Vampire Kisses Book Novels & Stories

As his palm traced a path up and down her back, then slid over her shoulder and began to massage the rim of her breast, she became acutely aware of the sensations that were taking place within her. She attempted to push him away when he claimed her lips with his, but any idea of resistance or thought at all gone as his mouth closed over hers as he captured her lips with his. She was taken aback by how much she enjoyed his kiss. After all, he was a vampire, yet his kiss was unlike anything that she had ever experienced before. As she pulled him closer, her fingers became entangled in the hair around his nape, and she was suddenly and irrationally eager for the sensation of his body pressing a

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.

I can feel the fire burning in his eyes, I get up from the bed and with calm steps, I approach him, kiss his chest and better inhale the natural perfume of his body, run my hands around his waist and stand on my tiptoes, so that my mouth can reach his, and start kissing him. He squeezes both bands of my ass and pulls me closer to him, his tongue explores me intensely and deliciously, he turns away from my mouth and begins to distribute wet kisses down my neck, I close my eyes and tilting my head to the side, I give him even more access to my neck. He squeezes my waist even tighter and sucks on my neck, I can't hold back and a low moan escapes my mouth, I love feeling the warm contact of his

“The holiest of bloods. You must each take three sips.” Caitlin, Caleb, and Sam each took a chalice. Caitlin drank, taking three sips, wondering what would happen. She was surprised by how sweet it was. More and more vampires crowded around them, closer and closer. They all lowered their heads, as if in prayer, and began to chant. “…to resurrect another day,” they finished chanting, “in God’s ultimate grace.” No, Caitlin thought.

“Three pinches Rosemary; two pinches dill; one spoonful of crush lavender. Boil in one cup of water with black licorice for one hour, at a high boil. Leave it to cool overnight, then force the vampire in question to drink it in its entirety. Of course, this is useless without the ceremony that accompanies it. One must chant the ancient Latin script, used by the church used for thousands of years—” Caitlin’s heart stopped. As she turned the page, she saw that the next page in the book, the one with the ceremony on it, was torn in half. She could not believe it. Half of the page sat loose in the book, between the pages, displaying only part of the Latin ceremony. The other half of the page was

Hunter continues to hit the spot and my legs shake. “Hunter..” “Say my name again like that” he grunts. “Hunter…” His thrusts becomes frenzied as he pounds into me. Flesh slaps against flesh in passionate madness as he possesses me. And makes me whole. I melt. I shudder. “You’re fucKing mine.” He grabs onto my hair. Fucking me. Every fervent thrust is soiling me. Every single rotation of his hips ruining me. I’m no longer Kayla Frisks. I’m Hunter Vanderbilt’s.

Something shifts. The space between us, it's not a battlefield anymore. It's charged and I was so aware of everything. Her hand in mine. The sound of her breathing. The fierce, focused look in her eyes. The blood pulsing in the veins, that sweet smell of human blood I have tried to ignore. There was this unwelcome heat starting in my chest, a feeling I buried centuries ago. I hate this damn feeling. A vampire is supposed to be dead. Everything in him, his heart and emotions. I hate her for making me feel this way.

She watched him intently reading her schedule. “Go back to your classes. I'll see you later mate," he said and gave her the schedule back. He disappeared into the thin air leaving Cassandra all by himself. “That fvcker,” she cursed under her breath and stomped her feet. She breathed deeply and looked at the ceiling, realizing something. Her mate is no other than Sebastian Alistair Blood and worst of all he is the vampire prince. Cassandra doesn’t know if it’s possible to be mates with a vampire. Cassandra was lost in her thoughts. She heaved a sigh and left the room. She went back to her classes as the break was finally over.

'the hell… even if she is his lady, why the fuck is she giving me all this lecture all of a sudden'? She thought and the lady smiled as she folded her hands across her chest. “I'm sure you're wondering why I'm telling you all of these right”? She asked and Haven's eyes opened wide, causing the lady to laugh even more. “I can't read your mind if that's what your thinking, you're just not very good at hiding your expressions”. She said and Haven swallowed. But to her surprise, the lady stretched out her hand and spoke. “I'm Valerie, the packs witch and the personal advisor to alpha Urian".

I asked her as i rubbed my palms together and she nodded before pulling me into her for a hug. "Of course, Wu" She whispered into my ears before pulling me away to give me a kiss. "We're in a graveyard" I teased before she playfully took me by my hands to run, our legs digging into the snowy grounds as she smiled. And then i threw one final glance at the book that almost took eternity to write and looking at the boldened title from afar— VAMP —i smiled, because this was the story of us. And not just because it was finally my big break but also because i knew she would love it. Afterall, you did. THE END.