Vampire Drink Blood Mga Nobela at Kwento

Could this man. And then it hit her, they were vampires, they were blood suckers so drinking blood was their own way of feeding, blood was their food. Oh! She never actually thought of this. She saw his grip tightened on the bottle when he saw her but he still kept his usual poker face as he dropped the bottle and lifted the glass of blood to his mouth. April watched him intently as he slowly moved the cup to his mouth and was about to sip it but he paused and looked at her.

“You’re embarrassed.” “Of course.” “Because you’re eating something you don’t need to survive?” “Yes.” “I eat for pleasure all the time.” He shrugs, as though his broad shoulders want to agree with him. We have a healthy appetite. We require nourishment. “Just pretend it’s blood.” “It’s not the same. Vampyres don’t drink blood for pleasure. We scarf it down when we need to and then don’t think about it. It’s a bodily function. Like, I don’t know, peeing.”

"Let me drink your blood." "Drink my blood?" Triana's eyes widened, and her blue pupils shook. "Don't repeat my words," Vlador said again. "No. You'll just kill me!" Triana stepped back, still staring back at Vlador. Chains jingled as Vlador raised his bony hand. He moved his index finger in a circular pattern. "It's been a hundred years since I drank human blood. If not for the witches' curse, I would have died dry long ago. Being able to drink human blood again is something that makes me feel at least somewhat alive to count more years in this dungeon."

She waited for him to explode in anger or annoyance so she would poke his wound hard enough and make her escape. He did nothing as she thought, instead a smile teased on those lips. The quirk of his lips had her eyes falling to those sinful lips that were on hers twice, she abruptly averted her gaze feeling embarrassed as red coloured her cheeks. "No, vampires don't drink their blood or other vampires' blood except for their mates, the mates always drink from each other, mostly during sex, it makes things more intense and pleasurable," She blinked at him wide-eyed. She sealed her mouth shut not wanting to ask any more questions.

“You’re nothing but trouble, sneaking in here when I didn’t give you permission.” “I know.” “I came here to get away from you. Figured you wouldn’t come looking.” “I know.” “Do you know why I’m hiding from you, Ria?” He pushed my hair to one side, leaning over until his lips hovered right above my neck. His breath along my flesh sent shivers down my spine, my back arching and grinding against his hardened length beneath me. “When vampires drink, it elicits arousal,” he muttered lowly. I gasped when his teeth scraped against my throat, right over the artery. “We prefer to drink while we fuck, and the scent of your blood…”

Over the last few decades, studies have shown that vampires can survive without drinking blood, but they easily become weak and lose their vitality. "Drinking blood has become a part of our lives, and we need to do it twice a month," I added. "Oh... so that’s it... Hmm... But why are you telling me this?" I moved closer to her and sat beside her to let her know how important it was for her to know me and understand my needs. "I am going to be your husband soon, and it’s only right that you know what my needs are." I held Elaine’s hand while explaining that a vampire’s reaction to blood depends on their mood. Many vampires become addicted to blood, which leads them to try and victimize others

I hate all this blood drinking thing. When Viktor has taken enough blood, he leaves my hand. I pull it back at my side, letting the drops of blood fall down on the floor. I glance in the King’s direction and see his eyes turning red in colour. My cheeks up in understanding. They are vampires. Of course, they get attracted to blood. I close my bleeding hand in a fist, feeling like I am about to become someone’s dinner. Viktor lifts the cup to his lips, drawing my attention to his face. I push the bile down with a hard gulp when Viktor takes a sip from the cup and veins appear under his closed eyes.

I can’t afford to make a single mistake in this critical situation. “Being a vampire doesn’t mean living a very long life without doing anything, Eve. you still need to consume something so you would survive. In our case, we need blood. So stop being stubborn and drink this,” Alec said. This time I didn’t refuse and grabbed the chalice from his hand.

He was a vampire after all. Stanley pulled out of her and drank the blood from her pussy. He was amazed how sweet her blood was. He knew then that she was a virgin. There was enough blood for him to get a fix but wanted to drink more from the girl. Virgin blood is the tastiest of them all. He’d feed on her and compel her later to fall fast asleep, so he could rob the blood bank of the blood. The plan was to get the blood.

"Can the person drink the blood of another vampire to complete the transition, or does it have to be the same vampire?" "No, any vampire's blood will do," he said, matter of fact, "but usually it's customary for the vampire who gave you his blood in the first place to give you your first feeding as a vampire. It's a symbol of claiming that person as their own, into their coven, for eternity." I listened, taking it all in. "Why do vampires drink blood in the first place?"