Vampire Michael Jackson Novels & Stories

"I've explained it to your partner. I said we were going to the hospital because we wanted to check on Vincent, who had a strange syndrome. But he doesn't believe it," Zach accused Michael. Jake glanced at his partner but then turned back to Zach. "What syndrome does he have?" "What syndrome does he have?" Jake asked. Zach was silent and stunned for a moment. He wasn't sure if he spoke, then everyone would believe him. "Did you see when Vincent bit the man who had attacked people at the hospital? Vincent is a vampire. The vampire transmits a virus that turns other people into vampires as well. Just like in the movie," said Zach, as if he were fantasizing.

But to her surprised Moana started to lose consciousness when someone injected her something and it was Jet who just came. "Jet?" Waylan said while feeling scared until now. Jet never answers. He carried Moana and put her on a sofa while Waylan is at his back. "Jet? What is this?" What are you doing?" "Waylan she's not human, I told you before vampires do exist," Vlahdy said. "How did you know?"

Zoe gasped, reaching up to paw at side of Michael's head. "Yeah, no problem," Michael leaned down and cocked his head to the side. Zoe's mouth clamped down right onto his jugular and she began to drink. Michael was lost in the eroticism that came with a Vampire's Bite that he soon forgot why he was in a rush to begin with. *

Michael Jackson had turned the world upside down with his music, and he often wondered what it would have been like to meet him, to talk to him, to express his admiration. "He was charming. You would have fallen in love with him the moment you laid eyes on him," she said. Elijah's humming came to a halt. He opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling before turning his head to the small opaque coloured sofa by the window. It held several records he had bought weeks ago, and he stared at them, reading the songs on the back. The same sensation ran through his body, preventing him from even uttering a word. "Scream, Beat it, Billie Jean... oh," she exclaimed. "And my favorite," she smiled, "Bl

We went near the window and waved to the others inside. Alex said at the top of his voice, “The monster has been killed. It is safe to let us in.” “We can’t, What if you have caught the Vampire Virus and you start killing us?” Michael’s feeble voice sounded through the window. “Are you crazy! How is that possible? Can’t you see that we are walking and talking normally?” I was taken aback by Michael’s words but I understood his apprehension too. So, I said, “ Michael, rest assured we aren’t infected by the virus. Please, let us in. I am very thirsty.”

“To add to it all, I’m still new at fighting. I doubt that I’ll be much help if we have to fight them off.” “I’ll cloak us. Hold me tight,” I said with urgency as I pulled on my magic to make us invisible. “Missy! Cindy! Come on out, sweethearts,” Michael bellowed in a sickly sweet voice as he stepped over the vampire’s head and marched into the foyer. He was still in his human form, but I could feel his full moon power emanating from him. Blasts of his power filled the house with each movement. Had I not been so frightened, I would have found it spectacular. When we didn’t reply, he turned to his men on the porch and said, “Bring him in.”

Michael Jackson Joe Hale nods his head very fast, letting out soft little pants from his mouth. "Please, Michael," the omega begs. Michael Jackson buries his big hand deep inside Joe's soft hair and pushes a third finger right inside him, noticing how incredibly tight his young husband feels. "Tell me your wolf is mine," Michael begs in a rough voice, needing to hear those words so badly. He knows he does not deserve a pure omega like Joe, but fuck, his inner wolf needs him more than air.

I asked, breaking the silence. Nico didn't say anything at first, just very reluctantly released his arms from around me and gently grabbed my hands with his own. His eyes had almost returned to how they normally were, which I guess was a good sign. He cleared his throat. "Yeah. I'm fine," He began, not sounding too sure of himself, "It was just a nightmare." His words caught me by surprise. I had learned that vampires rarely if ever had dreams let alone nightmares. "Oh," I paused for a second, noticing how he was absentmindedly rubbing the top of my hands with his thumbs, "Do you want to talk about it?"

But prince Williams is also a vampire, so how come he has a deep blue eyes? All the vampires have red eyes ,so what's the problem with him? Something seems off!

Violetta held on to his arm to give him warmth. Jaxon quickly looked around, searching for a solution. Then he saw a dead vampire nearby. An idea popped into his head. "This is crazy, but I hope it works." Curious, Violetta asked, "What do you want to do?" Without hesitation, he took out his dagger and swiftly cut off the vampire's head, collecting its blood in his palms. He hurried back to Tyler's side and gently lifted his friend's head. "Tyler, I know this is risky, but it's our only chance," Jaxon said urgently. "I'm going to give you some vampire blood as a medicine. It should neutralize the venom and heal you."