Vampire Book Series Romance Mga Nobela at Kwento

She settled on the last one. “The crosses,” she said, nodding as they walked under another one. “Don’t they bother you?” He looked at her, not understanding. He looked like he’d been lost in thought. “Don’t crosses hurt vampires?” she asked. Recognition crossed his face. “Not all of us,” he answered. “Our race is very fragmented. Much like the human race. There are many races within our race, and many territories—or covens—within each race. It is quite complex. They don’t affect good vampires.”

And she's surprised when the lock suddenly opens in front of her. She saw an old book inside the vault. A dusty and black old book. Her curiosity becomes even stronger. She took the book and sit on the dusty chair. She opens the pages of the book and started to read its content. "Damien died because of her beloved woman who cheated him on their wedding day. Everyone thought that he really died but actually, he didn't die. He only falls into a deep sleep. And he will rise again once he can drink the blood of a young woman. A special person that has three different kinds of blood inside her body," she stops to read for a moment to catch her breath and then continue.

No one would take her away from him if he could help it. He could feel her need for him to couple with her and there was nothing more he wanted to do right now. She looked so lovely within his hands, submitting to him like this. Panting, he reluctantly pulled his shaft from between her swollen lips. George lifted her onto the bed and lay between her naked, creamy thighs. He couldn’t resist scoring her inner thighs with his fangs. His bite on her throat warned off any other interested vampires, but the taste of her life’s blood had changed, and he could no longer get enough of it.

He held on to her hips and applied vampire speed to his tongue. With a jolt, she screamed. A gush of her sweet fragrance covered his face. She was quivering in her release, panting for breath. Her swollen sex was pressed against him. Engorged, red, and pulsating with blood. He turned his head, trying to escape the inevitable reaction. But her thigh squeezed against his nose, the blood in her vein throbbing against his skin. The instinct to survive roared through him. His fangs sprang forth, and he sank them into the rich vein of her inner thigh. Her blood filled his mouth. Her scream filled his ears, but he couldn't stop.

And having fed on I didn’t know what. Overnight, my life changed. I was hunted down by a dark coven of vampires, who captured me, and were determined to kill me. I broke free with Caleb’s help, and that was the first time I met him. I’d loved him from the first moment I saw him—and I haven’t stopped loving him since. He took me to his people, to his coven, to the Cloisters. But they refused to have me. I was on my own, and almost killed again, until Caleb saved me again, and turned his back on his own people to take me away.

“So this how the author sees her…just like I do” I forget about the Vampire with me, ogling at the bold image of the heroine of my number one action romance novel. The same onyx long hair as described in the novel, bold and fiery emerald eyes that swooned the enigmatic CEO, and a killer figure that brought her hero to his knees. “Such uncouth behavior. Nothing of the noble blood running through your veins” The Vampire’s sneer jitters me out of my trance and I cower with red cheeks and pace backward sheepishly.

The people at the inn will notice that something is wrong. I understood what it meant when I saw Ryson drinking blood from that maid. Feeding on humans. On weak people. I had read too many books, watched too many movies, heard too many stories about myths and legends, liked fiction very much. Where humans and vampires didn't get along. Most stories ended in romance, hate, war and death. I wondered how my story will be like seeing that my life is now twisted with these creatures. Vampires. Just saying the name creeps me out. Chills running up and down my spine like waves on the sea.

It's time for action and destruction. The Vampire Brothers will renew for a second series. The second series will be titled: The Salvador Legacy. The story of the first Lycanthropes to walk the earth. More action, more mystery, more thriller, more adventure, and more erotica and steamy scenes. Brace yourselves. —_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_— Author's note. Hey, lovelies. We have come so far in The Vampire Brothers series and I'm happy to announce that the first book; The O'Connor Bloodline, has been completed. The second book will be coming out before the end of next year.

"The woman Caeser loved was human so one night he lost his control and bit her. Instead of dying, he turned her into a vampire and when they had their first child, the vampire population grew from then. Vampires led the island and would occasionally go to the human world to get some blood. Animal blood was an option, but not satisfactory. And just like humans, vampires are also curious... But one vampire got curious at the wrong place. She tampered with the world we vampires can never experience. The world after death." Alexander stood up and walked to a shelf, pulling out a thick blue book. It had no title or author and it looked like it had been there for centuries. The blue was starting t

to taste her. Akira noticed his urge to taste her blood, she could feel it through the slowly tightening grip on her hand. And although she was sick at the sight of him—a vampire, she leaned closer to him. “Stop wasting my blood, vamp. I don't have fucking unlimited blood.” Akira argued and removed his hands from her hand. Her brows slightly arched when the pain started to kick in but she didn't mind it. Her goal was to end this quickly.