Vampire Fantasy Romance Books Novels & Stories

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.

James sat in his grandmother's cozy living room, listening intently as she read him the stories of Eli, the vampire who had faced insurmountable odds and emerged victorious through sheer determination and the power of love. James had always loved hearing these stories, but today they held a special meaning for him.

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

" He tries to pull the book out of my hands, but I cling to it like a lifebuoy. I'm not really used to the charming and malicious Lucian yet. I think I preferred the old one! At least I could tell him to get lost without feeling guilty. The new one is more endearing and makes my body shudder. And it's is a very bad idea to give him room to. He leans against the foot of my bed, a mutinous smile on his lips. "If ever you feel like really having fun, we can do some practical work..." "You should go take a cold shower.... It's strange, I thought vampires were cold-blooded!" "We're also meant to be creatures made to seduce you, young innocent girls like yourself, attracting you into our lair..."

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 ...

but my parents taught me to always keep the mate bond. I come upon a lake and it looks like there was a struggle, I can smell wolf's blood and the eucalyptus and peppermint is back but it's mixed with tobacco and rum, I'm worried now, maybe my mate has been hurt. I can't see any blood other than the wolf's blood but I can smell vampire blood, I look around trying to find any sign when the smell of eucalyptus and peppermint hits me hard, Nova is going crazy screaming one word over and over "MATE!!!"

Slowly, he finishes with, “Yes, her name is Amber Parks.” “Oh good, she would be a fun addition. I liked her. She is something of a conidium, though. I could put my finger on it, but there is something different about her.” “She is a half-blood, hybrid vampire. I didn’t know until last night.” “Wow, that is a thing? I didn’t know that existed, Dom. I mean all these years, and that must be the first, right?”

I preferred to keep it that way. I ordered a breakfast sandwich and a coffee. Damon ordered a vampire coffee, and when our food arrived at our table, his cup was steaming and dark and smelled like the metallic tang of blood mixed with coffee beans. My head spun a little, mouth going dry. I sat back an inch in my chair to get away from it and pulled out my herbal medicine book to keep myself busy. I didn’t want a repeat of the vampire wine incident. I had barely opened the book to the first page before Damon reached across the table and plucked it from my hands.

It took a step toward me, then paused, before turning away. My heart raced as I watched the beast disappear into the night. The adrenaline coursing through me was intoxicating, and I couldn't help but follow. It led me to the edge of the French Quarter, where the buildings gave way to the swampy fringe of the city. The moon cast a silver glow over the murky waters, and the air was thick with the scent of decay and life. As I ventured deeper into the shadows, I heard the distant sound of a struggle, the grunts of a fight punctuating the stillness. My instincts screamed at me to stay away, but the book's stories of the werewolves' code of honor and protection spurred me on.

“That's weird, I bet Ethan is hiding something.” It was already night, I was engrossed in the book I found. It wasn't giving me any solution but it had these vampire stories in them. Their do’s and don't, heroes and heroine, the war between them and hunters and their little alliance with the witches. It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire.