Novel & Cerita Vampire Human Romance

Sean replied. “Bring him to me,” Carl ordered. “There’s a problem, my lord—he’s a vampire.” “What? How can a vampire enter Santossa?” Carl’s brows furrowed in disbelief. “Well, according to my research, that vampire is married to a human. He survives on animal blood and owns a vacation house at the boundary between Santossa and Carreon City—a free city where humans reside. He was out hunting deer and rabbits when he witnessed the event.” “Hop in. Let’s go meet him at his place,” Carl said, excitement lighting up his face. Finally, the puzzle might be solved.

Kai's room. ───────── JAX Aria is going around with her scent leaving a track for hungry wolves. I need to claim her soon enough before a rouge wolf does. If only she didn't hit Kai, this would be all over. That weak little vampire couldn't even handle a second from the sun. When Aria hit him, he flew fast and hit the wall until he was lying like a lousy human who tripped over some pebbles. Now we are here waiting for him to heal his wounds and pride after being beaten by a girl, human to be exact.

It become now no longer sudden that human beings and vampires might shape a type of symbiotic courting with the aid of using harnessing every in their strengths. . . . …..

I have to push him away before Ace smells his scent. “I just lived long enough to know everyone.” He answered. She glanced at me as if she wanted me to hear her thoughts. ‘That made me wonder. How the hell did a vampire got close to a human? Vampires hunt humans, they are their predators while humans are always being hunted by them. They are prey. Humans and vampires are never friends, to begin with. And what’s worse, I knew he was not just any normal vampire. I’ve seen one from the time with my late father who would kill some weak normal vampires. This one is different, he could get past my incredibly sensitive nose.’

He lowered me onto the mattress, his body hovering over mine as his lips found mine again. As he kissed me, a sudden wave of heat washed over me, leaving me breathless. His mouth moved with a skill that left me overwhelmed, my body melting beneath him. I had never felt like this before—like I was completely drowning in someone. Was it because he was a vampire and I was human or… fae? Did vampires make love differently? More intensely?

She drinks for a while before pulling back with a barely contained whine. Licking my blood off her lips, she narrows her eyes, “your blood tastes amazing. But…” she chews on her bottom lip, her crimson eyes avoiding my black ones guiltily. I cup her face in my hands, “But it’s not quite quenching the thirst is it?” She shakes her head sadly, “No, it’s not.” “Vampire’s need human blood, my love. We can enjoy the blood of other vampires, and blood sharing with a partner can be a very intimate thing, but without human blood to sate our thirst, we would become weaker versions of ourselves.”

A century ago, the great war between vampires and humans left both sides devastated. They had maintained an uneasy truce ever since. No vampire dared to openly kill a human. Until my body was found in an abandoned cellar at the edge of the Blood Court's domain. A patrol guard discovered me and immediately sent word to the Enforcer's Hall. A human woman, tortured to death, dumped right inside vampire territory. My husband Damien rushed over from the Elder Sanctum, where he had been accompanying his ex-girlfriend Vivienne for her Blood Withering treatment.

As my knees gave way, the blood loss making my head light, I slammed the blade into the side of her neck. Before she could react, I yanked it out and dug it in again. She roared, writhing against me, and I clung to her like a limpet. I sawed the blade back and forth, its small length hardly up to the task. It would have to do. It was the only hope I had. My blood – she was full of my blood. A vampire’s power came from human blood. As quickly as I was sawing, the wound was healing. I gritted my teeth, held my woozy head up as best I could, and sliced into the newly formed skin on her neck.

He replied as his hands were exploring my naked body. “How does it work? It’s not like I can bite you to suck you blood.” “Well for starters, I can do this.” He bit his lips and blood started to wet his lips. “When we kiss you can suck on it.” “If I let you feed on me, would you promise not to kill me?” “Why would I do that?” “Last night, I remember Sam explaining that a vampire can kill humans by sucking the life out of them.” I stated. “Yes but I would never kill you. What else did Sam told you?”

He snapped and exchanged her dirty collar for a bronze collar with diamonds strewn throughout, matching mine in style. “Come.” He said to her, leash in hand. And with tears rolling down her face, she stepped down off the stage. He turned to her, and wiped her tears. “Darlin, there’s no need to cry, I’m going to take damn good care of you. I promise.” He said. She nodded. It was the fight or flight response. Even Vampires didn’t push as much of a fight or flight response as Reavers did to a Human. Which is why I never understood how Raphael had a Human mate for 92 years.