Vampire Bite On Neck Novels & Stories

Sweat began to bead all over with the recurrent nerves she thought she had finally abandoned, leaving her absent of the ability to do anything. She stood up again and with her continuously shaking legs, she walked towards the mirror and stood in front of it, and hastily and fearfully pulled off her dress, leaving just her undies and her bra as she sobbed. The bruise on her neck was still fresh and uncannily shaped like a human bite mark. The only difference was the presence of two tiny punctures where the canines should be, the mark of elongated and unusually sharp vampire teeth. Her shaking hands moved towards her neck as she turned her head in the other direction, so she could take a good

I was prey in the claws of a predator, yet completely safe here beneath him. Intermingled with his snarls were words of praise dripping with adoration. "That's it, little human. Good girl, give me all of those cute little noises, give me all of your pleasure." I couldn't resist and released once more. Now for the finale on his end. I heard him chuckle darkly into my ear, then felt a tongue run over the area where my neck connected to my right shoulder. In the next instant, a sharp bite of pain rushed through that area and my body. The vampire drank my blood in strong pulls, his hands tightening on my wrists. Chemicals from his venom flowed through me, enhancing my release as he just took me

The princess was so enthralled by the prospect of learning all there was to know about vampires that she was unable to keep her attention and patience for the remainder of the next day. She was completely oblivious to the passage of time as she continued to read the book. 'As I stated earlier, if a vampire bites by only its upper fangs, he/she can drink blood without killing the victim, the vampire needs only to squeeze its fangs to completely kill the victim. Biting by the lower fangs can convey diseases to the victim which may be vampirism virus.'

What the hell? “It’s nothing dangerous or bloody, I promise.” Caroline reached out to take my hand, squeezing them reassuringly. “It’s just a tiny bite on your neck, right above the carotid artery, which had a direct link to your heart. The scar won’t even be visible to the naked eye in a couple of days.” “I…I…” Fuck! How on earth was I supposed to respond to that? Bite me? Quiet literally? Weren’t they wolves? They why was this starting to feel like a vampire horror story?

I squashed it down as soon as it arose; there was no time to feel pride, not when there was a life on the line. Her lips were blue. She started to shudder, my Dad slamming his hands onto her chest behind me. Her head bounced, rolling onto one side, and my eyes narrowed in on a large bite mark scraped across her exposed neck. It was dark and gruesome, almost black in the dawn light against her pale skin. This hadn't been done merely to feed; this was an attack, wild and vengeful. “Vampire bite,” I said, my tone empty, emotionless - focused. “She’ll need blood.”

Always fresh. " Oh your smell makes me mad Bella....." he moaned. His lips leaned closer to her and just when he thought he captured her lips, she leaned back swiftly making his lips land on her neck. He was enraged by her futile attempts to stop him. He bit her neck sharply earning a painful whimper from her and started sucking it roughly. " Nooo.....!" she screamed thrashing her restricted hands and legs, but she couldn't stop him. He was biting her neck like a vampire does. She thought he will drink her blood too.

But I only grinned at him, revelling in my victory. Suddenly, he attacked my neck from behind, pulling my head back by my hair. He unleashed his inner monster, biting my neck and sucking my blood with an insatiable hunger. I turned him around to face me and captured his lips with mine. He gripped my waist, pulling me closer, and we kissed passionately, our bodies igniting with desire. It wasn't a normal kiss—it was filled with both love and the taste of blood. He bit and sucked the blood from my lips. I was the happiest person alive, knowing that I was satisfying my vampire boyfriend's hunger.

"Oh my lord! Fuck! I hit someone!" I heard a panicked voice. "Damn it..." I looked around for the voice. A silver haired male was looking me over worriedly. He suddenly exposed fangs and leaned in, biting into my neck. I let out a scream, fear taking me over. IT'S A VAMPIRE! I'M IN HELL! I'M IN HELL! He started to drain me then, pulling me close as he rubbed my arm. I'm going to die!

The woman’s voice grew louder as she sang in a foreign language unknown to my ears. Then, I felt his sharp, pointed fangs graze the spot above my jugular vein. My body tensed up as my heart started to pound loudly in my ears. Fear was the only sensation I felt. He had never bit me on my neck before. Samael had only ever fed from my wrist to drink my blood. I didn’t know what it would feel like, and I was terrified to find out. What if it really hurt? What if he isn’t able to stop and drains every drop of blood from my body? The jugular vein was one of the most dangerous and intimate veins for vampires to bite on their victims. Why was he changing his habits?

After last night's frenzy on one side and cooperation on the other, I had no idea when the gauze around Neil's neck had fallen off. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that dry wound on his fair skin. It was a bit unusual; leaning in for a closer look, I could clearly see two round puncture marks, accompanied by minor bite marks and abrasions. Those two puncture wounds were unmistakably vampire bites. Could that brat Harry be a vampire?