Vampire Biting Woman Novels & Stories

I grabbed the chance and ran down the hall towards the combat room where William and I went yesterday. I turned left towards the chamber but quickly went back in the shadows and backed myself against the wall. A soldier of the Northerners outside the door that had cornered a young woman in an emerald dress— a young woman from the Eastern Sea Kingdom. She begged and cried, she asked him to spare her life. But the vampire did not heed her and proceeded to pin her against the wall and bite her neck. She screamed and clawed his back, tears streamed down her face. She tried to push him off of her but it was of no use as her strength was drained along with her blood.

Claire started to pant, staring at the woman’s leg. “Her eyes…” “She’s a vampire!” They shuffled away from Claire as she continued to stare at the growing pool of blood. When the van came to a screeching halt, the doors were flung open and people dragged us out. The woman who had been shot was dragged away screaming. A group of vampires forced her down and bit her wherever they could reach, draining the last of her blood. Claire panted. “We got them both.” “Good, take them to him.”

Meanwhile, her eyes flicked to Ivan and she looked at him evenly for a second, “Though I must say not everybody is noble” Her gaze stayed on Ivan for a while before she turned around to return to whatever she was doing. The woman then left our side and went to the other corner to help with the process of applying salves. I looked at Ivan and asked, “What was that about?” Ivan chuckled and replied, “Well, vampires' primary mode of attack is biting, its instinctive, so I guess she did not like that her people were bitten so much” I nodded my head though I was not very impressed with the answer. I felt there was something he was hiding but I did not know what it was.

Everyone was silent as they focused their attention on watching our Intense fight. I always keep telling myself that I can't be defeated because this woman has to pay for the damage she did to me in the eyes of the Alpha.I just let her attack so I could study her movements.I dodged her punches and scratches as much as I could. Until I had the chance to bite her behind. He screamed when I bit her back. I grabbed her hair from behind and pulled her back hard and quickly ran towards the wall and hit it hard. The other side of that wall split because of the force of the blow I made on her head. The vampire woman was bloodied and lifeless.Everyone was silent for a moment as if they were amazed at

It felt like the kiss drained all her energy that she unconsciously reach for his arms. Kieran smirked between kisses and move Tara's hand to his neck. The moment felt like a bliss until a glass-shattering scream echoed in the room. Tara quickly pulled away from Kieran while the latter sensed the possible reason for the commotion. He grabbed Tara's wrist and pulled her slightly to his side. "Don't move, we don't know what happened", Kieran whispered. Horror filled the room as the lights went on. In the middle of the room was a woman lying cold to the ground. Two dots on her neck were slightly bleeding, a sign that she was bitten by a vampire. "What the hell?", Kieran mumbled as his grip loos

I said, the words sharp and immediate. Damien’s smile was faint—almost pitying. “Then I’ll kill you.” He didn’t blink. Didn’t raise his voice. Just whistled. A door slammed open at the far end of the hall, and two vampires dragged in a woman—human at first glance, but I could smell her. Wolf. She was fighting like hell to get away, teeth bared, hair matted, wrists bound in silver cuffs. Blood stained her sleeve, and one of her eyes was already swelling shut.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

Salara’s POV An angry growl fills the silence around us. My eyes snap in Henry’s direction just in time to see the woman he was kissing moments ago launch herself at his back, wrapping her legs around his slim waist. Her hands move up to pull his head to the side, much in the same way a vampire would do in the movies. A horrified scream leaves me as I watch the woman bite down into Henry’s collar, the sound of his bones crunching beneath her bite reverberating within my mind. Bile rises in my throat, threatening to come out and spill on the Earth at my feet.

I prayed silently that this meal, as satisfying as it was, wouldn’t come with consequences I couldn’t handle. “Thank you for the food,” I said cautiously, my voice steady but not without its tremor. The woman’s green eyes hadn’t wavered from me since she’d sat down, and now, under the weight of her gaze, I pushed forward. “Now, can you unfreeze my friends? We’ll leave quietly and forget this ever happened.” The woman tilted her head, finally shifting her attention to Garbie’s frozen friends, her expression darkening. “You can leave, and pretend nothing happened,” she said, her voice low and edged with venom, “but vampires don’t.”

The one who had been about to kill the woman and been thrown away, stood up clutching at where he had just been bitten in terror. He stared at it like it was a death sentence as if that bite meant the end of his life. Because it was, werewolf bites were deadly to Vampires. And Damon had already taken a huge chunky bite off his shoulder. “Lupus, Rogue King, we do not want a fight with you,” The second one started speaking,