Vampire Gaze Novels & Stories

She turned, caught me, and blinked. Then said, “You good?” “Yeah.” “You were staring.” “I was thinking.” “About what?” I hesitated. “You.” Her eyebrows lifted slightly as she tilted her head a bit. “Careful, vampire. That almost sounded like a feeling.” “Don’t worry,” I said. “I’ll keep it buried.” She chuckled. “Do that.” But she did not look away right away, and neither did I.

What the hell had gone wrong? Her eyes met his own as she stood, and she gasped in shock. The black iris remained unchanged, but his hazel eye was glowing deep scarlet—a sign that a vampire was close to going rogue from lack of food. The man before her was fighting to keep his beast leashed; he needed to indulge, and he needed to do so immediately. She didn't even consider her actions, as she stepped towards the large male and bared the left side of her neck.

She says provocatively. I don't want to look at her, however, her alluring tone that sounds like a lovely song pulls my eyes back to her as my brows knit displeasedly. This woman, who I believe is a vampire based on how she killed her prey, might have used some spell to control me or perhaps hypnotise me. I find that explanation so absurd. I see her looking coquettishly at me as she delivers her finger inside her mouth and sucks it. She hums in pleasure, and I gulp in fear.

I feared that if it would be just a task in his eyes, I would be disappointed. Logic should have told me to step away from him, to not let him come near me again. But my body and my wolf were making it hard for me to listen to my brain. His eyes were smoldering hot and it was an effort to just breathe while holding his gaze for so long. Nobody could hold his gaze for long and not cower in fear. Jasper’s eyes had something feral and something enticing about them, a predator’s gaze mixed with that of a passionate master, a master hellbent on teaching me how to not give in to the carnal desires a vampire lord could invoke, while making much more erupt inside of me.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

Barely a minute had passed since my orgasm but my cock was already hardening under her heated gaze, responding to the promise in her eyes. Her eyes met mine again and she bit her lip. The pain was gone now and in its place was a raw, naked hunger that had nothing to do with blood. "Elias," she breathed, my name falling from her lips like a prayer, her voice dropping an octave, husky and wrecked. She shifted in my lap, her hips grinding down against my thigh. I groaned, my head falling back as a wave of lust crashed over me like a tidal wave. The blood. It acted as an aphrodisiac for vampires, a potent stimulant that heightened all senses.

I went in and out of consciousness as they had their way with me. In my blurry haze, I looked up to find the Vampire Lord staring down at me with his red, formidable eyes that glowed eerily under the moonlight. It wasn't unusual to see his red, glowing eyes, but something about his gaze looked different from the mocking one he normally gives me. Then it clicked— he was enticed by my blood. As the breeds that have gone into hiding since twenty years ago, they must not have fed on other blood than animal blood, as the three bastards who were sucking my thighs off could tell.

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉 It's time for the first prey to be sacrificed. I took off my bracelet and turn to half a bat and half of my vampiress's face, and disappeared into the thin air. I got to his house and decided to play some tricks on him, I started changing the light in his sitting room to different colours. I can see how scary he was, I used my necromancy power to break his plates and anything breakable in his kitchen at least he will die today, even when I finish draining his blood I will still demolish his apartment so as not to leave any traces for investigation.

I want to faint. After a few minutes, I saw warm blood around me. Dead wolves' heads rolled around me, separated from their bodies. I am so scared. This is worse than any nightmare. I looked up to see Hector shifting. God, he was still so handsome even after the fight. His body was filled with red blood after killing the enemies. His masculine body was very captivating. Is this how good-looking a werewolf man could be? I tried to wipe the attraction I built for him inside my mind. He is looking straight at me. His gaze is like fire as he approached. His hands were balled into a fist and I could sense anger within him.

Liam asked and I open my eyes. My heart started to pound faster than usual. Our eyes were glued to each other and everything else seems to not matter. I was lost in his eyes. We walked together where Hendrick and the others were waiting. They were talking but I couldn't hear them. My eyes was glued to Liam, it was like all I can see was him. It felt like I was seeing him for the first time. And my heart was pounding loudly non-stop. I'm in love. I’m fucking in love with a vampire.