Vampire Kisses Book Novels & Stories

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

Nick and I nodded, “Do you accept your position as queen of the vampires and relinquish your life to the vampires as a hybrid?” “Yes.” “NO!” Mara yelled, but we continued, “Do you accept her as your queen, lover and mate?” Mandy asked Nick, he nodded, “Yes.” She took a knife and cut my hand first and then Nick’s, “This is the blood oath, this will bind your souls together for eternity.” She then muttered words in another language that sounded romanian or greek. She then placed our hands together and Nick bit my neck; I winced at the sudden pain but it soon disappeared

Placing the book back on the shelf, I walked down the shelves skimming through the titles of the famous books as I finally reached a dead end. Hey, Mr. Wall! How long have you been here? Can you tell me a few things about the First Vampire too? Things I want to know except the tragic love story? I chuckled at my self which was totally not sane after such a long walk as my tired eyes landed on a blue covered thin book in the far end of the last shelf. It had no title either. Curiosity got the best of me as I pulled out the book and to my surprise, a strange light flew in the direction of the wall as it vanished.

“That's weird, I bet Ethan is hiding something.” It was already night, I was engrossed in the book I found. It wasn't giving me any solution but it had these vampire stories in them. Their do’s and don't, heroes and heroine, the war between them and hunters and their little alliance with the witches. It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire.

His tongue tangled with hers, deepening the kiss until a low, guttural growl vibrated deep within his massive chest—a sound of pure, unadulterated surrender to the desire he had spent a month trying to starve out. Kiarra didn't flinch. She met his sudden, explosive passion with her own rising heat. Her hands slid up from his biceps to wrap firmly around his neck, her fingers tangling into the thick, wild waves of his dark hair, anchoring him closer. Within her core, her hearth-witch magic flared to life in response to his intensity, sending a wave of ambient, soothing warmth radiating outward through her skin. The air in the darkened alcove grew thick and heavy, smelling intensely of crushed

She bows and says, "Your Highness..." I release some of my vampire pheromones, putting her in a slight daze as I close the door and close the gap between us. I carefully slide my hand on her cheek and then pull her to me, smashing my lips to hers in a dominant kiss. I then wrap my other arm around her so that I can lead her backward, making her hit her back against the bookshelves behind her. She lets out a small gasp from the impact. I then feel my fangs lengthen. I break the kiss and smile as I lower my head and sink my fangs into her neck and drink. She screams at the slight pain but then moans.

His large, light brown eyes opened wide, and as she watched him, they changed color to a light green. Caitlin sat up straighter, and saw that her glass of red wine was still full. She took a sip, and it warmed her. She hadn’t eaten in a while, and went right to her head. She saw the other plastic glass sitting there, and she remembered her manners. “Can I pour you some?” she asked, then added, nervously, “that is, I mean, I don’t know if you drink—” He laughed. “Yes, vampires drink wine, too,” he said with a smile, and came over and held the glass while she poured.

“Prove it. Prove it to me. Turn me. Make me yours forever.” She came in and kissed him hard on his mouth, and as she did, he could no longer resist the primal instinct overwhelming him. He suddenly leaned back, and with a primal snarl, his front teeth extended, longer than he ever imagined they could. And he plunged forward and sunk his teeth deep into her neck. She cried out with a gasp of pain—but it was too late now. His teeth were deep in her neck, and as she leaned back, he held her head with one hand, and with the other plunged deeper, unable to stop himself, as he felt her life force fill his veins.

She looked up to him, his eyes have turned darkest shade, his intense vampire-like gaze sent a shiver down her spine, he walked towards him like a lost puppy those eyes were making her weak She stood in front of him, without any warning placed his rough lips on her plump lips and devour each corner of her lips without showing any mercy on her, sucked her blood, She moaned inside his mouth and held his arms, dug her nails coz she couldn’t handle his kiss, this was different from all his kiss, he pouring all his love, desire, passion, his frustration, she couldn’t feel her legs anymore, he stood up still kissing her, sensing she might fall down anytime, He held her waist and hold her up; she i

The command sent a shiver through me, and I didn’t dare disobey. The kisses on my neck grew more intense as I felt the dress I was wearing dissolve away—literally—leaving me in just my underwear. I wasn’t even surprised; vampires had their tricks. Silas buried his face in my neck, deeply inhaling my scent like he was committing it to memory. At first, it felt like Silas was simply exploring, memorizing every inch of my skin. His lips grazed my neck, leaving soft bites in their wake, and I let out a shaky sigh. My body arched unconsciously toward him as his kisses wandered lower, down my torso.