Vampire Bloody Mouth Mga Nobela at Kwento

When I glance up to the nurse, I say proudly, "This one I am calling Eric the second." She turns and smiles at me with those deep red lips and a thought runs through my head about something I remembered. Vampires are pale in comparison, and they also have lips that are crimson because they are stained by the blood of their victims. Looking back down at my pup, fear starts to ebb in the back of my head as I realize that I am in the company of our mortal enemies.

I part my lips for him, arching my back and pressing my body against his, giving him the impression that I’m enjoying this and the moment his lower lips slide into my mouth, I clamp my teeth down hard on it and he yells, pulling away and blood spills everywhere. My teeth, my gum and lips are stained with his blood, the metallic taste of his blood hitting my buds like a vampire who just sucked on a prey. Both our white attires are spotted with his blood and his lips are still dripping with blood when everyone turns to face us but I don’t care anymore. “Scarly….” Trevor mutters, the shock in his eyes is palpable. I spit out the little bit of his lip that got caught in my mouth. “Stay the fuck

“You’ll see better then.” She did, only to back into us at the next room we entered. “Nope. I’m not leading.” A pack of vampires were feasting on a dead person’s neck on the floor, where the corpse’s foot twitched with each draw. When they looked up at us, one vamp wiped the back of his hand across his bloody mouth and grinned, revealing some pretty real-looking fangs. “Look here. Dessert,” he said, and the entire pack of them rose to descend on us.

His usual composure is nowhere, replaced by a look of heavy urgency and desperation. My blood. He can't keep his eyes away from my blood. Oh. A slow smile spreads on my lips. And just to confirm, I bring my bloodstained palm up to his lips. He makes a noise, turning his head away. But I don't miss the slight flash of silver underneath the line of his lips— the glint of fangs. Vampire. "You're a vampire." I say, and he flinches— eyes widening. Those deep blue eyes are still fixed down at the ground, but I can tell he's struggling to keep it away from my blood.

I scream, pure rage, and something inside me snaps. Pain rips through my fingers. Claws explode out, long, black, deadly. My eyes burn. I slash upward. Four deep gashes open across the scarred vampire’s face , from eye to jaw . He roars, staggers back, blood pouring . Everyone freezes. I stare at my claws, dripping red. “What…” I breathe. Adrian’s staring too, knife lowered. “Ella…” The woman vampire laughs, delighted. “Look at that. Baby’s got teeth.”

“I can smell your blood already; I might have to keep you alive for a while, until we can find a way out. He said, before he opens his mouth, as his fangs came out looking like snake teeth. As soon as he came down to bite my neck, I put my blade right through his fucking jaw. He Screamed in pain distracting the other vampires enough for Blaze to break one of the vamp’s necks and put his blade in the other guy’s neck. He shifted and ran towards me, I hopped on, let me stop lying I climbed on like a 90-year-old who thought she had Megan knees in her twenties and now regret it. He took off into the colorful jungle full of shit that does more the go bump in the night. Let me tell yall what I’m

One by one, they stepped into the moonlight, revealing their gaunt, hungry faces. “Ambush!” Dane shouted, drawing his blade. The vampire that lunged at me moved like a shadow, its body unnaturally fast and silent. Its sunken face twisted with hunger, revealing jagged, yellowed fangs dripping with saliva. Its skin was sickly pale, stretched tightly over sharp cheekbones, making it look more like a walking corpse than a living creature. Its crimson eyes burned with an unnatural glow, locked onto me with deadly intent.

A slit took over his eyes and his face turns into an angry vampire but this time, his features are much more monstrous-like. His ears were more pointy, his fangs longer and his growls were accompanied by drools. Faced twisted, eyes almost bulged out and it was just like watching a horror movie until he got a grip on himself and vomits bloodied content including the queen's blood itself. The whole time Ayara had moved closer right in front of Rosa to protect her in case of any unexpected event but, Jack wave his hand as if telling them that he was alright. He leans down and clears his stomach content. The floor was just splattered with blood all over but the strangest thing about the blood wa

It didn't take long for the metallic taste of blood to reach my tongue. I've been told that even the smallest scent of blood during this night could make a Vampire unable to hold themselves together. Even if that's not exactly what I wanted to happen, it was the only thing that I could do. Conjuring whatever last drop of courage that I could muster, I slowly exhaled a breath through my mouth. The taste of my own blood was like tasting poison, knowing that it was going to get me killed. I flinched as Nico's head suddenly shot up, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

"What have you done to me?" He snapped and the huge mirror from the far corner flew towards me. Thinking that he was going to hit me with the mirror, I backed away by instinct. But then later on, I realized it wasn't his intent. I was about to ask what it was for when I had a good look at my reflection. My mouth fell open, my eyes wide. How on the earth did this happen? My eyes… They are bloody red. "Isn't this what you want? To be a vampire because you want to be with your vampire boyfriend forever?"