned it on, letting the surprisingly warm water cascade all over her body that had begun to scream out its exhaustion.

There were twenty beds in the tent on the opposite walls and a human was tied to each bed, a needle injected in their veins that sucked the blood out of their body and into the bag that hung above the bed. Vampires filtered in and out of the tent, some being stationed near the beds, guarding and watching. One vampire had a clipboard in his hand and kept a record of the amount of blood they had extracted, while others untied and lifted the unconscious humans out of the bed and replaced them with other unconscious humans.

SYDNEY'S POV........ I opened my eyes expecting to see myself in paradise and various vampires with crowns on their head because you know, that's where good vampires go after their death and am pretty sure I've not done anything that has made me not deserving of paradise in my life....but I opened my eyes only to see myself on a king sized bed. "Thank goodness you are awake, I thought otherwise".

========= Sunset, the next day. Abley pushed the double doors to Reed's chamber to find clothing items strewn around the room. Undergarments on the floor, belts hanging on the chandelier.... along with some broken furnitures. It was no secret that vampires were powerful beings, especially when aroused. Abley picked up a broken piece of wood, what was left of an arm chair. "Wake up, sleepyhead." he tossed the plank of wood towards the sleeping Reed.

Dylan: "When viewed from that perspective, it's not at all inappropriate at all. Vampires have always looked to humans as an abundant source of food that is full of essential nutrients. They have never before placed such an emphasis on the positions that humans occupy during a match." Miren sat down in the chair opposite of Dylan and leaned back, enjoying the feel of Eva's gentle hands as they massaged her tired shoulders as Eva assisted her. Miren's herbal foot bath and hand bath were being prepared by a number of other palace maids who had also entered at this time.