Vampire Sleeping Position Novels & Stories

She got up and went to the next room. Milo lay perfectly still, his face a mask of serenity. His hands were folded neatly over his stomach, a position that Alessia found oddly endearing. This must be how vampires slept in their coffins. The quirky thought brought a soft chuckle to her lips.

Laying down in the arms of love there wasn't be anything better than that, felling loved and contemplating the rocky sky above her head, she felt his breath that was odd because vampires didn't need to breathe she looked at him devouring him with her eyes trying to memorize every little detail he was sleeping, resting soundly, but her moving woke him up. "Hello beautiful!" He said in a low voice. "Do vampires need to breathe?" She uttered curiously. He arched a brow confusion on his face, "no. We don't need to breathe. We only do it to smell things."

I arrived at her chambers and nodded to Helen who was standing guard at her doors. I entered and saw that she had been changed out of her evening dress into a night one. I sat down beside her watching her ethereal sleeping face. The stress of recent events must be getting to me because I suddenly felt very sleepy even though vampires needed very little sleep. Without thinking much of it, I got into bed beside her, holding her to my chest contentedly, while sleep consumed me.

I heard one of the maids nearby. "Of course, I forgot about them." Lyle brushed his hand across my back and started to guide me down the hall. "I'm sure you're tired now," he whispered to me. "Vampires sleep during the day. You'll get used to this. You're probably desperate for sleep now." I suddenly felt a breeze through my hair before we appeared in front of a door. He opened it slowly and I could see a bedroom with no windows inside. "Would you like to sleep with me for the day?" I looked up at him then nodded, leaning my face against him. I didn't want to be alone after all that pain... and I have no clue where I even am.... His scent is so comforting to me too.... "Please," I mumbled to

Naham tilted his head as he looked at the vampire and realized he was sleeping. He let his eyes rake over his face, allowing himself to really look at his mate for the first time. His skin was so smooth and pale, such a stark contrast against his skin. His hair was so straight and long. It looked like silk lying against his chest. His lips aren't very red; they're rather pale. It made the Omega wonder if he hadn't drunk blood in a while. Vampires’ lips are usually red and turn even redder after drinking blood. He reached up and brushed the hair away from Aero's face. His heart beat faster when his fingers glided along his skin, which was cool to the touch but so soft. He'd never seen a vampi

"I didn't want anyone to point the finger at me. I attempted to free myself so that I might assist you." "I'm not dead," he reassured her as he moved away from her contact. He was uneasy with the way she was staring at him and the hunger that the smell of her blood was awakening in him. "I'm not dead," he reaffirmed. "And after that, what took place?" She bawled her eyes out, her hands falling to her lap as she did so, and the light shone off of her blood. He reassured her by saying, "I fell asleep." "Vampires have no choice but to sleep as the sun rises on the Day of St. Januarius, and when we sleep, it is as if we have already passed away."

He was planning on sleeping with me? I knew from my research that Vampires did sleep, just not as much as humans. Vampires usually slept only four hours a day just like witches. I could only hope that he was planning on just sleeping but judging from his clothing choice for me and his wink as I walked into the bathroom, I needed to be ready for something else.

he said, putting the call on speaker since he could not trust he would not crush the phone. “I just saw your message. How do you need me to help?” Colin stood from the couch and approached Aria, who was sleeping in the chair. It was not his intention to disturb her rest. Becoming a vampire had its perks, but also its downfalls, including the need to sleep.

He squinted his eyes to adjust the intensity of the morning sunlight caught by his corneas. A cool breeze rustled through the trees and plants around Demian's car. Demian groaned softly as he examined the wound on his stomach. Luckily, the stab wound was already dry. But the pain was still there and even spread throughout his body. “Ah... ouch...” he moaned every time he changed his sitting position. Sleeping in the car was one of the things Demian hated. Although most vampires did not sleep, but when sick or injured like this they were required to sleep in order to recover their health and fitness. Humans didn't need to know about that.

We both fed our mate bond for years without realizing it, and now I could never let go of him. The riot in my head made it hard to find a comfortable position despite the high quality of the bedding. It was like laying down on a fluffy cloud. At least wolves knew the importance of a good rest and what is needed to attain it. Not like the vampires who never sleep. They think that beds are just decorative furniture to complete the interior design of their cribs.