Vampire Cookie Novels & Stories

I'll show you “ Liz lowered herself to her knees. She didn't mind the feeling of twigs and dried leaves against her knees. Not when she was about to get a mouthful of Vampire Cock. Her hands worked anxiously to loosen his pants. A moan slipped out of her lips when she held him, hard and so warm, unlike the rest of him. She leaned in, mouth falling open, and got a first taste. So good. She ran her tongue over the head, taking in his precum and twirling it on her tongue to get a better taste. It was very much like taking ice cream. Only much better and addictive. Damien placed a hand on her head, not urging her forward, just grounding her in place. She looked up at him, eyes half-lidded and di

“The process…it’s magical. No one knows who made the first vampire, or who he is, but we know it was a curse cast upon a human who pissed off a powerful witch.” He glanced at her, and saw what he thought he’d see – total disbelief – but she just nodded, and said, “Go on.” “Making a vampire… it’s a blood pact between the two of us. We’ll be tied to each other for as long as I live.” “For as long as you live?” she asked. “Yes, that’s how it works. If I die, which is unlikely, but if, you’ll die with me.” “So if someone kills Rowan, you die?”

I reached the table in a few short moments, dropping back into a bow; I did not want to anger these creatures, not if I could help it. “Do you know who we are, witch?” Said the second male vampire and I could tell that he was much younger than the first, his English accent less prominent in his voice. The second male had the same raven hair as the first, though his reached the apex of his back; a similar central parting but without the shortness as the sides. He was as slim as the first, with piercing amber eyes much like that of the older vampire; his stance on witches clear to be nothing other than distain, especially towards me. He wore a full black suit with a crimson red mantle that cov

Hello everyone! Welcome to this Vampire story. It has werewolves and Witches too but the main lead is a vampire so everything revolves around him. The world background I attempted I hope you will like. It is a slow-burn book and gore .. Also it has explicit scenes I don't recommend under age. ★Excerpt★ She tasted sweet, like oranges, liquid sunshine in my mouth as we kissed, our tongues playing together." ''Darling why your lips were swollen , Did anything bite your lip?" Smirking Majesty held her close ...

“The stores are still open. We could go shopping tonight instead of tomorrow.” “Sounds like a plan.” I wrap my arm around her shoulders, walking beside her as she heads to the door. “Maybe pick up some dinner on the way to your place?” She nods her head in agreement. “Some burgers and fries.” “Whatever you want.” The mention of food makes me hungry as well, but her blood is useless to me now since it’s infected with vampire blood. Vampires bite other vampires as a sign of intimacy on a much deeper level than vampires biting a human. Therefore, that list of names is just as important to me as it is to Charlie.

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

My cookie, adorned with a somewhat lopsided heart, hadn't turned out as I'd hoped. "Oh, come on, it's not that bad," I muttered, feeling a little self-conscious. Amy, still chuckling, offered a playful verdict. "You know what? You can eat this cookie. I'm sorry, Raven, but I don't think we can save it at this point." I frowned at my culinary mishap but complied, taking a bite of the cookie in question. The moment it touched my taste buds, my frown disappeared. These cookies were nothing short of a culinary masterpiece, balancing crunchiness, softness, and a symphony of flavors.

"Come in." Uncle Harley put his arm around me and kept smiling at me. I still can't stop thinking about whether I should be happy or sad to see the reality. My heart is turbulent, I also want to tell my uncle if I'm the same as him, but I don't know. I'm still confused and in shock. "Please sit down, I will make snacks for you," said Martin warmly. "Thanks honey." Uncle Harley responded by placing a warm kiss on Martin's lips. Jeez, this is real. I saw a gay vampire making out with his partner.

I felt his erection pressing against my lower abdomen. “I shifted. I am both a vampire and a werewolf. And being both, I bear both bonds.” Sebastian growled low in my ear. “You’re mine. No one can have you.” With that declaration, I placed my lips around his nipple and bit. He groaned. I sucked and sent the power of my wolf into the bite and made him mine. He growled more from pain than desire. I kissed and licked at his skin as the mark worked against his healing ability to leave a mark.