Vampire Drinking Blood From Neck Novels & Stories

I looked at my mate with my already green eye and we both charged towards him, I plucked my canine tooth on his neck at the left side while my mate plucked hers at the right side, we sucked his blood with no mercy, after we've sucked him dry, we left him and he fell helplessly to the ground. We glance at each other and laughed hysterically. Now we need to go home, my sister will be waiting for me likewise my mate too, her mother will be waiting for her. We left the helpless vampire and walked away, we were still walking and smiling victoriously to ourselves when we heard a grunting of an animal behind us, we thought it was another prey, but unfortunately, it was a vampire from the higher roy

As he relaxed, I got up abruptly with the needle I had just taken from Bernice's dresser. The needle was not very big, but it was sharp enough, and I had five of them. As he screamed, five blood holes appeared in Nick's neck. His eyes were filled with disbelief. The pain in his neck was driving him crazy. It was the most vulnerable place for a werewolf besides his heart.

The thick, dark primordial blood of a century-old vampire welled from the deep cut. "Drink, Brynn," Riheirk commanded, his voice raw and desperate as he pressed his bleeding wrist firmly against her lips. "Drink from me. Let my blood purge the poison. Accept it, sweetheart, please." Brynn’s jade eyes flickered. Driven by her own fading strength and the desperate, triumphant internal screaming of Solar, her jaw parted. She bit down lightly on his wrist, her lips drawing the heavy, white-hot furnace of his primordial blood into her system.

I replied truthfully,not hiding or leaving any stone unturned. “Did you consummate your…..” I didn’t let him finish as I hit the table. “Yes I did but am not the first and I won’t be the last,I know it” I yelled. “As the council head and the oldest vampire in zikia,I there by sentence the pet of Lord Damien to a brutal death by blood draw” he stated as I looked into his eyes. It held nothing, just determination,anger…….. blood drawn is too much, she’ll die in pain and I can’t let that.

Slain by a vampire. Behind the castle was the dark woods, Aiden noticed as he stepped in, he squinted through, catching Lynette who was dealing with three vampires. Snarling. Growling. Snapping. Lynette stammered as she stepped back, watching the fangs of those vampires drop as they looked at her neck. She had a scratch on her neck and her blood trickled down to her shoulder. They screeched and they approached her trying to deny themselves her appealing blood, but it just pulled them closer and she stepped backward in a fuss. Aiden tried to interfere, but the windows blew open and its pieces shattered as two people fell from it. One was a human and the other was a vampire. The human was abou

THE VAMPIRE'S WEAKNESS 18+ ~Fucking you is all about me~ ~l know what you're, you not a human but a witch~ ~Am a vampire, you a witch~ ~Am gonna fuck you like one~ **** SCARLETT'S POV. The dead deer lay on the side of the old country road. It's bloated corpse was sorrounded by flies and buzzards circling over its head, waiting for their moment to land and gorge themselves on the feast awaiting them. The scent of decay wafted through the air. I got the feeling that it was more than just one creature laying before me. It's ultimately met the end from the front of the semi truck.

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

“I had heard it was amazing, but I didn't know it could be so delicious,” the vampire says, removing his fangs from my neck. His mouth is covered with my blood. I’m so weak, it’s a surprise I’m still alive. He puts his fangs back into my neck and continues to drain the life out of me. The more he drinks my blood, the weaker I become and cannot push him away.

Without thinking I rushed forward, surprising him as I lowered my shoulder into his stomach and drove him off his feet, sending us both crashing into the next row of graves. I may have been older in vampire years than this underling but I was a bit weaker. We wrestled on the ground with each other, claws scraping and teeth biting. The vicious underling came close to killing me when he pulled back and rammed his fist toward my chest, aiming for my heart. But I was to fast for him and capitalized on his mistake by rolling away from him and coming to my feet, back handing him across the face and hitting him so hard that he flipped over backwards onto his stomach. Only thinking of my survival I

The Young Master derives pleasure from many sadist things, and tears are one of them. Before she could stabilize her body, a cold rigid pair of hands grabbed her neck from behind and brought her neck close to his body. Blood dripped on Ivanna's neck as a result of the blood on the deranged vampire's teeth. The vampire bent his head with fast speed on Ivanna's neck to take a bite, but then, BANG!