Vampire Slice Of Life Novels & Stories

"lupus sanguis" The witch queen says dipping the blade into a jar of blood. "Vampires sanguis" She says slicing Thorne's palm. "Cinis mortuorum" She sprinkles ash on the blade. Thorne rips open my dress at the chest right through the middle of my bra. The witch slams the blade into my heart. The pain is blinding. She removes the dagger and starts carving into my torso. "Lupus relinquo" She carves again, I can't see what she is carving but the sound and pain is horrific. "Vampire relinquo" The feeling of the blade twisting on my skin is making me want to throw up.

Crumpling up my face and having to swallow down the sudden flow of saliva that retches out of me. I stand motionless for a second to compose myself and turn back, faltering though, eyes fixed on what I see from my new angle, and everything in me drops out of my stomach. The back of the vampire is sliced wide and open, from the tip of the skull to its ass. So its insides look neatly spliced and singed, as though a hot knife had run through a butter log. Edges black and charred as though a hot laser was used to cut it right down the middle. From brain to bowels. Almost through to the front. My knife is sitting neatly in the open wound at the rear, nestled right in its charred remains and someh

“It is too dark for me, especially for someone like me who prefers the opposite.” “That must be pretty hard living with.” She inhales sharply. “I do the opposite of everything. I let animals free during hunting, I don't like drinking blood, and I hate attending the gothic parties. I could on and on.” “I'm so sorry you have to live with this, but trust we are not much different. I just discovered I'm a vampire with a very bad blood lust and so much more I'm yet to comprehend.” We walked to the windows at the end of the hallway, looking out at the village. We watch outside in silence for a bit.

Blood splattered across the walls as the vampire fell, writhing. I didn’t have a second to breathe before another one pushed forward, snarling. It was on me, close enough that I could smell the metallic scent of blood on its breath. I swung the knife, catching it in the shoulder, but it only seemed to make it angrier. Its cold fingers clawed at me, and I staggered back, heart hammering. Suddenly, Kylan’s arm was around my waist, pulling me back. With a brutal slash, he ripped through the vampire’s neck, sending it crumbling to the ground. “Stay behind me,” he rasped, voice heavy with pain but steady.

Laura looked at me with even more compassion in her eyes. “Then, that’s why you were craving blood,” she told me. “When a vampire is extremely stressed, worried, or upset in any way, they crave blood. It’s kind of like the equivalent of alcohol. It’s perfectly normal. The important thing is that you controlled it, and nobody got hurt. That’s what makes you different than them, Ruby,” she said, pointing out the window and across the campus where the isolation house was. That’s where the vampires that can’t control their urges live. Ruby shuddered at the thought of being sent there.

I ask, looking at the three of them. They all nod. I pick up a scalpel and place it at the bottom of her stomach right above where her panty line would sit. Deep breath in, deep breath out. I push the scalpel down and pull it towards me. It slices open her skin. Looking up at Caterina, I see she is holding her breath. Fuck I forgot she was part vampire.

I looked around, trying to spot any signs of movement in the darkness but the vampires seemed like ghosts, attacking quickly and then vanishing back into the night. Amidst the chaos, I had a feeling of impending danger. I sensed someone behind me, and a chilling breath touched my neck. I turned quickly, holding my dagger up, only to face the cold stare of a vampire. The vampire lunged at me with a fierce hunger, showing its teeth in a menacing snarl. I fought bravely, swinging my sword at the vampire's sharp claws. We fought fiercely, trying to stay alive but the vampire was too strong, and I couldn't defend myself well.

My forehead suddenly creased because it became familiar. "The Luna Princess can create scenarios in her mind to escape reality and that's where the Vampire Prince saw her but didn't even dare to introduce himself as her past lover in her past life because he's afraid that what if the woman that he loves will disappear again just like in her past life? He can't bear that so he's now okay for now to talk to her in her imagination and waited for the right time how to lift the curse," he said and nodded his head. I don't know what to feel now. I should be happy with the story, right? But why do I feel like the story he's talking about seems connected to me or I'm just assuming something?

I like people that doesn't care Lamia said See I don't talk to humans I'm a vampire so get lost before I suck your stinking blood You look like a beauty but you have a very bad mouth Lamia said and Crystal's heat broke into pieces She rushed towards Lamia angrily and Lamia caught her like a kid and touched her breasts he needed to be sure if she put something in they but he felt fleshy Perseus she got some flesh covering her chest he shouted and the girls was surprised He seems weird the other girl said lowly How dare you touch me Crystal shouted and slapped him across the face and Lamia smiled I love your slap your fingers are soft and silky he said and gave that smile again I want to get y

No, Baba, please, Baba, don't do this to me, I am your daughter too, please, Baba. ****** Name of King Elam in Vampire Word ... People trembled with fear because of the headlines in his eyes all the time, which made him even more frightening. His silence was mysterious. Everything was done at his beck and call. People were amazed at his appearance. He was unparalleled in beauty. Girls were just toys for him. She was a very beautiful and delicate girl. She was barely seventeen years old. Her resistance had given him a strange relief. He called the guard inside through the intercom. Who was now waiting for the order with his head bowed?