Vampire Hunter D Bloodlust 2000 Novels & Stories

That thought only made me want him more. He was still holding onto my hand. I felt my gums tingle at the sight of the fallen blood on his collar from where I had ripped him. His skin was completely healed and smooth. Why then did I want to rip it again and drink long? "It is the bloodlust." Alexis' voice was calm, but because we were holding hands and maybe because we had shared blood, I could feel his excitement. "You can read my mind," I said. "Is it because you're an Elder or because I'm in you and you're in me?"

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

After all, why did he want to kill Lucasta time and again and then suddenly take her back and announce it to the media around the world? - Go. After finishing speaking, he quickly walked into the empty house because he realized the sunlight was appearing as the gray clouds slowly dispersed. The girl had to struggle so much to be able to stand up and stagger away because her whole body kept shaking. - Lucasta, it seems we are still related to each other. I miss you. The handsome vampire's sad sigh made the space even more gloomy. He took the bottle of dried blood, poured it into a glass, mixed it with water, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###

"I have a lot that I need to explain to you, and I don't want to overwhelm you. She took a deep breath and nodded at me to continue. "As I said before, I am a hunter in an organization called The Vindicta. I have been training since I was ten years old. My parents were killed in an attack by a rogue werewolf and Liam, and I were rescued by Ard’al. He took us in and was a father to us. When it came time for the trials I won. I became a hunter and I've been going on mission after mission ever since. Ard’al told me when I became a hunter that we all have one destined person, a soul mate. We already have a bond, but it won't fully form until we accept each other completely."

The moment hung in suspended animation, the moon casting its silvery glow upon the tableau of siblings locked in a perilous struggle. Dylan responded with a mix of surprise and contempt, driven by a malevolent desire to kill both Silas and Chastity. The twisted dance between the siblings reached its zenith as Dylan, exploiting the opening, delivered a decisive blow to Silas's head, shattering the calculated defense of the elder vampire.

But on the second night, I went to bed, and dreamt of holding the woman my Lycan had declared our mate and sinking my fangs into her as she screamed, until every last drop of her vermilion blood was down my throat. I woke up the next morning with my eyes the color of molten lava, and a soul consuming thirst for blood. I called Victor immediately. I heard his car drive into the vicinity within minutes, heard him climb up the stairs and trace me to my bathroom where I’d locked myself. The moment his eyes met mine, he froze. Then he quickly dropped the cooler I hadn’t noticed he was carrying, opened it and brought out a blood collection bag swollen with blood. “I took precaution,” He muttered,

Viktor roared. Another winged Badblood was still hitting Daren with arrows. Daren hit him back in return but he was quick, dodging every attacks. Daren was about to charge and throw another rock when a ball of fire hit his chest. Daren staggered back Ang growled in pain. In the distance was Leni with a burning hand and along with her were Badbloods of different kinds. Serra saw her grinning in the distance, her eyes burned with hate. Then some of Leni's men advanced and transformed into large wolves. They were running towards them, drools were coming out from between their sharp canine teeth.

I gasped and slapped my right hand behind my back to hold it down. Xavier’s head snapped up. “What is wrong?” he demanded. “Nothing,” I stammered. I pressed harder against the trashing metal. “I just... I feel itchy.” He nodded slowly. He reached for his coffee again. The dagger surged. It was stronger now. It burned against my palm. It buzzed with a high-pitched hum only I could feel. Xavier froze. He dropped the cup. It hit the table and tipped over. The dark liquid spilled across the polished wood and cascaded onto the floor. The cup shattered.

she moaned my name, her body beginning to shake, her pussy clenching rhythmically around my fingers. I bit down hard, sinking my fangs deep into the pulse of her throat, piercing the skin with a sharp sting. Warm blood flooded my mouth, rich and intoxicating, her life force pulsing against my tongue. I took several long, greedy gulps, swallowing the metallic sweetness. The taste of her blood was the tipping point. Her pussy convulsed violently around my fingers, walls milking them as she climaxed, her juices gushing out, soaking my hand and the bench beneath her. Waves of pleasure ripped through her, her cries muffled against my shoulder, her body arching and shuddering.