Vampire Romantic Novels & Stories

But after Marianne's death, I also realized by investigating their family, that they are actually a family that is comparable in power with us— the Valentine's. I stared Khrystyanna's face for a while and then threw all the bothering thoughts away. I smiled at her and then kissed her forehead. "Alright. If that's what you want, I will do so, my 'Cherrie'." My lips went down from her forehead, to the tip of her nose and then her lips. She froze in shock but loosened up after a while. Her lips are like blood for us vampires. It is so sweet and intoxicating. It is so sexy and dangerous at the same time. But…

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.

Being a creature of the night, I embraced the warmth of the Lycan Alpha's lips as a harbinger of change—a celestial alignment that defied the conventions of our supernatural realms. In that fleeting moment, I surrendered to the currents of destiny, my lips locking with her in a silent vow that echoed through the ages. The kiss, an ephemeral communion, spoke of a connection that transcended the confines of immortality—a union forged in the crucible of time, where vampire and Lycan found solace in the embrace of each other. Yes. She's a Lycan. A Lycan who was destined to end my life, but even after knowing that, I am still ready to get my life taken if it's her who’ll take it.

Her palm tingled as it made contact with the vampire’s cold, stiff skin. "Um, I don’t think we’ve met." "We haven’t." "Then, you are..." "I’m in love with you." "Huh?" The confession had come out of nowhere and startled her. The incredibly handsome vampire had blurted out the words as though he were simply commenting on the weather. There was no anxiousness, no look of expectation in his eyes. He merely watched her with unblinking focus, as if he were trying to engrave her very features into his memory. Octavia pulled her hand back, feeling relief when the vampire willingly let her go. "T...Thank you."

I needed it! He rose enough to spread me with his tip. He entered me inch by inch, pausing to kiss me and lick and nibble at my neck. He went slowly but didn't stop until he was completely inside of me. He stretched me impossibly wide and deep. It hurt and felt good at the same time. My toes clenched and my lids fluttered as he began to thrust gently, loosening me, opening my body for him. It was so tight. I didn't think I could have stretched any more, but I remembered that I was a Vampire and could take whatever he had to give me.

IF THE MATE BOND HAS BEEN STRENGTHENED TO NEAR COMPLETION BY CLOSE PROXIMITY BUT NOT COMPLETED A REJECTION MAY CAUSE THE WOLF TO DIE IF IT ISN’T STRONG ENOUGH. This information is a little unsettling, especially the warning at the bottom, I am no werewolf but our connection has been there since she was 7 and has only gotten deeper over the past few months with her shift and everything that has been happening. I then switch to the Vampire book and find the section that I require and then read. (EXTRACTION FROM THE BOOK OF VAMPIRE) REJECTING ONE'S BELOVED - VAMPIRE TO VAMPIRE. This is very rare a Vampire rarely finds their beloved.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

"I'm not upset." "You're not?" "No." I smiled. "I like the idea of being connected to you. Of you always being able to find me. It's... romantic. In a terrifying, slightly obsessive kind of way." He laughed—a real laugh, surprised and warm. "Only you would find vampire bonding romantic." "Only you would make me want it." I rose on my toes and kissed him, soft and slow. "Now stop apologizing and hold me." He did. And for the first time in four hundred years, Alexander Volkan wasn't alone.

Although I find it sexy, it annoys me most of the time. “So what's you aim of telling me all this?” he stands dusting off his selvees as if sitting beside him stained him or something. He gives me a cold smile, evil and burning with something beyond desire. “Join me, be my bethored and see how very much of difference I make from Lucian.” Did I just him well? I should be his bethored. There is really something with vampires and their love for wanting partners. “Never happening Tyril.” Lucian appears nowhere from the shadows, gently pulling me behind him. This time I don't shrug or protest, infact I needed him here with me anyway so I give in into his protection.

She still was having a hard time wrapping her mind around the fact she had been cozy with her target in the Ballroom. Shit! She had even drooled at his charming appearance. "Born with the talent. And besides that flirting makes a romantic relationship sweet.” Vladimir winked making her swallow hard as her heart skip a beat. 'How many women had fallen for this beautiful predator?' She wondered. "We aren't in any type of relationship Vampire." Esmeray mumbled as she eyed his firm kissable lips. For the first time in her life, the idea of a romantic relationship seemed appealing to her.