Vampire Werewolf Yaoi Novels & Stories

Se sure they are not Vampires rather than Werewolves? -----------------

When he wrapped his arms around her waist, she groaned. “You have been driving me crazy for a year. I have wanted to taste every inch of your body.” Lucian whispered into her neck, kissing her neck, nibbling on her flesh. Pebbles wiggled her body against him, making him groan, liking the feel of her this close to him. She had wanted him, but knew that most vampires didn’t touch werewolves. One arm was wrapped around her waist as the other moved up her side and stopped at the swell of her breast. His lips trailed down to her shoulder, then back up again. She tilted her head to the side, letting her long hair move with her.

I whispered, biting my lip hard In my head they were all there. The huge werewolf with his thick fur and that fat, swelling knot at the base of his cock, the pale vampire with ice-cold skin and fangs that would prick my neck while he fucked me. The massive green orc built like a tank, cock like a fucking club, the incubus with ridges all over his dick and precum that makes you lose your mind, and lastly(but not the least) the tall, sleek alien with those slick, writhing cock shaped tentacles. I added another finger, stretching myself, imagining all of them using me all at once. My hips bucked off the bed. I was so fucking wet the sheets were ruined.

"Vampires!" Kanyon growled as the undead creatures stormed in through the double doors. There were three of them and their eyes were red like hot lava, but had a cold look to them at the same time. He could smell their evil, but also their excitement. They found pleasure in wreaking havoc on the werewolf species.

Third Person's POV Vanya's fever had just broken, and she felt light-headed and weak as she got out of bed. Her cedar pheromones still carried the weakness of illness, causing her to lean forward unsteadily. Theodore quickly supported her waist, and she instinctively grasped his arm. Her fingers touched the taut muscles of his arm, warm with the unique strength of a werewolf. They stood close enough to feel each other's heartbeats and breaths. Their pheromones intertwined in the air, carrying a subtle thrill.

I stood on the ceremonial stone altar, my white dress flowing in the gentle forest breeze as I recited the sacred binding vows before the pack. But the space beside mine remained empty—my intended mate hadn't stepped forward. The gathered werewolves below whispered among themselves, their enhanced hearing making every murmur audible to my sensitive ears. "Another humiliation," I thought bitterly, my wolf stirring restlessly beneath my skin. Sure enough, Axel lingered at the edge of the clearing, toying with the silver binding bracelet meant for my wrist. He turned to my stepsister Diana with a smirk that showed the edge of his canines.

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Chloe added. “I haven't really spoken to him,” Kayla said, which wasn't entirely a lie. They all started talking about how creepy and scary Derrick was, and Kayla took another glance at Lucas. Something hit her then, and her eyes grew wide. That scar! She remembered the nightmares she kept having. The werewolf that always chased her has a deep scar running from its eyebrows to the corner of its eyes. Just like Lucas. Kayla shook her head as she pictured the dark brown animal with deep eyes that had been trying to bite her.

It infuriates me. "I know what kind of guy you're really into. You like the bad boy type." His lips gently glazed on my neck making chills erupt all over my body. "The dominating ones who know how to make you feel good like that book I just read." His hands latched on to my legs pulling them and forcing them to wrap around his waist. He was now holding me against the wall while slowly sucking on the sensitive skin of my neck. Small moans escaped from my mouth. "I can already tell that Ryan isn't the one who would give you all of that Maya." He started moving towards my bed and dropped me on it. Damon climbed on top of me and settled in between my legs. His lips found mine and a rough hungry

the bat guy explained. " What else did my father-in-law say? " the shameless monk inquired. " monks can't marry " the bat guy replied. " fuck your grandpa!! this honorable Reverend monk is not your normal monk. " The shameless monk replied. The two vampires argued back and forth for what seemed like an eternity before getting to their destination. The streets of hell were bustling, all kinds of demons roamed this street, from minions to huge monsters showing off their expensive hellhounds. Monsters of all races walked the streets.