Vampire Drink Blood Novels & Stories

They can swear their oath to her and drink from the cup with both of our blood. When I have enough of my own blood in the cup, I pull my hand away. My mate takes it and in a very vampiric display, licks the blood off my hand while watching me. The vampires all begin to hum, their fangs extending with her display of love, affection and an understanding of our need for blood. She looks down to see the wound healing before standing straight again.

"Hey lil damsel," Vador said dropping a bag of blood with a Pepsi drink on the bed.Yes! Vampires drink Pepsi too"How's your body now?" "I'm good now," she replied looking at Vador's hand."Is that blood?" "Yes,he replied pouring the blood into the Pepsi drink.Ava hated the taste of blood,she preferred taking it with another drink. Vador knew that since she was an half blooded vampire her thirst for blood wasn't as high as the pure blooded ones."Take it"

I asked curiously. “Hopefully, um, Ian can you carry him for me since I'm rather weak from blood loss,” he asserted and Ian nodded. Side-eyeing Aamon I asked, “Excuse me, Sir but you're a vampire so where do you get blood from?” Grinning slightly he explained, “I'm ancient and don't need to drink often, and when I do I drink from a donated blood bag, similar to those found in hospitals. There is a blood supplier that collects what is needed, the number of vampires must be regulated or our supply will run out hence the drug that was created. It is unfortunately misleading and will cause starvation to those who use it as well.”

Brandon's eyes darkened with thirst. He went into the kitchen, poured blood into a glass and handed it to him. He took sip after sip with pleasure. I always wondered if he ever wanted to taste human blood? After all, as you know, for vampires it is much tastier than the blood of an animal. Gives more strength and a long-lasting feeling of fullness. And no matter how tormented by curiosity, I never asked him this question. I know that a friend will answer honestly and will not hide anything, but for some reason I don’t dare to ask.

The smell of death and blood combined nauseatingly on the movement of air from within. “Dead blood is intoxicating to vampires,” Talen murmured, barely audibly, and Heath glanced up at his mate. Talen looked down at him. “Something to be aware of, my mate,” he told him. “Never drink a liquid that you cannot see through around people you cannot trust, and don’t be tempted to bite the zombies during battle with them.” “Good to know,” Heath replied. “Mhm. I prefer red wine,” Talen told him as the soldiers within the room called out “clear” and those around them began to move in. “But I will drink whiskey in situations where I need to exercise caution.”

Until then, it is possible to prevent vampirism by healing the disease and eliminating the virus. 'Another falsehood is that vampires are unable to exchange blood. They are bloodline creatures that require blood, and they will never exchange their blood for another. The (Dark Gift) is passed from vampires to humans through the exchange of blood. A single vampire must bite and feed on a human until the person is on the verge of dying. Vampires cut or bite their own flesh at just the perfect moment, offering their own vampire blood to the dying human, who then has no choice but to accept the vampire's blood.

"That- what you're drinking. Is that-?" "Blood? Yes," he replied then laughed lightly. "Why? Didn't you learn from your little research that vampires drink blood?" "I," I could feel cold shivers run through my spine. "I did. I mean, I know." "Good then." I watched him in horror as he opened the jar to pour himself another glass, the thick liquid quickly filling the glass. "But, dad," I swallowed. "I don't want to drink blood. I mean, I don't crave blood. So does that mean I'm not really a vampire?"

She laughs at my question and smiles at me. “You grew up human, yes? It doesn’t surprise me that you believe all those things. Yes, I do survive on blood but I haven’t killed a human in centuries. I only drink from those who are willing. I employ humans who believe and pay them well. They willingly give blood. I am told drinking our blood is like having an orgasm so they come back for more. But I can survive on human food as well, it doesn’t sustain me as much as blood but it’ll do if I’m in a pickle.” “Do some vampires kill people?”

She never gave up on practicing the knowledge written in the book. "It's been more than two weeks, Princess," Aaron said astonishedly. All eyes were on Noura, who was sitting at the end of the couch beside Letizia. Noura looked up, staring flatly at Aaron. "Don't push it too hard yourself," Carlen said, and he drank human blood. After getting married, Carlen drank blood through a glass or bottle. The blood is obtained from enslaved human by means of blood transfusions. Many vampires do the same thing with him now. Although it is undeniable, there are still some vampires who prefer to drink directly from their human slaves because it is much fresher.

I want to grin but there’s no time to be arrogant. Of course she’s only mad about the dress. All the more proof of who she really is. The damn dress is the least of your worries. The smell of her blood flares in my nostrils. Sure, vampires feed from one another, it’ll do in a pinch if you’re starving but it’s not live blood. It’s the only dead blood in fact that we can drink and not have a seizure. I consider lunging at her and draining her myself but the thought of having another drop of her blood in my body more than necessary makes me even more sick.