Romans & histoires Vampire Puppy

I shuddered, my knees almost buckling. He brought those fingers to his lips. I gripped his hand and stopped him before he could put them into his mouth. His fingers were tinted pink with my wetness. The tears, the semen, the wetness between my legs—what we Vampires accept as natural is something I'm not so sure wouldn't thoroughly disgust a human. "Paul, I'm a Vampire," I said. "What makes my body wet is blood." He smiled. "It's okay. I'm a Werewolf. It's what I eat."

~~~ Amaya His eyes no longer had those pretty green tint in them. They were now a bright glowing red colour. His teeth now contained a pair of sharp fangs ready to bite through your skin anytime. He wasn't just my kidnapper anymore. Nor my stalker. He was now my vampire. This realization hit me like a train. My feet were glued to one place not daring to move. My breathing had stopped a while ago. The beast in front of me must've caught on to my nervousness because a small pang of hurt shot across his face but quickly vanished.

Even the crowd of vampires were surprised that she could still stand on her feet. They made a boo-ing sound at the vampire telling him indirectly that he was beaten off by a mere werewolf. For this reason,the second vampire vowed to do more than that. He didn't even wait for the noise to die down before he grabbed Nina and sank his huge fangs into her neck. Nina bit her lips at the shocking pain that passed through her body and even into her blood. Damon was almost at his breaking point. His legs tapping the floor expectantly. Kiyiya could only shiver beside him.She knew that at a point she wouldn't be able to stop Damon.

He led the fight, showing unwavering determination and guided his pack with bravery and skill. In the midst of the chaos, a vampire pounced on Tyler, sinking its teeth deep into his flesh. Pain shot through his body as the venom spread, threatening to take over. His vision blurred, and he staggered back, holding onto his wound. A female Omega, witnessing the attack, quickly slaid the vampire. She hurried to Tyler's side, her eyes filled with fear and worry. "General! No!" she cried out, her voice desperate. She reached out to him, her touch gentle but urgent.

I began to narrate, while he listened: "Teddy was only ten years old when his mother and father were murdered by the dreaded ancient vampire, Mura who was 2000 years old. The vampire prefers to feed on The blood of little kids, then human athans. When Mura invaded their home that day, in the middle of the night, she requested that they should hand over their children in exchange for their own life. Teddy's parents refused to yield to Mura's demand. They refused to show her where their children were hidden. They had gotten a piece of information about the activities of the vampire lately, in the village. Therefore, they had prepared for her if she shows up. The old vampire got angry and kill

Politics to suck others' blood for their satisfaction, their greed. I came to know it later but at least I and satisfied I got to know about my parent's illegal way to achieve whatever they want. "Also, once Dad had told that werewolves have something important to vampires, what was that????...mnnnnn...yes, a something like potion or drink... Yea., a potion. I am damn sure they are after the potion. Only if I know what is their next move, I would go for their end." A girl who only had a baby face turned into a tough she-wolf.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

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.

They had caught a strange scent. One of the vampires reached into the thorny bush and pulled out a young girl of no more than 6 years old. The vampire laughed and turned to his friend. “see this?” Suddenly, the bush ruffled, and a werewolf leaped out. He was no bigger than a husky dog, and his bark was no more threatening than that of a chihuahua. He was still a pup too. He growled at the vampire holding the girl, snapping at his ankles deftly. One of the other vampires kicked him hard across the ribs, and the pup went to the floor whining.