Vampire Bites Woman Novels & Stories

She is screaming, but everyone ignores her, except for the men who are all smiling at each other. One of them forces her on her back, while another bends down to brush away her hair from her neck and expose her throat. An animalistic sound escapes from the man's mouth, and I jump in fright when his face twists and turns into that of a monster. The woman screams in sheer terror, but she turns silent the moment the man bites into her neck. "WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?!" I want to look away, but my eyes won't let me. The woman is lying deathly still while the vampires are feeding on her. I whip my head to look up at Blaze. "We need to help her!"

Duncan asked, concern laced in his voice as he took in the sight of the injured girl. "We were attacked," the woman responded, desperation glinting in her eyes as tears streamed down her cheeks. "Please, help. I don't want her to die." Duncan stretched his arms, preparing to lift the girl, but paused when he saw the bite marks around her neck. His breath caught in his throat as he wondered if she had been attacked by a vampire. The woman's wailing yanked him out of his thoughts, and he immediately scooped the girl into his arms. Her skin was pale, her lips chapped, and blood trickled from her neck while her scalp was moist with blood.

As I carefully examined the lifeless body of the lady, my instincts kicked in, guided by the ever-watchful presence of my wolf. It was as if an invisible force drew my attention to the nape of her neck, compelling me to investigate further. With a growing sense of urgency, I leaned in closer, my gloved fingers gently parting the hair to reveal a telltale mark—two puncture wounds. The unmistakable signature of teeth sinking into flesh. It was a sight that sent a jolt of recognition through my being, awakening the dormant instincts within. My eyes widened as the realization hit me like a bolt of lightning. The mark on the nape of the lady's neck, the unmistakable bite—this was the work of a va

“Very hungry.” She charged suddenly, but Sigrid was ready. Dan reacted, but a werewolf alpha did not have the speed of a vampire and Sigrid kicked the doctor’s legs out from under her, and planted a foot into the centre of the woman’s chest as she bit her wrist. The woman snarled and thrashed. Sigrid dripped her blood over her face. As she tasted it, the woman calmed, focusing instead on catching the droplets on her tongue. Both Sigrid and Dan watched with fascinated horror as that slimy tongue danced between the contorted lips of the filthy woman.

“Blink once for yes, twice for no. Do you understand?” Kristi blinked once. “Good. Can you feel anything? The cold? My hand on your arm?” Kristi blinked twice. “Do you know what happened to you?” Again, Kristi blinked twice. “I have an idea what it was.” Jenna lifted Kristi’s long brown hair away from her neck and spied the two dry, puckered puncture marks. “Just as I thought. It seems you’ve been bitten by a vampire. You know what vampires are, of course?”

But the Vampires grip was too strong, I was no match for him. I stayed still as the worker held me and the woman Vampire I looked at sank her teeth right into my chest under my collar bone. The pain radiated through me but I kept my teeth gritted. It would be over soon. It was just one bite I kept telling myself. She soon stopped and threw me back into my cage, slamming the door. My breath was ragged and I was struggling to catch it. But it was over, I was ok. They wouldn’t bother me again tonight if I kept my head down. But within seconds the same Vampire woman was back, ripping me from my cage.

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."

It fell in a loose, tousled mass of blonde about her face. "You're not," Damien groaned. "My wife is." "And she isn't here." The woman's fingers pulled down his underwear. His cock sprang out into his hands. "You're not a vampire," Damien answered as she stroked his cock. "But what are you?" "Salvation," she answered. "If you just give in and sin a little." The woman leaned over, her blonde hair spilling across his crotch, and swallowed his cock into her hungry lips. Damien groaned as she sucked. All thought of fighting her went out of his mind as the pleasure rushed up to the tip of his cock.

His donors never remembered him, and they all walked away relatively unscathed, and he didn’t feed from the same donor twice. George needed to speak to Ana about a problem he’d discovered among the humans. A serial killer ran the streets of the city near to the Ruling Council’s facility. They discovered nearly ten human women missing. The human authorities found two partial bodies, but they couldn’t determine the cause of death because of their state of decomposition. But someone had tortured, assaulted in the most base way, and murdered each victim. They found only parts of their bodies. One torso showed what the police claimed were puncture marks and tears in the flesh. George managed to f

A tall, dark-skinned man on the screen had a woman pinned to the wall, his eyes glowing red, fangs bared as he bit into her neck. Zara gasped, visibly intrigued. Bri smirked. “Lame.” Zara slapped her bicep. “You have no taste.” Bri laughed, eyes lingering on her. “Since that glittery vampire movie, I can’t take them seriously.” Zara giggled, then shifted on the couch, crawling into Bri’s lap like it was nothing. Her thighs pressed across Bri’s lap, weight settling perfectly. Bri instinctively moved her hands to hold her—but Zara slapped them away.