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Jack asked. " Twilight. " Rosy squealed in excitement. Jack thought for a moment then grabbed his phone from his pocket and started searching on the internet. " There's no need of searching."she said, "I had already downloaded it." and handed over her phone to him to see. Jack got surprised on seeing her movies list. It was full of vampire's movies only like Dracula, vampire diaries and many more. " Are you obsessed with such movies? " he asked surprisingly. " Yeah. The protagonist in such movies look damm hot." Rosy replied and smiled.

That was a vampire perk- no hangovers. I brushed my teeth and went downstairs where Jeremy was sitting with his human girlfriend and her little baby. Jeremy was actually quite a nice guy...when he was sober. He met Lily- his girlfriend a year back and fell in love with both her and her baby immediately. They were an odd coupled though, since you didn’t really see that many vampires dating humans. It did happen often though, just not that often. "Hey Lily, hey Jer and hey little Tyler," I greeted. They all muttered a greeting, except for little Tyler who was fast asleep in his mother's arms.

Tss. I reached for a glass of water. Smelled it just to make sure. I need to be wary especially I'm surrounded by these people. I've been feeling so thirsty and started to drink it. I tried not to think about them looking at me while I drank some water. “Darling, you're ignoring me again.” she was talking to the Grand Alpha. Darling? Maybe she's his stepmother. Oh yeah. It might be. Werewolves are also flirty and sex driven creatures. If vampires are known to be the number one when it comes to frequent sex, werewolves definitely come in second. But still, we're not sure, maybe they're even worse. The good thing about werewolf, they are just capable to stay loyal to their partner until the e

Maya and Vishous were madly in love with each other. Mostly because of the satisfaction they received from their various s*x adventures. Both of them were werewolves. Maya was a beautiful nineteen year old girl, turning twenty in a week. She was going to find her mate then. Everyone in werewolf world was supposed to find their mate once they were twenty years old. Maya was a little shy but adventurous when it came to sex. She was is personal s*x doll. A toy that he could lick and f**k however and whenever he wanted and she would still beg him for more.

I looked at each of them slowly. “What if I told you there was another way?” The youngest blinked. “What way?” “Leave.” They stared at me like I’d just suggested flying. “You’re joking,” one of the others said. “I’m not.” I leaned forward slightly. “Join us.” The tallest wolf narrowed his eyes. “Us?” “We have wolves,” I said. “And vampires.” That got their full attention. “Vampires?” the seventeen-year-old blurted. “You’re fighting with vampires?”

I tell her. “Yeah?” “Definitely.” “Okay, tomorrow we start self-defense training. Tonight, we watch Underworld!” “Underworld, what’s that?” “A movie with both vampires AND Lycans. That’s werewolves, right.” “Sort of,” I shrug. “Well, they don’t like each other, and I got the distinct impression that vampires and werewolves don’t get along, so …” she says, giving me an excited look while letting her voice trail off.

A chilling shiver went up her back. Her heartbeat accelerated thumping like a war drum in her temples as it traveled down her spine. She whirled around again looking from one suspicious shadow to another and around the alley. nothing. Nothing at all. However the instinct that had prompted her to accelerate her pace a few minutes before was now yelling in the back of her mind alerting her to the fact that she was not alone. She called her voice more firm than she had imagined Whos there?. Even from a drunk or a thief she nearly hoped for a response—something concrete to face. However the wind was the only one to respond a high-pitched whistle that seemed to mock her boldness. Her cotton glove

Her body is more lean and thin, but I wouldn’t underestimate her. Not only was the dinner situation unexpected, but my wolf paced restlessly in my mind. Alora, my beautiful reddish-brown furred wolf, mumbled under her breath constantly. She mentioned mates but then acted confused and said they weren’t mates. I definitely felt a pull to both of the strangers, but it was weak. I agree with Alora’s confusion. The guy was a vampire and the woman smelled like a human yet not, code for witch in my senses. There is no way I could been mated to either one of them, never mind both!

the glowing and fun loving aunt was gone. “Why do you say that?” I asked politely. “Oh dear don’t you know the prophecy?” Hannah’s mom approached me and caressed my back. “What prophecy?” “A Lycan and a werewolf can never have a happy ending. Only misery, pain and blood will follow. The weak one always ends up losing their life in the marriage. And we all know that between a Lycan and a werewolf whose wolf does not obey her, who is the weak one.” “I know that prophecy.” I stated.

The werewolf looked at the already cold Jenny, purposely sarcastically saying, "Are you the Human Race woman who married the predecessor of our tribe's leader? Call the cursed ugly wolf her husband, are you mentally disturbed?" "Well, you're all smelly of that ugly wolf, won't you bring a curse?" The werewolf finished speaking, making a panicked expression, as if she had the taste of a gray wolf that was a contagious virus. Jenny clenched her fists tightly, and a fierce fire of anger rose in her heart, burning her chest with pain, making her suffocated and unable to breathe. She knew werewolves didn't like gray wolves, but she hadn't expected them to hold such a grudge against Nick.