Novel & Cerita Vampire Snack

Some watching me descend with the casual curiosity of predators assessing prey. A vampire approaches. Female, looks mid-twenties but her eyes are older. Ancient. She's wearing an evening gown like she just came from the opera. "Cormac Brennan?" "Yes." "This way. Lord Mordaunt's expecting you." She leads me through the club. We pass a feeding corner where a vampire's got his fangs in a young man's throat. The human's moaning, pleasure not pain. Vampire venom. Addictive as heroin, feels better than anything natural. That's how they create thralls. Three drinks and you're hooked forever.

She got up from her seat and walked gingerly over to the bar where Vlad, the vampire stood. “Instant, but they taste horrible,” the vampire made a face. He took a sachet from a little black box on the bar top and peeled it open. “There, how is it?” he let Suzanne take a whiff. The aroma of coffee powder invigorated her, Suzanne had become addicted to coffee ever since the nightmares started. They kept her from falling asleep too easily. “Smells fine to me,” she pulled out a wine glass that hung from the overhead rack and emptied the coffee powder into it. Wordlessly, the vampire poured hot steaming water into it.

The expressions of the individuals underwent a transformation, shifting from those resembling humans to those of nocturnal creatures. Their mouths watered, leaving a trail of saliva as they gazed hungrily at the delicious meal before them. The scent of the girl's blood was peculiar, drawing their noses towards her with an irresistible pull. The aroma was intoxicating, a rare olfactory delight that only graced their senses once every few centuries. The sweet, metallic tang of blood filled the air, a scent that was both alluring and repulsive. "D*mn! Without delay, we must convey her to the presence of His Majesty! I'm sure every vampire in this area will go after her!” At the sound of a voice

I chanted as he slid his fingers out and licked it I scrunched my nose as he chuckled and his eyes became dark all of a sudden. The wind began to howl and blow fiercely as he pushed me onto my back. The shutters flew about as the fire went off. Everywhere became dark and Scary as his fangs grazed my neck before piercing me deep. I screamed in pain but later began to moan and thrash on the bed. .. .. 💕 Unknown POV 💕 .. ..

The air inside was warm, a little heavy with the scent of mint and something faintly sweet. I moved to the living room and sat on the far end of the couch. She didn’t join me right away. She walked over to the window, pulling back the curtain to look out at the dark trees. “You okay?” I asked. “Define ‘okay.’” I waited. She let the curtain fall and turned toward me. “You’re a vampire.” I nodded. She didn’t flinch. “And Sienna’s a witch. And Isaac too?” I nodded again. “Same as me. Just more annoying.”

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

Its long, clawed fingers twitched as it prepared for another strike, but before it could, another vampire lunged at me from the side. This one had wild, tangled hair and skin that looked almost translucent under the moonlight. Its lips were cracked and peeling, and its nails were long and sharp, coated in dried blood from its last victim. It snarled, its breath reeking of decay, as it aimed for my throat. But before it could reach me, Dane grabbed it, his muscles flexing as he twisted its head sharply. The creature let out a choked gasp before its spine snapped with a sickening crack. Its body crumpled to the ground, lifeless.

my screams got cut off as the lights turned on hurting my eyes and I slightly closed them giving them a chance to adjust with the light. Once they had adjusted I was able to see the same man and woman who appeared earlier. "Who are you?" I asked trying to free myself they didn't say anything instead their eyes changed to red and they had fangs. Vampires!!! the lady came towards me moving my face the other way exposing my neck. Her awful scent clouding my nose making my eyes water, why did vampires smell like rotten meat? I like meat so much and if she continues being near me, I am afraid I will turn vegan

The Vampire King looked like an adorable kid who was defending his guilty pleasures or like a thirteen years old lad who had gotten caught watching porn by his parents. What was wrong with his man? At this point, she was tempted to start making a list of the Vampire's guilty pleasures. Cupcakes. . . Tampons. . . Esmeray had a strong feeling that there was more to come. Walking away from Vladimir's proximity, sitting on the edge of the bed Esmeray massaged her temple. She can already feel an upcoming headache. "But you are a blood drinker. You are not supposed to have a sweet tooth."