Vampire Bite Shot Novels & Stories

"I'll kill an immortal ancient." Before anyone could react, Blake sank his teeth into Virex's neck and bit down hard. But this wasn't the refined bite of a vampire feeding. This was savage and brutal, more like a wolf tearing at prey. Blake's jaw worked as he ripped flesh and muscle, his enhanced teeth shearing through supernatural skin that should have been impenetrable. Virex's scream filled the evening air, a sound of pure agony that echoed off the rocky walls around us. But worse than the scream was what began happening to his body.

Noah said to me. The Toddlers on the other side came after him, and Noah’s men got in front of him. The Toddlers were not intimidated, but smiled wickedly. The vampires rushed together, and the Toddlers reached out and grabbed two of them, opening their mouths and revealing their fangs. One bite was taken on the neck of one of the vampires, followed by the other. This is the first time I saw the scene of blood bats biting their own kind, I froze.

The bite mark on her neck still looks as fresh as when it was bitten, and I want to break something, preferably on Nester’s head. Olivia comes fully into the room, her blonde hair swaying behind her. The almost transparent nightgown she’s wearing does wonders for my imagination. My cock can’t help rising. Fuck. I came to check if she was okay, not try and dick her down. She shuts the door behind her. “I’m fine, Hunter.” Her shaky breath and haunted eyes don’t tell me she’s fine. And that damn bond bite on her neck clearly shows she isn’t fine. I come closer carefully, brushing my fingers over the wound. I grimace. “Did the bond happen?”

I could have easily succumbed to the injuries from the battle, and I wouldn’t be a part of another meeting ever again. In defending our pack and trying to protect our mate and child, Lincoln and I got bitten by the vampires a few times. The bad part is that vampire bites are poisonous to werewolves. The good thing is that we have the necessary anti-venoms to help if we get bitten. Lincoln and I had to stay in the clinic for a while to get the venom out of our systems.

“God help me.” The battle churned into chaos. The ruins roared with gunfire and light. Shards of relic glass exploded around us, raining down like starlight gone mad. I felt my blood burning hotter—vampiric instinct pushing against control. I wanted to tear through them, to rip and feed, to protect what was mine. A bolt grazed Raymond’s arm. His cry snapped me from the edge. I blurred across the space, cutting down the shooter before his next breath. Ray clutched his bleeding arm. I caught his wrist and pulled it to my lips without thinking, licking the blood away before sealing it with a quick bite.

Waiting. “Elena,” Jace’s voice was urgent. “What happened?” I exhaled sharply. “She’s trying to break me.” Damon gritted his teeth. “Then we don’t give her the chance.” I nodded, my pulse racing. “We fight.” The revenants lunged. Damon fired the first shot, the bullet cutting through the mist like a streak of silver light. The closest revenant shrieked as it dissolved, its form unraveling into darkness.

The elder vampire turned around, with the gun still in his hand, and pulled the trigger. Mason's eyes widened and he gasped as the vervain bullet pierced through his skin and became lodged in his chest. He staggered back and fell to the ground, unmoving. Harley screamed as Demitri pulled the trigger two more times to triple the dosage of vervain; making it impossible for Mason to break through.

"Christ." Harvey comes to my side. "He'll be okay." "What bit him?" I ask, mindful of my volume. "Is it what you're tracking?" "No. A vampire bit him." My expression screws up. "What?" Harvey looks no more pleased with the news than I am. "Those exist?" "Unfortunately." "How is Perry going to be fine?" "What he has is nothing but a bite — there was no venom in the wound, so it must have done it just to scare us."

I whispered. A normal vampire bite is like a scratch for a werewolf especially an Alpha, I’d been drinking Maverick’s blood on several occasions and there was never a problem but I knew that Talon had some Werewolf poison, possibly Wolfsbane laced over his fangs so it was no wonder it would cause a lot of damage to him.

She leaned closer to Caspian, drawing strength from his presence as she faced the challenges that lay ahead. Elena's eyes flashed with fury, her composure slipping as she turned to Caspian. The dim lights of the bar cast shadows across her face, accentuating the sharp angles of her features. She leaned forward, her voice a low, venomous hiss that sent a chill down Lily's spine. "Do you have any idea what you're getting into, vampire?" Elena spat, her words dripping with contempt. "You're shacking up with one of the most powerful beings in existence."