Vampire Mouth Novels & Stories

He started to thrust again, moaning softly. "You startled me with those hips of yours, but we're not stopping until I make you cum." He kissed her neck, his fangs gently grazing her skin. She moaned, arcing her neck for him. His fangs pierced her skin slowly, letting the blood rush to the surface before gushing into his mouth. She moaned louder, feeling dizzy as he drank from her. His thrusts grew deeper and harder, the sound of her juices with each thrust making her blush.

I nodded as she took another huge bite, “Well, I’m pretty sure the baby is a vampire.” She smiled a bit, “Perhaps, but who knows, could be a werewolf or even a hybrid.” I didn’t argue with her there. We continued eating as Amy and Mandy came in, “Hello you two, how is your day going?” Mandy asked, I looked to Aiday who just stayed silent as she continued eating her food, but this piqued Mandy’s curiosity. “What’s going on?” She asked, Aiday continued eating, then Amy chimed in,

And I knew I could not tell Nikolai. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, forcing the words out despite the way my voice trembled. He laughed. It was low. Dark. It curled around me like smoke and made my skin prickle. “The vampires have a rare trait,” he said slowly, leaning back in his chair. “When they claim a human, they bite into their neck and leave a mark called the Blood Mark. It binds them. Body and mind.” My fingers curled into my lap and I could almost feel his teeth again in my neck, claiming me.

It was nothing like the vampire that I'd seen the other day in the forest. The vampire's eyes were completely yellow with no pupils and their skin was whiter than milk. The vampire screeched again, reviewing all of the sharp teeth that look deadlier than knives. Their claws reached out, trying to scratch me. Their nails were long and yellow, covered with dirt. My heart pounds on my chest as the vampire moved closer and closer to me. I turned back, forcing myself to run as fast as I could go. I don't know why I feel the urge to turn back and look at the vampire again. I turned my head once again and right when that happens, the vampire clawed the side of my face. I let out a scream. Jade Loui

My mind was swayed by the will of the man in front of me. It was unnerving and foreign and screamed of everything wrong and unnatural. I tried to scream as a wide grin stared down at me. It wasn't for the fact that the man was smiling down at me, but for the large sharp teeth that were housed inside of his mouth. "Do you feel afraid?" I tried to fight off the vampire's compulsion, but he was stronger than I was. 'Sh*t,' I thought. 'He must be a pureblood vampire.' There was nothing more dangerous and threatening to halflings such as myself than pure-blooded vampires.

The only fast way was simply to swim considering this side of the beach was deserted with no speed boats in sight. "Going for a swim?" a male voice asked with an Irish accent. Kim spun around heel in head ready to take him. The man regarded her coolly. He had reddish brown hair falling to his shoulders and he stood perfectly still in a black suit. He looked to be in his twenties, maybe older with scruff covering his chin and cheeks. After a second of analyzing him, Kim knew without a doubt he was a vampire. No human could have snuck up on her so easily.

I guess what my mother always said is true, When things are going really well there's opposition around the corner. Malcolm just smirked, "We'll see," he got up from the bed and walked towards the door. "Since I don't want to lose the littles, I've had my witches put a scent shadow spell upon you and them, also Monroe here has gladly volunteered to bleed you dry if you try to leave this room," a tall, pale, well muscled vampire walked in. He had the sharpest green eyes and the most firey auburn hair I'd ever seen. What Stoker wrote about vampires was way off base. They were normal looking except for the paleness of their skin and the "fangs" were just their normal canines just a little more

I groaned flopping onto my side, my tongue hanging as I painted. “Vampire blood is poisonous to you, it causes blisters and swelling, nausea, vomiting, even in large amounts.” She said as she turned the pages. “Figured that one out on my own thanks, didn’t even need a fancy PH.D.” I rolled and stretched, desperate to find some relief from the endless churning of my gut.

She loved the way he explained it, but still she wanted the gory version "Okay then..." They pulled up to the RV's and he drew the handbrake, this was his only chance, always keeping a knife to his left under the seat he reached down and purposefully cut himself, pretending to flinch he barked flicking the cut finger so the blood had a nice irrigation effect over the dash "Shit! I forgot about that!" He said and placed the finger in his mouth. Looking at her the results was imminent, her eyes were wide and unmistakable, now well educated on what signs to look for in vampires that partially opened mouth of hers sported not long, but very slightly sharpened incisors.

“It's way more than that. We have: Moonfeast: Once a month, the village gathers beneath the Bloodwell. Goblets overflow with mortal blood, and the air fills with haunting music played on bone flutes and silver strings and the blood is shared one by one. The Claiming: A ritual where vampires mark chosen humans as theirs, lovers, thralls, or prey. Possession is both power and devotion. The most terrifying of them all. The Eternal Silence: A law forbidding loud laughter, music, or mortal-like festivity. Joy, if it exists here, is quiet, dangerous, and always tinged with hunger. Where are we, in prison?” “Okayyyy… That's wayyyy worse than I imagined. I won't even survive one week here. How do yo