Vampire Lesbian Books Novels & Stories

It had everything from the bloodline that formed them, to the very thing that could destroy them all. And that, she realised, was the reason this section of the library was hidden. “Guys,” she said as she skimmed through the dragon book, “I think what we’re looking for is something like this, but for vampires.” That had to be it, right? She had to be connected to vampires somehow. That Vechi vampire said it himself. “Alright, keep looking,” Isaac said. They were obviously moving faster than her. They had already gone through ten books, but Syanna felt like it was right under her nose.

She slightly raised her long slender hand, gently caressing her red lips. This vampire seemed to be weighing the truth of the words of the person in front of her. Her long, narrow eyes were scheming, but also sly and malicious. Selina lowered her eyes and looked at the person kneeling on the ground. Her blonde hair was floating, and her color was bright and gentle like the morning sun, like a soft patch of sunlight slung over her pearly shoulders. Those blue eyes, like the autumn sky, were full of helplessness, then intertwined with hatred and sadness. The turbulent emotions in those eyes were like a whirlpool, wanting to pull her in and then break her flesh and bones.

A woman with red wild hair and green eyes in an embrace with a man with shoulder length hair and chocolate brown eyes. UNDER MY SKIN….. The book was about an impossible love story. A broken heart leading to some very serious situation. An unhealthy relationship between a vampire and a woman. It was about soul mates. Vera loved the sound of it and so, she quickly opened the book and began reading. CHAPTER ONE….

“But over time, the darker vampire races followed them here, and in increasing numbers. The early wars in the colonies weren’t between humans: they were really wars between good and evil vampire races. “And the persecution of witches in Salem was just a front for a persecution of vampires. Wherever there is good, bad follows. A perpetual battle between light and dark. The witches who were persecuted and hung in Salem were all of the good vampire race. “This is why it would make perfect sense for your father to be buried here. Why Salem, in general, makes perfect sense. Why your necklace makes perfect sense. It all points to the same thing: that you are the one heir. The key to finding the sw

Then, turning towards a fallen Hailey, I asked, "Is this some of your new tricks to separate me and Daniel? Because trust me they aren't working." "Don't trust me then. But, will you deny what you see with your own eyes? You won't. Right? Daniel is a vampire. Not just any vampire. He's the Vampire King of Eleneas. I saw it with my own eyes!" Hailey's words just made me narrow my eyes at the game she and her brother were playing to separate me and Daniel.

It swelled, tying them as she came, screaming his name. Hours blurred. He ate her out on the floor, tongue fucking her cum-filled pussy, fangs nicking inner thighs for blood sips. She squirted on his face, drowning him. Then his turn—she deepthroated, gagging full length, balls on her chin. "Swallow my load, shy slutty vampire." Cum shot down Lydia's throat, thick and salty; she gulped it all, some dribbling out. Against the shelves, he took her standing, one leg up, cock hammering her g-spot. Books fell like rain. "Fuck me harder, please. I don't care if you break the damn library!"

Being a creature of the night, I embraced the warmth of the Lycan Alpha's lips as a harbinger of change—a celestial alignment that defied the conventions of our supernatural realms. In that fleeting moment, I surrendered to the currents of destiny, my lips locking with her in a silent vow that echoed through the ages. The kiss, an ephemeral communion, spoke of a connection that transcended the confines of immortality—a union forged in the crucible of time, where vampire and Lycan found solace in the embrace of each other. Yes. She's a Lycan. A Lycan who was destined to end my life, but even after knowing that, I am still ready to get my life taken if it's her who’ll take it.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

I couldn't overlook High Queen's contribution though, she had provided me with many books and manuscripts that I loved reading. "I don't want any disturbance", I ordered Bastian who was standing at the foot of the staircase. He bowed as he remained standing stoically. As soon as I reached the library, I went to the section where I had compiled the books about the evolution of our kind. I started perusing through the spines and when my gaze rested upon the black spined golden bordered book, I took it out. This was the latest collection, written by one of the Royals - Diana, after a lot of research. It dealt with how we find our mates and how the connection is strengthened. I flicked through t

Kathrena had been reading chapter five, but even as I read the embossed V I could see the chapter title beneath: Vampyre and Werewolf Mate Bonds.