Vampire High Heels Novels & Stories

—D Heat stained her cheeks again and she pressed the back of a hand to her skin to cool it. Gosh, he was always making her blush, wasn’t he? She pulled the lid off the box . . . and gasped at the shoes inside. Silver platform peep-toe pumps with a nearly eight -inch heel. They were studded with tiny crystals all over the shoe leather, and glittered like Cinderella’s glass slipper. She picked one up wonderingly. It was enormously tall. She’d be a giant. They were garish and impractical and sky-high.

The moment the velvet cloth touched my skin, I smile in ecstasy, pulling the sleeve straps over my shoulders and when l landed my ass against the dressing table chair, the slit of the dress exposed my thighs. I do everything Levi told me at the time and wearing the blue diamonds was one of the tasks he gave me. As I made my way out of the apartment building after grabbing my purse, my high heels step sounds surrounded the corridor then a limousine became my first view of the night. “Miss, Heidi,” Sir Rodriguez approached me immediately, he took my purse with him and opened the car door for me, by that point I scoffed because Mr. Vampire wasn’t there to open the door for me.

She can barely walk; her senses are weakened from being on land what was the point in her. I watched her disappear into the hospital wing in the castle I found an alcove where I couldn’t be seen and waited for her to reemerge. I glanced down looking myself over, I wore my classic sweetheart corset a mixture of mesh and black boning panels, it had black lace as a top layer, I paired it with a black leather wrap mini skirt, fishnet, and black thigh high boots. My red hair hung in lose waves around my face and down my back. I looked hot I knew it, from the other male vampires that had entered the bar they knew it too. I had a small tattoo done on the left-hand side of my rib just the letter Z.

Dashing up to my room, I open them with trembling anticipation. There is a pair of shoes, black satin with impossibly high heels; they are beautiful but not intended for actually walking in. Richard is tall, but standing whilst wearing them, I might be taller. Or perhaps not, as he is well over six feet tall. And, I reflect, we are all the same height lying down ...

“I can’t see a thing! I’m going to kill myself in these shoes!” “Not going to happen, baby. I’m not going to let you fall. Besides, you look killer in those heels. Later, I’m going to fuck you in those shoes and nothing else.” A hot flush traveled from head to toe. Her nipples hardened and her clit tingled in anticipation. Jace had bought her the most awesome shoes ever. Full of sparkle with a heel so high she hadn’t been sure she could walk in them. But she’d known instantly that these were shoes she’d get fucked in later, which meant she was walking in them no matter what.

Keeva’s POV The red bottom heels feel ridiculous on my feet. I have never worn heels before and I would never wear ones these high. I feel like I’m walking on stilts. ‘Fuck!’ I stumble and twist my ankle. Jonas outright laughs and Alpha Channon tires his best to suppress his laughter, in an attempt not to make me feel even more embarrassed. ‘Maybe a training heel would be better?’ The stick thin, snooty personal shopper asks whilst rolling her eyes. He looks lustily at Channon and Jonas with no effort whatsoever to hide her want for them. ‘How about a nice kitten heel, elegant and you won’t break your neck if you fall off them.’ A nice young man with come into the room with a flamboyant entr

Valentine laughed. “Like I said, let’s not waste more time,” Pepper said as she handed the shoes she had to Valentine, in which she claimed. “Those are four-inched heels, and they won’t be that much hard since they’re almost the same as the ones you’re wearing – just an inch higher, though. Nothing to worry about.” Valentine twisted her wrist as she gazed at the shoes. They were painted in red and looked like they were sprinkled with sparkling dust. Her eyes caught sight of the heels. “Why… why do the heels look only an inch wide?”

Her blonde hair was no longer soft, smooth, shiny like in the day, but because she was awakened from sleep, it seemed messy like a pile of straw. Oralie's blue eyes seemed to be lost in the mist again, as if, trying to recall, what enemy did she have, who wanted to kill her so badly, seeing her as a thorn in her heart. the eye, the bone in the throat. Before she could think clearly, the vampire who was sitting on the other chair stood up, lifted his legs, and quickly walked out of the room. Seeing that, Oralie also hurriedly stood up and followed quickly. But it seems that because she did not wear shoes, Oralie was somewhat hesitant, afraid to step on those pieces of glass.

She was like a vase crafted from crystal, fragile and beautiful. When he had helped her hair become as smooth as it had been, he applied oil to the bump on her head and then took her shoes that matched the pink dress and carefully put them on her feet. Next, he told her to stay in the room and not go anywhere. Since the day Eirlys died, he had also returned to the habit that is characteristic of vampires, which is to sleep during the day and stay up at night. Today, because of her appearance, his activities were delayed, and he felt that his body was not very good.

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.