Vampire Manga Romance Novels & Stories

I focus really hard, and I begin to feel my hands heat up. "What are you doing?" says the vampire. I ignore him and keep focusing until I think I'm ready. Then, I open my eyes and shove my hands forward, making contact with his face. I hear a sizzling sound and smell the scent of burning flesh as he cries out in pain. He wraps his hands around my neck and throws me to the floor. I stand right back up, and hive him a hard shove in the chest sending him flying backwards into the dining room table. A chair collapses under his weight, now laying on the ground beneath him in pieces. "What the hell was that?" He shouts, swiftly returning to his feet. He rushes forward and a feeling of fear instant

Kurama was trapped between bodies on top of him, cornered and approached towards the wall, when a red and greedy mouth of a vampire kissed him, at that time, Kurama was panting, there were two men much bigger than him, The two men were stronger, a vampire kissing him, in the midst of descending his mouth on a left nipple sucking it, hands lifting his blouse, between his moans, he thought desperately of an exit, before. As hands tugged at his pants, with hands going into his underwear, one hand on his nipple, another mouth on his left nipple, they began to pump his cock, both rubbing against him, as they began to make his cock hard. . - Calm down. – One of them said, amid the hickeys, when he

Unknown POV As Ramon, the vampire lord, gently entwined with his sweet mate Jasmine, the room was bathed in the soft glow of moonlight filtering through lace curtains. A tender chill brushed against their skin, heightening every touch and sensation. Ramon’s fingertips brushed lightly across Jasmine’s skin, igniting a trail of electric shivers that seemed to dance beneath the surface. His senses were heightened, and he could hear the soft rhythm of her heartbeat, feel the warmth spreading where their bodies met. Jasmine’s hands traced along his back, feeling the firm muscles that hinted at the power he held in reserve, yet was now replaced by a gentle, unhurried tenderness.

Making me shiver and he thinks it's because I feel good so he fondles the other breast and rolls my nipple. The magically created bond makes me moan at the sparks that crosses my skin were we connect. "What's your name" I almost pant my question at him. "Taro" He answers and smile and kisses me hard on my mouth and I gasp when one of the vampires pinch my clit. He puts his tongue in my mouth and he explore my mouth and I can feel he is becoming aroused and I think of ice, a lot of ice. The door opens and my sister practically screams. "Stop"

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 moaned, closing my eyes as I tried to take all of him, my pussy clenching tightly around his member. “Look at me, Lia! Watch me as I claim you” his voice was a low, predatory growl. His thrust got faster and harder, he leaned forward and claimed my lips, catching my moans in my throat as he drove me without mercy. My hands gripped his back, holding on tightly as he filled me up completely, thrusting with so much force I was very sure I was going to miss school tomorrow—but I never wanted him to stop. I heard sex with a vampire is usually very rough, I can vouch for that now.

Now, a mere werewolf had taken her place in his heart. As Vanessa paced her room, her thoughts raced. She gazed at an ornate mirror, where her reflection, a stunning vampire with long ebony hair and piercing red eyes, stared back at her. She whispered to her own image, her voice seething with bitterness, "Mara, you will not take what's rightfully mine. I will ensure that you meet your doom."

She waited for him to explode in anger or annoyance so she would poke his wound hard enough and make her escape. He did nothing as she thought, instead a smile teased on those lips. The quirk of his lips had her eyes falling to those sinful lips that were on hers twice, she abruptly averted her gaze feeling embarrassed as red coloured her cheeks. "No, vampires don't drink their blood or other vampires' blood except for their mates, the mates always drink from each other, mostly during sex, it makes things more intense and pleasurable," She blinked at him wide-eyed. She sealed her mouth shut not wanting to ask any more questions.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

Lucia "Zion," I moaned as his tongue lapped against mine, sweeping my entire mouth, captivating my entire body with his tongue. With the intoxicating strength reverberating through my body, I thread my fingers through his hair and he relaxes at the contact. I pull him close to my body, his fingers pressing the curve of my spine and gripping my thighs and lifting me. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his waist, pressing myself into him without breaking the contact of our lips. He pushes my back against the tree, leaving my lips and his lips land on my neck, sucking and nibbling against my skin. The action alone is sending a thousand ripples down my spine and the tingling sensation between