Vampire Bloody Mouth Novels & Stories

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

Vampire blood. “No!” I tried to scream, shaking my head, but he grinned and forced my mouth open, pouring the thick, metallic liquid down my throat. The taste was overwhelming—cold, sharp, and ancient. It burned as it slid down, and I felt it immediately, pulsing through my veins like fire and ice at the same time. “There we go,” the vampire said, satisfaction dripping from his voice. “Now, you just need one more thing.” My eyes widened in terror as I realized what he meant.

THE VAMPIRE'S WEAKNESS 18+ ~Fucking you is all about me~ ~l know what you're, you not a human but a witch~ ~Am a vampire, you a witch~ ~Am gonna fuck you like one~ **** SCARLETT'S POV. The dead deer lay on the side of the old country road. It's bloated corpse was sorrounded by flies and buzzards circling over its head, waiting for their moment to land and gorge themselves on the feast awaiting them. The scent of decay wafted through the air. I got the feeling that it was more than just one creature laying before me. It's ultimately met the end from the front of the semi truck.

he said his eyes bloodshot and filled with resentment. “It will be fun.” He said as he laughed again. I gazed at him and moved my hand and slapped him on his cheek. He stopped laughing and moved his hand on his cheek. He gazed at his hand at the blood that trickled from the blow of the cuffs on my hands. He smirked at me as his cold eyes held mine. “How dare you..” he said as he gritted his teeth. Suddenly I felt a searing pain on my back. I cried in agony as I gazed at Claus. He smirked at me, his left hand holding a whip that I never saw him have it in the first place.

The scene of desolation and horror with patchy walls covered with moss and a musty smell made the girl's tongue stiffen and she couldn't even open her lips. - Speak or... die. He quickly took off his black gloves, revealing a white hand with long black claws, making the girl even more frightened. If she knew that the object William needed to deal with was a monster, even if he gave her more money, she would not dare to participate in this mission. - I'll say… I'll say… please… don't… don't come here… A cold smile flashed across the corner of the vampire's bright red lips and two fangs also quickly appeared.

His bite was deep and powerful, the rush of pleasure so intense that my vision flickered. Damien knelt near my head, turning my face gently toward him. He offered his thick cock to my lips. I opened eagerly, taking him into my mouth, sucking and swirling my tongue around the head while he fed small amounts of his own blood from a shallow cut on his thumb, letting it drip onto my tongue between thrusts. The taste of his ancient blood mixed with the salt of his precum created an intoxicating blend that made my head spin.

What on earth happened in that old mansion, I had been so shaken, I’d even forgot my bra? Poppy and the other laughed, “Lea, did you really go to Daffy yesterday or you went somewhere else?” “What?” I jerked up when I heard this. “Em…. I..actually….” “You actually used Daffy as an excuse to go meet your boyfriends?” She barked, “So who gave you those love bites huh? Don’t tell me it’s from a nurse or a ghost from the morgue?” Poppy sneered. I slowly touched my neck through the embarrassment and realized the marks the vampire I murdered were still on me.

She opens the book and a roach crawls out. I shriek, jerking my knees to my chest. Esme raises a brow. “You’re a wolf, and you’re scared of a roach?” “What’s a wolf without a wolf?” My smile is bittersweet. “Don’t do that,” she scolds. “You wolf will return. Now, when the rumours came, I consulted the books and some friends.” I try not to let my own thoughts scare me. “What did you find?” “You know, I’ve lived through almost seven decades, and I know a bloodline that had white hair. Moonblood.”

Ace Point of View The forest was thick with the scent of iron and smoke. My claws dug deep into the cold soil, blood dripping from my muzzle as the vampire before me laughed, rasping, broken, but still defiant. Even torn and bleeding, he smiled. His mouth glistened with black blood, his fangs flashing like blades under the faint moonlight. “You… think you’ve won?” he hissed between coughs. His voice was old, too old and heavy with something almost regal. “You beasts never learn. You can kill me… but you can’t kill what’s coming.”

I asked, and she huffed. "I didn't say anything," she replied. At that moment, a vampire jumped on my back and sank his fangs into my shoulder. I winced as his venom flowed into my veins, making my beast angrier than ever. I grabbed his throat with my left hand and squeezed it tightly, but not enough to crush his bones. I wasn't going to give this scum an easy death. His fangs came out of my flesh as he shouted, and I dragged him in front of me. His eyes were bloodshot red, and my blood dripped from his mouth.