روايات وقصص ضمن Vampire Bride

“And why would that bother you, Matei? Ugh… hearing you constantly talking about her virginity is getting on my nerves, Matei. My woman, you have spoken with such disrespect. This is my bride that you speak off. My woman.” Matei's eyes widen. His gaze shift between Rosa and Armand. “Your bride? Wait… then that would mean you have fed…” saying it was a bit hard on Matei so Armand completed it for him. “Yes, I have fed on this woman. My woman, my bride, and the future queen of the Vampire kingdom.”

said Kiara with a serious expression . " As for the bride's responsibility.................The bride , is the creature that is the closest to the vampire leader . At the same time , it's the vampire leader's weakest point . The bride needs to stay with the leader and cheating is not allowed . " said Eskylrious . " .........Why is the bride , the vampire leader's weakest point ?! " asked Kiara . " Because.......once the magic connection is created between the two , there's no turning back . The would are connected and so are their bodies . " said Eskylrious .

The Vampire sat up from the bed, and walked to where he heard the loose and scared whimpers. “Gotcha!” Ambrose laughed, bending under the bed before he dragged the young girl out from under the bed, and held her up against him, a mirror in front of them showed the both of them. With Ambrose behind her laughing sinisterly, inhaling her scent that was filled with fear. Yes, fear was what got him off before he feeds on his prey. He kissed the neck of the young woman who cried. “Please don’t..k..kill me, I will.. do anything.” The young woman cried. Her heart was low in her stomach, she was really scared but she tried so hard not to show the night creature that she was scared.

And love had chosen them back. The curse was gone. The packs were whole. And in Elara’s womb, a new heartbeat answered the dawn. The werewolf’s bride had become the werewolf’s mother. And the story, after so much blood, so much darkness, finally found its light.

His calloused fingers, resting lightly on the table, occasionally invaded her view, a quiet reminder of his presence. As the evening wore on and Caelia reluctantly slowed her feasting, two young women approached the table. Their careful attire and poised movements betrayed their noble upbringing. Rhyzar nodded, allowing them to ascend the stairs. Setting aside the glass of unfamiliar wine she’d been given, Caelia straightened in her seat as the women approached. “My lord Draken,” the taller of the two said, bowing her head gracefully. Her golden curls cascaded like streams of honey over her tanned shoulders. Her crimson lips curved into a warm, elegant smile. “I’ve been so eager to meet your

Caroline was matching his rhythm before the sensation was building inside him. Daniel sealed the wound before he looked at it. It was turning black, and a flower with a vine had been drawn on her skin as a mark of Vampyre’s Bride. It was finally done. Caroline was his and he did not have to be afraid that his wife would run away anymore. ***** The feeling of the waves was shaking her inside out before her walls were clenched around her husband’s cock in an intense orgasm that she never felt before. She was arching her back as Daniel was sucking on her breasts before the sensation was washing all over her.

“No, but…why don’t you just make me and leave me? Then you can go be with your love.” “I can’t do that. When a male vampire takes a bride, she becomes his…I can’t explain it, I’ve never experienced it myself, I’ve only seen it and heard the stories.” “Oh, you’ve never made…” “Never.” “I have one last question." "Be quick about it." He sounded impatient, and kept looking at his watch. Will it hurt?” “Yes,” he said bluntly.

She seemed to be struggling to comprehend what I had told her. "This is not good, this is very bad, very bad," Aunt Aurora said, her voice low and trembling. "Your mother will never accept a vampire as your mate, and vampires are known for being possessive and obsessive, witches do not get along with them. This will only lead to conflict, possibly even war!". "But I'm not even sure he's my mate," I said, shaking my head. "I don't feel any kind of bond between us." “It doesn’t matter now Amelia! As long as he already called you his mate! You already belong to him!”.