Vampire Romanc Novels & Stories

But in truth, it was a sacred thing that created a bond of sorts with whomever you gave it to. I wished now that I had cared more all of those years ago. The matron that fucked me had no thought or care to who I was she only wanted what she could take from me. And I had been hardly more than a boy when she seduced me. Roman’s story isn’t very different. Sadly vamps are usually so randy that they will do anything to taste the first vestiges of sensual pleasures.

He wanted to taste her first. He slipped his hands under her rump and lifted her to his mouth. She cried out. Her legs wrapped tighter about him, then trembled with each slow lick. He began a tender exploration, but soon, Aya's little cries incited him to push it harder and faster. She dug her heels into him and writhed against him. He held on to her hips and applied vampire speed to his tongue.

That I was Romy, the little sister of Alina Hawthorne? Either ways, I wasn’t leaving his room until I drove the knife right into his heart. "Go to hell!" I spat, thrashing wildly to break his hold, but every violent movement only ground my hips against his, sending electric, traitorous shocks of arousal straight down my spine. The mate bond was a terrible, sickening thing. Rowan’s chest rumbled with a dark chuckle, his gaze flickering to my lips. "Gosh, I can smell your arousal, Raven. It’s intoxicating. Feels like you're fighting that far more than you're fighting me,” he smirked. “are you sure you came here to kill me, or fuck me?”

Hoping she could tell him something at least. Although he could tell that Valeria was not like Victoria or Lindsey. She was a fragile human being. As expected, Valeria had no idea. Valeria shook her head and narrowed her gaze again. "My name is Winston Hound. I am the vampire Master from Rome. And I am the man you are fated with. I am your mate." Said the vampire master standing in front of Valeria. Valeria's eyes widened as she looked at the man standing in front of her. She was staring into his eyes while breathing heavily. She never expected to be with a vampire master. But she was somewhat happy knowing that her mate was a vampire master. That too a man who looked like a Greek God. Looki

" I gripped my hands into fists. "One vampire, Roman, who was much older than I, had found his mate too just a few hours before I did. He was livid, trying to break free from the soldiers that blindly followed him." Christine reached out a hand, the heat causing my fists to slack, and her fingers intertwined with hers.

I said kissing her forehead " Then please stay with me just tonight" Riele needed her privacy. I might as well give it to her. I also needed time away from the human. "Of course I'll stay with you" I said smiling as I kissed her lips deeper and deeper. "I don't ever want to leave you" she said and completely climbed above me kissing me slowly will she got tired and fell asleep in my arms. Riele's POV "Lycanthropes are vampires with werewolves characteristics or werewolves with vampire characteristics"

His eyes closed, and his head tilted, allowing the vampire better access. “You're real… you're mine,” The Vampire said softly, and Roman's eyes filled with tears again. “Wait…you…you,” Ezra slowly pulls his head back and looks at the Omega in his arms. He smells the blood and so much more. His stomach turns, and he fights the urge to vomit when he realized what happened to the person in his arms

I locked eyes with Damien. “The Vampire and The Hunter.” I said. He smiled at me. “How ironic.” He replied as he ran his fingers across the mark. It sent a tingling feeling shooting through my chest. “It’s so beautiful.” I said. “It suits us perfectly.” Damien replied. “I’m going to take a bath and try and get some of my strength back.” I said. Damien nodded.

They settled on the floor with her head on his shoulder; this time, with no headrest. "I think I've read up to half of it," she told him, skimming through the pages. The book was quite thick. "The vampire lord and his immortal empress," he read out the subtitle, "I thought they were both immortals?" "Yes but he was a vampire and though vampires can live forever, they can be killed but she, she was blessed by the moon goddess and so, she couldn't be killed. Whenever she is killed, she just wheezes back to life," she explained.

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.