Vampire's Seduction Novels & Stories

"Show him your tempting neck, bat your lashes, sway your hips, and do whatever it takes to make him crave you. Got it?" She nods, her eyes fixed on mine, before turning and sauntering towards him with a grace that would make even the most experienced seductress green with envy. “Vivaldi, I implore thee, command thy blood-scented siren to desist from its hunt!” he shouts in panic. I casually lick the remaining blood off my fingers, ignoring his complaints. "Can't handle your urges, huh?" I taunt, a smirk tugging at my lips.

I walk inside noting a small flat screen TV playing a live feed of the dance floor. My eyes wander to the section across from us. This section has a bed instead of a sofa, but that’s not what I’m currently gawking at. Two blonde female vampires are topless and are sucking the life out of the male in between them. He actual looks like he’s enjoying it. The vampires begin to rub their chest against him and seductively lick the blood still dripping from his neck. I think this should be grossing me out but I’m so hypnotized by it.

I give her time to adjust to me as I move in and out a little at a time, going further with each stroke, satisfied when I feel her nails dig into my back pulling me closer begging for more. I know I’m a vampire, cursed and damned for eternity, but somehow, I’ve made it into heaven, and it feels so good. A thin layer of sweat has formed all over my body from complete concentration. It’s becoming harder for me to hold back. I feel the beast rising within, but I can’t stop. Not now. “Fuck, Xenia.” I pick up the pace and she smiles biting her lip making it even harder for me to control myself. Her moans and gasps are like a sweet melody to my ears antagonizing me.

She seemed to be furious and approached Arya with a glare before turning to stare at Ryker with an aggrieved expression. What was going on? That was the thought that those who didn't know who the beautiful woman was had in their mind. Including Arya. “You homewrecker!” The woman yelled at Arya. “Huh?” Arya felt offended and also confused. She turned to Rykerbonly to see him signaling to the security. “You couldn't keep your hands to yourself, that's why you had to seduce him!” The woman continued to scream at Arya as she inched closer not noticing the security staff that were arriving.

I only know one way to love, and while he may have burrowed deep into my being, he might not have truly glimpsed the devil lurking just beneath the surface of my gaze. He provoked me, taunted me, and as I realized that my love could go beyond boundaries, the hunter became the hunted. I broke him and captured him. He claimed he wanted me; well, now he has my full attention. Let’s see how he can endure the seduction of a damned soul. ****** THE HAND OF DEATH: Kaidën

Swinging my urumi in rapid circles, I cut into the outer layers of bloodsuckers, but as fast as the thin steel blades flay out pieces of undead flesh leaving dark magic flames to consume them, new vampires are porting in, all of them hellbent on getting to Sylvia. The shrieks of the burning pierce the air accompanied by cries of victory from my other sisters as their own battles end and they emerge into the center of the house, enraged and lusting for more. Six of us strike at ground level trying to get to Sylvia, with Jenny still covering us from above, but in the end, she’s overwhelmed. The filthy bloodsucker who gets to her—a dark-haired smokey-eyed male wearing casual clothes and a black

“I brought a couple of different dress options for each of Luna Elle and Luna Ziyah that I believe will work for tonight. I already ensured that they were tailored to your measurements. So, how about we begin trying them on.” She unzipped them from the garment bags and hung them back up. Each one was incredibly stunning. It was easy to see that she was going for the sexy factor. Then again, we were disguising ourselves as vampires. Seduction was the calling card of many vampires. They thrived within lust – blood lust or lust in general. I had met many decent vampires over the years, but I had also met many of the kind that would be there tonight. Francesca had been going over the ins and out

The door opens and I can feel the blond man's breath coming closer, also in search of the switch. However, when our hands meet, I give up having the electricity when I can have the fire that reeks on his skin. Instinctively my fingers travel down his arms, the ones I have imagined so many times pressing against my body until I make this dream real and we are indeed embedded in each other, it being inevitable that his breath doesn't search my neck like a vampire thirsty for my scent.

Everyone seemed excited, everyone except me. Then I saw him. Damian stood near the center of the room in a black tuxedo, he looked exactly like the man from the masquerade, only now there was no mask hiding him. Our eyes met for one brief second, I forgot every rule we had created. His gaze moved slowly over me, then he walked toward me. “You look beautiful.” My heart fluttered. “Thank you.” He held out his arm. “Ready?” I slipped my hand through his.“As ready as I’ll ever be.”

And he was bare-chested, she could see his strong and muscular upper body in front of her eyes! “Don’t you remember what happened last night, Cherry?” His voice was more like a whisper, husky and passionate. “You pulled me to bed. You seduced me, saying you’re cold, asking me to warm your body. And you moaned in pleasure as we kissed….” Siena felt her heart beat faster as if it wanted to jump out of her chest. No! That was impossible! Had she lost her mind? Ah, she remembered taking too much sake! Then her head felt heavy and….