Novel & Cerita Vampire Snack

"Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###

Another tear slips down my chin and the vampire grins, greedily licking it up with his tongue. His touch is cold and sinister but my body reacts to it anyways. Vampires are made to seduce humans as their prey with their touch. Explains why my body tingles even from his cold touches. He tells me to eat again and this time, I listen. I don't want him to change his mind because if he does, I think I'll probably die of hunger. The grape slid past my lips and I bit down. I chew on it slowly, savoring the sugary taste against my taste buds.

“It's way more than that. We have: Moonfeast: Once a month, the village gathers beneath the Bloodwell. Goblets overflow with mortal blood, and the air fills with haunting music played on bone flutes and silver strings and the blood is shared one by one. The Claiming: A ritual where vampires mark chosen humans as theirs, lovers, thralls, or prey. Possession is both power and devotion. The most terrifying of them all. The Eternal Silence: A law forbidding loud laughter, music, or mortal-like festivity. Joy, if it exists here, is quiet, dangerous, and always tinged with hunger. Where are we, in prison?” “Okayyyy… That's wayyyy worse than I imagined. I won't even survive one week here. How do yo

“You really need therapy, not a blog.” So much hate. So much mockery. Chloe almost clicked away. Almost. But then she noticed something odd. The last blog post was dated two years ago. The title was short. Ominous. “Do. Not. Sign.” Her heart sank as she clicked. “Vampires are real. Not the ones in books. The ones that blend in with us, but aren’t human. They feed on emotions, lust is their favorite. That’s how they get in. That’s how they hook you. They’ll offer you everything you ever wanted. Luxury. Love. Power. All for one thing: your soul. They don’t take it like the devil does in stories. They make you sign it away. If they ask you to sign a contract, don’t. You’re fine as long as you h

Dan said, so I quickly looked away. So he was no longer a v*rgin when he met me? Oh, no! I hope he doesn't have any diseases like AIDS! Wait, do vampires even get those diseases? "Why do you look like that? Sorry, but I'm a vampire, and we don't get those things, so we're safe, so you don't have to worry. Also, I swear to you, I will not be able to find someone like you," Dan said, and he smirked at me and leaned his face toward me.

one of the bloodsuckers growled, distracted. It was now or never. Lily launched herself from the edge of the hayloft with a menacing growl, landing on top of one of the vamps. Her jaws snapped, teeth ripping and tearing into deadened vamp flesh. The vampire let out a shrieking hiss. But with surprise on her side, Lily sank her canines into the vampire’s jugular, filling her mouth with a nasty iron taste. She ripped her muzzle back, taking out the vampire by its throat.

“Just this once then. Tell me what I have to do. Do I just grab anyone?” “Not just anyone” Samson replied. “If you just grab anyone you might cause a scene, and you don’t want that. You see, vampires are hunters. We hunt. I call it snatch, eat and erase. And you have to remember to compel them before you bite or they will scream and you don’t want that. Avoid a scene as much as possible. So look around, who among these humans do you want for your first?” Isabella looked around the bar and then back at him.”Jeez. This is ridiculous. I can’t believe that I’m just supposed to pick someone like I’m browsing and looking for something to buy at the store. It’s crazy”

Then the four stinky vampires proceeded to sniff my body like perverts, I swallowed the bile in my throat and my vision rapidly blurred with tears as I resisted the urge to throw up every content of my stomach. As the four vampires continued their intrusive and repulsive actions, sniffing my body with an unsettling intensity, I struggled to suppress the bile rising in my throat. Tears blurred my vision, but I fought the urge to vomit and empty the contents of my stomach. A tear escaped my eye, tracing a path down my cheek, which Durcam, the one whose name I remembered, swiftly captured with his index finger and greedily placed it into his mouth. He moaned in satisfaction as he sucked on his

"Give me red light or a green light!" "Ugh...green." Scarlett quietly muttered after taking what might've been her 10th crate of blood packets. "But I am starting to get a little sick---" interrupting, her Vampire self cut her out and spontaneously went back to feeding again. Shawn cringed and bit his bottom lip. He hated seeing Scarlett like this. He suddenly remembered the words that were nailed into his brain. "The sweet sacramental smell of Vanilla calls to me. And I WANT IT!" Those were her words before, when she was rabid in her reawakening. But she's said something related to Vanilla way before if he could recall.