Novel & Cerita Vampire Teeth Tattoo Flash

She loved my smile and I would smile at her a thousand times if that would make her happy. I had marked her the moment I felt her life slipping away. Sniffing her neck, I sank my elongated canines into her collarbone after finding her sweet spot, drawing blood. I licked the wound to seal it and a small tattoo of a Lycan and a wolf howling at the moon appeared on the marked spot.

“No.” He attacked. Not with a wild lunge, but with a swift, controlled strike meant to disarm, not kill. I ducked, the shard in my satchel thumping against my ribs. The movement brought me closer to him than I intended. As I twisted away, the collar of the rough leather vest he wore shifted. There, on the side of his neck, just above the thick muscle, was a tattoo. Small, intricate, but unmistakable. A black raven in flight, its wings spread—the exact symbol on the bloodied badge in my pocket. The mark of Damon’s pack.

Relief settles for a heartbeat—my pack is safe. “Rhett,” Laura sighs. “Tell me already, what the hell is going on with you?” “I don’t want to talk about it.” I glare at her. “If you’ll excuse me, I’d like to be alone.” I turn and head for my apartment. Inside, I strip off my clothes. I’ve been holding back from checking the stabbing pain in my chest. I turn to the mirror— And freeze. A tattoo runs across my back, down into my chest. A river of blue light twists into a crescent moon. Inside the glow, faint outlines of wolves howl and run, their forms made of mist and stars. The whole thing pulses like a living vein under my skin.

I folded my arms to my chest and smirked. I was right earlier on, It was a female vampire. There was a deep richness to her black skin; a typical example of an ebony beauty. She has on leather spandex that hugged her wide hips graciously and gave her that dangerous, edgy look. Her hair was cut short and it curled like that of a new born' hair. Her brown iris gave out the mild anger she felt from inside. Warm, yet dangerous. A large tattoo covered her entire arm and back and a nose ring sat comfortably on her nose.

The hurt in his blue orbs,the shallow breaths he took and the sad smile which finally thugged at his lower lip. She finally realized the worth of her words on the night of her escape. Yes she has brought the vampires to their knees and made her people happy but her happiness went along,it vanished into thin air and this made her shiver. .. .. “Arise,arise” the witch chanted over Damien’s injured body,he looked like someone who had been ravaged by beasts but nevertheless,the witch singsong over his body, passing hot coals and portions over his head before he slowly came back to live.

Havermouth, Present Time The bed shook under the force of Talen’s thrusts and the vampire’s fingers dug into Rhett’s colorful skin. The candlelight played over Talen’s muscles as they bunched and released with his motion, his blonde hair swinging forward over his face and catching in the strands of his beard, and his lip curled back to reveal his sharp and long canine and premolar teeth.

or it? "I won't ask you again, Vamp. What. Are. You. Doing. Here?!" I couldn't believe such loud words were coming out of such a tiny body. My ears were bleeding, literally. I wiped the blood off shakily and looked up. He was in the sky somewhere.

I approached their weak-ass leader and pulled him by the collar. "Remember my face and this tattoo you dummy, cause this day forward I will be your master. You and your useless gangmates will be my slave. You understand?" I said, looking hard at him. I grabbed his jaw and took a dagger that I always hid inside my boots. I carved a letter 'V' on his face. It stands for Violet. I tap the wound I made. "Aarrgghh!" He cried out in pain. Oh, my, my. Music to my ears.

“I bet I could draw blood.” Valentine chuckles deeply, the sound doing things to my core, making my thighs flex and my heart pulse. The draw to him and the effect he has on me is so much Stronger today. “You can try all you want. Bite away, babe. I’ll never complain about your mouth on me,” he smirks, making me blush. “Ben has a friend that got her mate’s lips tattooed on her neck. Want to do that?” “I’m just going to tattoo my name on your forehead,” I grumbled.

“I was so worried. I thought you’d actually come down with something because of me.” “Something like rabies?” I yanked my head back and met his eyes. One look confirmed he was joking. Huffing, I slapped his arm. “I’m serious,” “I made you worry,” he said, his nose finding my neck. “You smell so good...” I checked his collar, where I was sure to find that nasty bite mark. It was there, although it looked less nasty and more like...a tattoo? It was beautiful, black, like swirling ink. Also, when did my teeth form two sharp points? Just to be sure, I ran my tongue over my teeth. Yup, flat. Normal. Like basic human teeth.