Vampire Pet 소설 & 이야기

she asked, she hadn’t even thought a vampire could do something like that let alone let that be an option “yeah he’s done it. There was a human here when i first became his familiar who only wanted to be bitten, he let the others give that human the bite but he only scratched and drank that way, by the end the human was able to let him feed without feeling a thing from him, it had been why i knew when it was my turn to be part of his people that i would call you to help me and them, they are so careful pet i had no choice but to trust them” mave said she had stopped packing looking her in the eyes. She sighed

Am I supposed to sit and heel and eat out of his hand? Tony sighed. "Vampires who have caught his attention become his playthings. Sometimes he pleasures them or has them pleasure him. But when a Vampire is so old that he can barely remember being alive, then what gives him pleasure becomes twisted. When he finishes with his pets they are maimed."

I said "Do you plan on treating her like a beloved or keeping her like a ?" The look I gave him made him be quiet. I knew what he was thinking. He thought I might keep her as a pet. A pet was a human that some of the vampires would keep. A pet had to do anything their master said. They were basically slaves. I never kept a pet, but didn't mind if others did. "She is not my pet. She is my beloved. I'd better not ever hear you say that again."

Her blood ran cold on the sight before her, judging from what she could see she was the most covered of all the other pets, many of them were naked and some wore clothes that left little to nothing for imagination. Her breath hitched in her throat, few of the females had pets which were of course males. The scars where they had been whipped were evident on many of the pets, they also had bite marks. Isabella watched in horror as one of the Male vampires fed from his pet and he looked closely at her, she flinched and clutched tightly to Alessandro.

“No vampire gives up their blood so easily. For a vampire of Damien’s ranking… it is an insult to even suggest such a thing!” “I’m sorry,” the pet doctor said, lowering his head. “But that is the only way I can think of…” “Sharing vampire blood creates a blood bond. This… pet… is entirely undeserving,” Henry continued. “Such a thing requires a grand ceremony. It’s nothing so casual. A werewolf pet is entirely undeserving of such an honor, especially with Damien’s noble blood.” Unlike Henry, I had no care about my nobility or importance. Nor did I care about my blood, especially one mere drop.

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

He said. His words made my heart flutter. I couldn’t be getting attached to him though… I know my place as his pet. And sex is part of it… Or it can be. A lot of Vampires have sex with their pets. I didn’t know anything about Reavers, but this felt different… It felt like more. And I wasn’t ashamed to admit that I wanted it… Whatever it was, too.

the pet master responded, looking very pleased with himself, "It was quite entertaining really. Shut her up nice and quick." The man's brow furrowed, but only for a second. "Age?" he asked. My eyes widened in surprise. He was actually considering buying me. "Seventeen." "Who was her breeder?" he followed up. Breeders. The vampires who took in the slaves and pets that couldn't perform their duties. The ones that forced them to conceive a few children before taking the child and killing the parents for their blood. The whole process made me want to curl up in a ball and cry.

She paced calmly inside the bedroom while resuming her story. ‘Vampires are not turned. We are born like this. There are eighteen years for us to be at peace with the idea of being immortal. Our bodies protect themselves by not feeling any pain, and healing fast for those eighteen years. We are just like every human being inside but our blood and our nerve system defines our species. Our blood has what humans like to call as fast metabolism, and the absence of pain, they gave it a name, as if it was a disease. But that is not the truth. Between the ages of seventeen and eighteen, one must go through the Rite of Shadows to fully transform. We call it the Rite of Shadows because until you are

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,