Vampire Kisses Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him again, this time while he rocks his hips up and down, smoothly sliding in and out of me. It's bliss, and I can't get enough of him. My weight on top of him has him pushing so deep into me that I'm squirming a few seconds into it, and he grabs my ass with his hands, lifting and lowering me at the same time as he moves. I never imagined kissing a vampire, and even though I can feel his canines, they don't feel too sharp or threatening. His kisses are soft and slow, as if he's trying to make them last.

I chuckled and leaned her back in the seat, kissing her forehead again. "Alright, let's go buy some ice cream," I fastened her seatbelt and kissed her head once more. "How many kisses have you had?" She asked, and I jokingly replied. "I didn't know my body could move on its own, hahaha." She gave me a look and then leaned against the seat. "So this is what it feels like to be bitten by a vampire. It feels like I just made a blood donation but in a faster way. You're like a sucking machine, hahaha." I furrowed my brow and turned the steering wheel.

With one flick of my head, I expose my razor-sharp teeth, and with as much as two deep slices, I rip out every attery that will make a difference if he stays alive or not. From behind, there is the sound of another Vampire approaching me, in as little as three…two… I spin on my heels and reach the sharp nails of my claws out, with one smash into his chest; I rip his heart from his body. As he tumbles to the floor, the third comes towards me; he stumbles and falls with his face in the mud. With great ease, I grab a loose tombstone and drop it down on his body. As the final one looks at the perished bodies, he only but takes a giant leap and makes his way down into the darkness of the cemetery

But after Marianne's death, I also realized by investigating their family, that they are actually a family that is comparable in power with us— the Valentine's. I stared Khrystyanna's face for a while and then threw all the bothering thoughts away. I smiled at her and then kissed her forehead. "Alright. If that's what you want, I will do so, my 'Cherrie'." My lips went down from her forehead, to the tip of her nose and then her lips. She froze in shock but loosened up after a while. Her lips are like blood for us vampires. It is so sweet and intoxicating. It is so sexy and dangerous at the same time. But…

If this was a Goodnovel werewolf romance novel, then he would be the Alpha and I would be the naive human girl caught in the wolf's trap. I wet my dry lips. “Thank you, I - " Before I could finish my statement, he grabbed the back of my neck. “Fuck it!" He growled, looking me directly in my eyes. “Just shut up and kiss me.” With my breasts pressed up against his chest, our lips collided into a war of passion. When our mouths met, the world melted into obliviousness. The only thing that mattered was the magic that this man's lips were creating as it caressed mine. I opened my mouth and moaned. His breathing quickened, and so did mine. Our kiss intensified, but it was still slow and soft. My b

"Absolutely. All the war talk is making my head spin, I'll be glad to throw it away for a few hours." The wry smile that had plastered Mason's face the night they'd met returned to his face for the first time in a while. It was the same smile that she had fallen in love with, and couldn't keep the dopey expression off of her own face after seeing it again. Closing her eyes, she leaned in and kissed him. She rested her hand gently on his chest, feeling a pang of sadness when no heartbeat could be found. It was normal for a vampire. They were, in most senses of the word, dead. Her own heartbeat was going strong and steady, reminding her that aside from the war, there would be bigger heartaches

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My moans were embarrassingly loud now as he caressed the swollen numb that ached with a sensual need and then before released his fangs licking at my neck before pulling away. Hazy lust glazed silver orbs looked at me as my mouth twisted in pleasure, his lips were red with my blood and he licked across it before swooping down to capture my bottom lip in his mouth, he sucked it in and pierced it with his fang breaking the skin and I could feel the blood trickle as he pulled away, does this count as kissing? Is this how vamps kiss? The "Orian..." I moaned clutching my free hand to his neck, "please."

I whispered, my voice trembling like my soul already knew the answer. He didn’t reply with words. His eyes, wild and aching, met mine. He leaned in, kissed me softly… then bit. Slow and deliberate, his fangs pierced the base of my neck, and I gasped as the heat of his Vampiric Essence surged into me—claiming, sealing, binding. “MINE,” he growled, possessive and primal, licking over the bruise he’d created. His kisses turned frantic, as if trying to bury himself deeper inside my skin.