Vampire Teeth Tattoo Flash Novels & Stories

)) [[ see for yourself ]] I looked down at my chest and instead of teeth marks there’s a tattoo of a heart with vines wrapped around it and a lock over the vines [[ now look here ]] she had opened her shirt to show me on her chest was one identical to my own with the exception of the heart and vines having a key instead of a lock like my own (( y-you marked me? [[ Did you intend to reject me? Is there someone else you wanted? ]] (( no of course not but I just didn’t expect you to do that )) [[ you’re my mate Chadwick of course I’d mark, if you thought werewolves were possessive then welcome to the world of Vampires, are you going to mark me? Or am I too young for that too? ]] (( do you want

Kat breathed as she snuggled down into the duvet once more. He got up and went to the bathroom and looked into the mirror seeing the bite mark Kat had left. It was two very clear patterns of semi circles for both upper and lower teeth, nothing like the beautiful imprinted mark left on her neck which would look like a small tattoo once the bonding was complete. This was raw and savage, but he smiled. He would wear it with pride until it healed. Ruben leaned his hands on the vanity and angled his body to get a better look at it wondering if it would heal or whether it would scar considering his vampire healing clearly wasn’t working on it.

I froze, it was time had stopped, my blood rushed to my ears as all the hair at the back of my hair stood as I looked up at the man in front of me. No! It can't be! "You know me right?" He asked, smirking at my reaction. Of course! How couldn't I know who he was? My stomach twisted in knots as I looked past his face and at the tattoo peeking from the side of his neck. This was the famous tattoo of anyone that belonged to The Blood Moon Pack. A wolf head soaked with blood, it's once white fur stained with the red liquid as a few drops fell from it leaving a pool just underneath it.

They're not clear-cut and direct in their message, but more of a puzzle you have to solve for it to have any real meaning or ability to prevent. Flashes of Eve half turned with red eyes, and yet her fangs were vampire, elongated and dripping with darkest red, almost black blood. Trickling down her chin and soiling her already blood-soaked clothes. Her skin was pale, freakishly milk-pale, like that of old paintings and sketches of the feral vampires that no longer exist. Her hair flying wild and whipping around her face as though she was high in the air and caught in the center of a cyclone of her making.

She didn't particularly fancy men in a sense and for the only man she did like to betray her that way, she was certain she'd never ever have any other feelings for any other male thing that walked on that realm. He titled her chin up to him, "For someone who has the guts to walk into my lair unarmed, you don't have the same guts for the bed, Audrey. I can smell your innocence...but don't be scared. I won't bite…" then he flashed his fangs at her. He removed his shirt and Sarah took in the art in front of her. His entire chest was covered with tattoos, vampire clan ones she presumed. "Kneel."

"But seriously, answer me." "No, I don't sleep. I don't have the privilege to do so," she finally replied. "Why not? Don't go with a lie now." "I won't lie to you." "Yes, and I'm stupid." His sarcastic tone could be worse than anything else. She ignored it and responded, "Vampires don't sleep." The laughter from his forum echoed in his conscience. Hell, what a big lie. Didn't it occur to you to tell him that it's because you like the darkness too? You're so... bad at this, seriously."

She boldly bent to kiss my neck, and her lips slid along my shoulder, pushing black silk out of the way. She undid the buttons slowly, her lips following along as she did so. She bared my chest, smooth and hard, with a few tattoos I no longer paid any attention to. One was a skull that Id had done when I was a teenager and full of anger. Another, a slash down my right side, was a black panther stretched out along the slim expanse. Yet another, on my left pec, was a revolver, another stupid choice of a teenager. Id have them covered when I could be bothered.

I look up at him with my brow raised. It takes me a second to realize what he is talking about. "Actually he is right but we need more light." I say. Viper pulls out his phone and turns on his flashlight. I turn my back to Casper and Vice. I reach back and pull my hair out of the way and reveal my tattoo. Viper hovers his phone over my shoulder." That is one of mine as well. Only seven like it in the world" Viper

he tells me. "You don't have to apologize, Damien. I am not complaining," I tell him and wrap my hands around his neck. I want to kiss him. I want to kiss all his sadness away. I stare at his sexy inviting lips and caress his neck, on the spot where I marked him last night. Vampires heal really fast, even faster than werewolves. I know my mark won't be there for long. At least the one he gave me is still there and fresh. He looks at me and then smiles,

Talen’s reply was pure seduction. Rhett opened his eyes and turned his head to watch as the vampire began to unbutton his shirt. The man was a work of art, Rhett thought with pure lust as Talen’s muscles flexed beneath his skin, making the lines of the tribal-style tattoo that sleeved his arm before covering shoulder and half his chest ripple.