Vampire Beds Novels & Stories

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.

“Come on,” She shifted and pushed her knees into the mattress, feeling somewhat compelled to climb down and trail after him.“Where are we going?” At that, his head turned to cast her a look from over his shoulder, his brow raising.“Why, to save your lover, of course.” The greedy vampire held the human trapped in her iron grip, her bloody red eyes wide and unfocused as she drew lazy mouthfuls from the human’s throat. She’d been at it for a while now, sucking dry body after body. She was growing voracious. Insatiable.

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”

Elias with his mischievous grin, Seraphine with her fiery hair cascading like blood over her pale shoulders, Viktor’s powerful frame moving silently, and Damien whose dark gaze never left the pulse beating frantically in my throat. The room they brought me to was breathtaking in its decadence. Heavy crimson velvet drapes covered the tall windows, blocking out the moonlight except for thin silver beams that sliced across the floor like blades. A massive four-poster bed dominated the center, draped in black silk sheets that looked soft enough to drown in. Candles flickered everywhere, casting dancing shadows that made the vampires’ flawless skin glow with an otherworldly pallor. The air carrie

He reached for her, lifting her and hoisting her up against his chest before taking a short walk to the bed, carrying her there. He placed her gently on the bed and watched her smile beneath him as he began to take off his shirt. He then lowered down for her to place her hands on his chest, feeling the warmth even though he was a cold, bloody vampire. Her arms travelled round his chest, exploring his six treasures before reaching up to kiss him again. He took his kisses round her face, her throat and her lips, running his arms into her hair. She felt the softness and warmth of the bed covers at her back as he pushes himself against her so that she’s flattened between him and the sheets.

He said quietly, he didn't sound surprised. 'Yeah, I did'. 'I guess it was the only option. Be careful eh?' I nodded. 'Thanks man'. 'Brooo. This is us'. He said clasping our hands tight which made me smile. 'I'm going to bed, vamp'. He rose and dumped himself on my bed. 'Goodnight'. * My eyes are shut tight, I'm struggling to open them because I know what is coming next, what always appears every time I close my eyes for the past three years.

The arched windows stretched from floor to ceiling, draped in heavy velvet curtains of midnight blue embroidered with the Malvore crest, a black wolf howling at a crescent moon. At the heart of the room stood a magnificent canopied bed, its frame carved from ancient mahogany and inlaid with mother-of-pearl runes of protection. The bed was dressed in layers of silk sheets and furs, in hues of champagne, silver, and shadow. A seating area by the hearth featured tufted chairs of black leather and velvet, arranged around a low table carved from a single piece of onyx. " We are so doing sleepovers every day of the week" Sloane says still gwarking at masterpiece called my bedroom.

Like she’s waiting for me to say something. “Get out.” I didn’t throw a glance at her anymore and buried myself on the pillow. Then a sudden thought visited my mind. Vampires don’t sleep, why do they have a bed? Is this for visitors? I shrugged and put my gaze on the food. I suddenly felt hungry. I wasn’t eating since last night so I quickly put all those inside my mouth, I even nodded while chewing them all up. They have a nice taste in food. This is probably meat of pig plus a cook that is quite skilled.

"I would love to." A smile spread across the young vampire's face when her invitation was accepted. She pulled Seraph into her room and closed the door behind him. "Welcome to my room." Seraph looked around the girl's room, surprised by the color palette. He had expected pastels or pinks but instead was surrounded by teal, black, and chrome. Her black four-post bed had a black comforter with teal pillows, a teal canopy, and chrome side tables. Across from the bed was a chrome vanity with black accents and a teal cushioned seat with chrome legs. In front of the balcony doors was a teal sofa decorated with black and gray pillows, a chrome coffee table, and a black granite electric fireplace wi

In a swift movement, he was in her room. The bed lamp was on, it was a faint red lamp and for a normal human eye, you wouldn’t be able to see much but for a vampire, even in the dark, everything is bright. He watched as she lay peacefully in her bed. Her breath was in a slow movement and her body was covered in her white blanket. Her hair was tucked in a blue satin. She looked as fresh as morning dew in her sleeping state.