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I mean, she was trained to hunt down vampire but here she is, calling the one she is after her mate. I slowly sipped from the cup of coffee that I had requested Anastasia to make for me. Ever since the day I had told Anastasia off, she really haven't attempted to do anything funny. And what do I mean by anything funny? She didn't try to seduce me or anything of such. In order words, I will say I have lost interest in sleeping with humans. I would rather sleep with werewolves, than humans. Not after what Carter had done and a lot more. My phone rang, only for me to see Aurora calling.

He asked me curiously. "Tell me if I suck," I purred lightly. He blushed and nodded to me before he relaxed under me and kissed my lips again. I ran my fingers down to his pants and shoved them down so we could be equals. He gasped slightly against my lips and then kissed me deeply, pulling me close to him. I could feel his heart racing in his chest. I wrapped his legs around me and kissed him deeply as I started to rock my hips against his. He moaned and pulled back from my lips for air, blushing as he gripped my hair a bit and arched his back. I leaned back into the kiss savagely and let out a sadistic growl to mess with him. He tensed up under me and quickly pulled back from the kiss, loo

Sighing, I crawled under the sheets and stared out at the dark, starry sky. I wonder if half vampires also have mates? Will I know who's mine when I see him? *~*~*~*~*~*~* Hola Beautiful Readers! Have a fun read and if you liked the story then please support the author on I* @alice_blonday ;) Meanwhile, SMILE because you look beautiful smiling. Adios!

And find out if there was any way to fix it. As she drove, Caitlin thought again of the rare books she had found in her library. Most of all, she that of that one rare volume, and its torn page. She thought of its ancient ceremony, the one in Latin, with its cure for vampirism. She wondered again if it was real. Was that just passed down from folklore? An old wives’ tale?

There were two ladders with wheels so that you could climb to reach a book you wanted. Sebastian pulled out a book or two to read the title, and then put them back. He decided on three. “These books are about various gifts vampires of the past have had and how to use them. There are three volumes. Let’s start there.” I took the books and looked at the unfamiliar words, feeling embarrassed. “I can’t read very well, if not at all anymore.” Sebastian said, “What do you mean. Haven’t you learned?” “When the Luna was alive, I had started my letters and sounds and started to build simple words. But after she died. The werewolves hated me and never gave me the chance to learn more.”

she said “you are not crazy little tank, there is no doubt that the vampires you have met are and were evil but the reason i seem to be making you question everything is because you have lumped us all into the same category which i find surprising. I mean, how exactly is it you think we get half breeds like yourself? If we raped and pilaged all the time we would have been extinct by now, in this day and age where even fankensteins monster can find someone to love in the movies why cant we? It was you who made us realize even vampires are romantic now after all” he said

Vlad raised an eyebrow as he caught the title: The Night That Devoured the Heart. A vampire romance written by a human in the nineteenth century. “Since when did you become a romantic?” Vlad asked, his tone dripping with irony. Lucian closed the book, stared at the cover for a moment, and let out a deep sigh. “I thought I was going to have to give you a good correction these days,” Vlad continued, crossing his arms. The ruby ring on his finger caught the faint firelight. “You seemed possessed. But it appears you’ve resolved your internal crisis on your own. You’re calmer. That tells me the human is no longer in immediate danger from you.”

Although, he knows I would never hurt our mate, and having tasted her the first night I marked her without issue, he is still concerned for any potential bloodlust I have for her divine blood. Admittedly it is so difficult to pull away. No blood I have ever had has tasted as amazing as hers, she is my personal aphrodisiac drug. Fighting myself with all my willpower, I remove my fangs from her delicious neck and clean up her wound with my tongue. Her sweet nectar coats my hard cock as she rides me faster. The experience of my venom surging into her as I drank from her neck heightened her arousal as well as mine. Both Damen and Max felt it too and are fighting their transitions. Damen’s eyes f

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"But seriously, answer me." "No, I don't sleep. I don't have the privilege to do so," she finally replied. "Why not? Don't go with a lie now." "I won't lie to you." "Yes, and I'm stupid." His sarcastic tone could be worse than anything else. She ignored it and responded, "Vampires don't sleep." The laughter from his forum echoed in his conscience. Hell, what a big lie. Didn't it occur to you to tell him that it's because you like the darkness too? You're so... bad at this, seriously."