Vampire Hunter D Bloodlust 2000 Novels & Stories

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.

He smiled at me, "If I don't eat it's not like I'll die. Vampires can last an entire lifetime without blood...it's just very, very excruciating and can drive even the best of us to wipe out the entire human population because of blood lust." "Still! I want you to feed! It's not healthy for you to go without blood like that!" I said very angry with him. "Okay darling, dearest, honey bunch, sweetie pie. You are really starting to sound like you're married to me!" He chuckled. This made me blush very wildly. "Speaking of which, what's the next hint for the girl you like?" I asked as we neared the school yard. "Well, she is a Hunter. She has a tattoo as well and her name is..."

The Xander thing I understood, but the blood moon thing seemed off. "The blood moon stresses you out?" I questioned. I knew that it had been stressing me out. He nodded. "The blood moon stresses out almost every vampire. The fact that we have very little control over what we do until our bloodlust is satisfied makes for a very shitty night that none of us really care to remember." It was quiet for a long moment. "I see," I replied almost silently. Ever since he brought it up I could feel that my nervousness had returned. I had tried to just ignore it, but it was almost here.

The blood bleeding from her nose made her look so alluring like a bleeding vampire. "Hey" Diane snapped her fingers and Hunter quickly fell out of his daze. "Look bitch just pick up.." He was still talking when Diane cut him short and Hunter was so surprised. "You call me a bitch?" Diane ask with a serious tone fuming in anger as her chest rise and fall rhythmically . With her werewolf speed she yank the soda bottle from Diana and smashed it on Hunter's head before anyone could make attempt to stop her. The bottle shattered into pieces as Hunter fell to the ground and the crowd gasps.

“It’s about a human woman.” “Oh,” Ambrose said, leaning back in his chair, crossing his legs, his interest peaked. “Please do continue.” “I met her at the blood auction, her scent drove my vampire side mad, he just had to have her. I have never felt so much bloodlust before, I felt like if I didn’t sink my teeth into her right then and there, I’d shrivel up and die.” “Hmm interesting,” Ambrose said raising his hand to stroke his long white beard. “And did you given in? Did you drain her dry?”

"Make us gone, Danny. There's more on the way. Coming at us from above—" At that instant, something heavy hit the roof of the vehicle. In a peal of screeching tires, Danny threw the SUV into reverse, dislodging the Hunter onto the hood. A fast zigzagging maneuver threw it off the car completely, and as the feral vampire came up from its roll on the street, the leather-clad warrior in the passenger seat leaned out his open window and filled the Hunter with a merciless hail of bullets. The warrior squeezing the trigger shouted a coarse battle cry as a seemingly endless blast of gunfire ripped like thunder into the night. When it finally ceased, Danny exhaled a wry oath.

Eljo heard screams and saw that people were running out of the compound. Vampires won’t go near a hunter as they know that besides drinking to death or being burnt to death by fire or daylight, a hunter can kill them as well. A hunter, when their sense was activated, can penetrate a vampire's skin. All the hunters have to do was punch a hole in the place where the vampire's heart used to be and leave a single strand of their own hair; or any part of their body, but a strand of hair was the obvious choice. A single strand of hunter's hair in the place where a vampire’s heart used to be before it turned to ash, blows up vampire-like fireworks unless they were born Vampires like some Prehistori

and then when the rogue was done with my brother, it'd hunt Marley down and. “Sire!” For the second time in as many days, Tony came bursting through the doors of the library. But this time, his fledgling, Maddison was close on his heels, her hands covered in a brackish black liquid. Being what I am, I knew in an instant what it was. Coagulated vampire blood. I stood as Tony and Maddison came closer. “What’s—” Tony turned to Maddison and the pretty blonde vampire lifted her blue gaze to me. The woman had always been one of my favorite hunters. “Maddison, tell him.”

one of the bloodsuckers growled, distracted. It was now or never. Lily launched herself from the edge of the hayloft with a menacing growl, landing on top of one of the vamps. Her jaws snapped, teeth ripping and tearing into deadened vamp flesh. The vampire let out a shrieking hiss. But with surprise on her side, Lily sank her canines into the vampire’s jugular, filling her mouth with a nasty iron taste. She ripped her muzzle back, taking out the vampire by its throat.