Novel & Cerita Vampire's Love

If he does not respond, he will undoubtedly kill him brutally, and the fact that he is a vampire shook him from within. Adrik began tapping his right foot in anixous while staring at him, his green eyes fixed on Darwin's nervous face. " Oh!" I can't take it any longer; tell me how you found out about this or I'll kill you." Adrik yelled angrily as he stood up from his seat. " No, please don't suck my blood. I don't want to turn into a vampire, but I promise I'll find out who made this virus and get you an antidote." He pleaded for mercy.

He guessed her uneasiness and responded before her wayward thoughts take over her brain to ruin the happy moment, “You are always going to be my first.” Her tensed nerves relaxed and she felt even more joyous. Having someone you love, only for you is another level of feeling. She was feeling all those emotions too deeply. Unlike humans, Vampires are way more sensitive. They feel everything in greater depths, may it be love, danger, hate or anything else. Same was happening to her. Granting him the permission, she closed her eyes and let the emotions take over her.

THEY SAID IN a vampire's lifetime, love and romance are crucial things. Unlike humans, they are only capable of being in love with one vampire for their whole life. The moment you found yours, it's impossible to set your eyes on another one. Together, you will have each other forever. It's both a curse and a gift. That's why vampires value marriage more than anything. It is more than a tradition, or bloodline ties, something deep like love bounds to keep two vampires together eternally.

She said. "Yes and trust me, honey. Once a vampire fall in love, it'll be unrequited. A vampire will give everything to someone they love even if it will cost their life. Vampire's love is the sweetest because it will take lifetime," he explained again not breaking their gaze from each other. "Why? Have you tried falling in love?" She fired back. "Not yet.." "Oh, then why? How can you say that if you haven't experienced it yet?" her tone seems challenging him.

Apparently, last-night-me had decided we were now writing about vampires. Specifically, a vampire falling in love with a woman hunted by his kind. She was brave. He was tortured. There was a scene where he saved her from a rogue and then watched her sleep while battling his own thirst. I skimmed through it, cheeks heating. It was good. Embarrassingly good. And clearly inspired by a certain brooding neighbor who refused to stay out of my subconscious.

"If he's capable, let him do it himself; it would be an insult to me to let you take her." Noah said indifferently. The vampire stood awkwardly in place at once. "You can choose to roll now, or you can choose to get beaten up by me before you roll." Noah always stood in front of me blocking me. "Come together and catch that human." A vampire said, glaring at me. "Lunisokandor!" (Blood language: Blood Red Abyss.) At Noah’s feet, a dark red glow quickly formed a vortex that spread rapidly. A dozen vampires looked at the vortex at his feet and tried to flee.

He was willing to take the risk, to challenge the conventions of their kind, all in the name of the deep and undeniable affection he felt for her. The vampire had never been in love before. For centuries, his existence had been marked by detachment and the pursuit of power and pleasure. Now, however, he was driven by a force that was entirely new to him. As he forged ahead, he couldn't help but wonder whether, in the end, love would prove stronger than age-old enmity and boundaries that had stood the test of time.

“Emotions are a distraction. Every vampire feels the same. We have no feelings and no need for them. We only lust for blood.” Rose’s eyes went a bit sad, like she pitied me in this moment. “You can’t feel love?” she asked. “I don’t need love,” I corrected. “Once a vampire falls in love with someone, that love becomes their fatal weakness.” She blinked, surprised, and for a moment, I regretted revealing that to her. But soon, I decided that it didn’t matter if she knew or not. Who was she but my weak mortal pet? She could so easily be disposed of if need be.

I hate his arrogance, hate the suffering that my sisters and I must endure to sustain him, hate the control that he holds and exerts over us all. But I also love Chrys. I don’t want him to regret the way in which we finally find our way together—truly together, openly in love and bound by blood, the way all vampires mark their spouses. Chrys closes his eyes and breathes in deeply. When he opens them, they are filled with determination. ‘No,’ he says, ‘I’ll still do it. I’ll kill him. For you, my love.’

She gasps in a whisper, and he presses a finger to her lips, shutting her up. His smile a radiant ray of sunlight in the gloom of the forest, stepped forward, his other hand reaching out to touch Amelia's cheek. Emryn was her mate, and even if it is forbidden for her, a vampire to marry a necromancer, she doesn't want to give up on her love for him. Emryn, his eyes darkening with passion, leaned forward, his lips grazing against Amelia's cheek in a gentle, possessive caress.