Vampire Kisses Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

"But you have to focus…" "Now Jasmine!" His cold tone told me not to argue anymore so I dutifully obliged and did as he said. I noticed that he was gripping the wheels tightly. His jaw was clenched and his somewhat raised irises glazed furry. I sank into my seat and bit my lip. I never imagined I would be in this type of situation with a vampire. Heck! I never imagined being in any situation with a vampire. But still, I wouldn't have it any other way, not to mention the way Kyle made me feel. I can't even fathom or put a name on how he made me feel. All I knew was that I just couldn't stop thinking about him, and I can't shrug off how he makes me feel. It was intense, scary yet sweet, purpos

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Long nails slashed at their sides and bled them out for all they were worth. A sharp hiss rang out from them before a familiar grunt echoed in the room. I was momentarily distracted by Serin's grunt of pain, which allowed one of the injured vampires to bite down into my neck. I hissed at the sensation before ripping his head off and quickly making my way to Serin and helping him out. I hissed as the bite on my neck began to sting and hoped that the vampire that bit me didn't carry any infection. Hoisting Serin up by his hands, I pulled him up and along with me.

Without breaking the kiss, he gently pulls me into his big muscular arms and further intensifies the kiss. His lips are warm and soft. They were partly sighted, allowing my tongue to slip inside. Our bodies are pressed together heatedly as I our lips joined with each other's. I can taste our shared breath and feel the taste of our combined heartbeat. Warmth blossoms in my chest, igniting it as Alpha Nolan leans in close, with his lips brushing tentatively. This is my first kiss ever. The smell of his perfume is dizzying and it causes butterflies to dance in my stomach. My eyes are closed and they seem to have gotten stuck.

After getting on his seat, the lead vampire lord started to read the vows and the two were repeating each word after him. The two were waiting for the words "You may kiss the bride" to fill the whole room. As they echoed, Kyson was already leaned in kissing her passionately as if there was no tomorrow. He didn't even accomadate the shyness of his bride. All he wanted was to devour this woman.

She let out a small laugh, "I got so deep in denial that even when you first kissed me I doubted what it meant because it still seemed so impossible. It still seems so impossible but it feels so right." I sat next to her on the bed. Although I was beyond excited to hear her words, I understood her toll of doubting everything up to this point and being unsure of this. "I want to be with you in that way. I want everything that you offered. But-" she turned away, her brows drawn together. "But?" I questioned, worry quickly filling my mind. "But you're a Vampire." "Yeah?" "And I'm a Human." "And?" She looked at me like I was missing something.

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.

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.

He asked me why I would think of such a thing. “I guess I thought no one would bother to look for me. I thought you’d find it troublesome and continue with your journey…,”, I tried to explain, but he cut me off by grabbing my chin and raising my head to look at him. His fingers grazed my cheek as he brushed a strand of hair away from my face. The small action gave me goosebumps. I didn’t know whether I wasn’t seeing clearly or imagining it, but his gaze moved to my eyes, which glistened with tears and fell to my lips. I gulped because of his intense gaze. He pulled me closer to him, and I was about to ask him what he was doing when his lips came down onto mine. I stood frozen on the spot, no

he added, the sweetest smile on his face. But Cyrille was taken aback when the man’s fangs protruded from his mouth, as if in a vampire film, and she became even more terrified. “Now, let me taste you once more, my love...” Cyrille awoke sweating profusely, trying to catch her breath. She can’t believe what she’s been dreaming about. She enjoys everything about vampires, but that was the only time she was scared. “Wait, what was that? Why did I have such a random dream?” She kept asking herself, unable to believe what had happened to her. She felt as if she were in a bureaucratic nightmare that she would never be able to escape, no matter how way too obsessed she is with vampires.