Vampire Idol Mga Nobela at Kwento

Shiera laughed at his expression and said, “See… even you couldn’t resist not look at my body…’’ she paused… “Blake,’’ she added in a teasing voice, giggling inside her mind. “Stop daydreaming, Shiera, I rather suck your blood than being seduced,’’ he whispered. “What did you say?’’ she confusedly asked and Blake drew out a teasing chuckle. He clenched his hands into a fist and went straight to his office, getting rid of his cravings. “What do you want?” he talked to himself. He was having a hard time battling with his body’s desire, sucking human blood was against his will, but he did it. He hated himself, he was only fortunate that Veronica, the girl he saved never told anyone what she saw

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉. Vampires!. We don't come uninvited but once you invite us, we are free to come and go as we like. The fool thinks I'm a whore, he's digging his own grave by himself, my mate must survive I don't care how many lives will be sacrificed, I'm a centre of attraction but if a man can't control himself, I'm also a centre of destruction, I will destroy all the good things in his life, he will be left empty before I come for his life.

My head tilted up slightly before my eyes met his bright red ones and I sucked in a sharp breath. "This is who I really am, my Aphrodite. I am a monster. I am a beautiful monster. I am an evil shrouded in the beauty that the human world falls in charms to. I am able to run at speeds that are faster than a bullet. I am able to reach the other side of this Earth in a day. I am able to live and walk amongst the mortals. I am able to look as though I am one of you, when instead I am far from it. I am able to come off as a human, gain trust from humans and in return I will end you. I am a vampire, my sweet and naive Aphrodite," at this he let go of my hands and simply caressed my face as though I

I protest. The thing that used to be Jade looks between him and myself, uncertainly. “I’m not… I don’t want to hurt anyone who doesn’t deserve it. If I have to be a vampire, I’ll be one who preys on, on the people who prey on others. Rapists, and abusers, and serial killers.” It sways on its feet, and leans against the desk. Its eyes… I hadn’t dared look at its eyes, but I catch a glimpse now and it’s not the horrible, intense stare that wants to rip your soul out and make you a puppet or slave. Its eyes are red. Pure red, like fresh blood from an artery. Its lips part, and I can see the points of its eye teeth. “I’m so hungry,” it whispers, “but I won’t. I won’t!” Gabriella tugs at Aiden’s

I ask, and I watch Talvin nod his head yes. On his eighteenth birthday, Talvin had asked for one thing: to become a Vampire and be mated to Sydney. After becoming a vampire myself, I could not say no to him. “Please, guys?” Talvin whispers from the room. “It would be our honor.” Lawler agrees immediately. “I will help you in any way that I can,” I confirm as well. “Ok, let’s take them to dinner then,” Sydney confirms before going into the room to talk to them.

Why do they make my heart ache so much when she says I am not what she thought I was? "Look at me," I ask her. She first hesitates to respond but later turns and looks me in the eyes. I can now see the beautiful delicate outline of her face. She has brown eyes and jet-black silky hair which Cascades down her shoulders in waves. "I am a vampire. I mean werewolves can't get vampire mates," I tell her. She doesn't seem affected by my identity. "Who said that?" she asks me with a slight shrug of her shoulder.

Before power taught him indifference. “Vampire bonds are not like wolf bonds,” I say quietly. “They are not merely fate.” “They are an obsession,” Maereth agrees. “Madness. Devotion sharpened into a weapon.” “They consume,” I whisper. “They do not care who they destroy along the way.” Maereth studies me. “And this one is worse.” “Yes.” My voice hardens. “Because it is tied to someone who will not break.” The girl—V. Hybrid. Fire-blooded. Stubborn as sin.

Selina's face grew even more scornful, but in that disdain, there was a hint of upset: - You think I don't know that basic thing? Do you think I'm stupid? It's just that I don't want to bite you. Could it be that you don't feel dirty? Blood and saliva will cover your neck! And biting directly on a human neck looks like it lacks aristocracy. I want human blood to be poured into a wine glass. I'm a noble vampire! When Oralie heard that her face was becoming more and more confused, she couldn't help but ask curiously:

She couldn't shake off the feeling that there were pieces of her past that she was missing, and Luna's presence only intensified her desire to uncover the truth. Emily decided to confide in her close friend, Isabella, a vampire with a talent for unraveling secrets. Isabella, sympathetic to Emily's plight, promised to help her discover the truth about her lineage. Together, they embarked on a clandestine investigation, digging into ancient vampire archives and seeking out hidden knowledge within the vampire community.

Thinking about it made her even madder. “I see! That vampire, huh… well, what have you decided? Marry him or not?” Alisson sighed, “I heard that the vampire prince is cruel. He is a ruthless killer who bears an ugly face.” Akira, who had just raised her brows, was confused about what Alisson meant to say. Ruthless? Yes. But ugly? From her taste, he would pass. But of course, she would never say that. Her pride wouldn't let her. Akira detests vampires.