Vampires Dance Novels & Stories

Damon suddenly appeared behind me, holding four cups; three beers and a glass of what was definitely vampire wine, if the coppery smell of blood was any indication. “L-Lord Voss.” The vampire immediately took a step back. “I didn’t know you were here.” “Well, now you do.” Damon coolly set the drinks down on our table. “And now, as my cohort was saying—you can fuck right off.” The vampire didn’t hesitate. He turned and fled into the crowd without another word. Chloe and Ronan picked up their beers. I took mine and began to peel off the damp label, looking around at the writhing vampires. The dance floor was fully packed with bodies, most of them half-naked.

I protested. " Let's explore." Bethany said, getting down from her car. I got down and tried to stop her. Vampires are my worst nightmares. " You're playing a risky game." " Try to be Aria for once." She said to me. I exhaled loudly and scoff. " Thank you." Bethany said and flipped her hair before she led the match. I followed behind like a kid and we got in. Strippers were dancing round the pole when we entered. It was terrific, I just wished Martha wouldn't be here. I don't mind stabbing her ass.

However, at this moment, a person lying dead next to Selina suddenly raised his head, his eyes were covered with blood flowers, revealing an extremely malicious look. He jumped up, it seems, that jump is the quintessence of his life, the strength that life accumulates. Even though the upper half of his body has worn out, this jump is still incredibly powerful. Then, he stretched out his long claw, trying to stab it into the body of the vampire in front of him.

A slight moan escaped her lips when the one man took the woman to a rock she hadn’t seen. The fierce way he entered the female’s hot core with little notice of the people sitting watching. Moonlight shone down on them, and it was at that moment that Stacy knew it was the Fairy moon dance. Stacy didn’t know how she knew what this was, but he was remarkable to see. Something that Dimitri was right about was a once-in-a-lifetime thing to watch. Stacy shifted in her seat to watch the show better and felt a hand on her leg, holding her back. She hadn’t noticed the fact that most of the people watching were vampires; they didn’t seem to be as affected as the humans in the group. Some were cuffed t

Even outside there were decorations too because eventually people will also be outside or anywhere at all but will be having fun and the spirit of love and happiness will be everywhere. Everyone was in high spirits, and the festivities began with a grand dance. Everyone was on the dance floor, swaying and twirling to the music, there were different kinds of dance steps that night, cool, calm, sweet, crazy, etc, name them. The werewolves were particularly in their element, as their boisterous howls filled the room. The vampires, too, seemed to be having a great time, as they joined in the revelry.

He looked so funny that I fought the urge to laugh. “Your majesty, I was wondering if I could ask the princess for a dance?” The vampire smiled at my father and didn’t look at me once! “Well, I guess that will be up to the princess.” My father looked amused as he looked at me and my eyes grew wide. Dhampir school taught me everything I needed to know so I could fight and protect our vampire masters … It never taught me how to dance! Saints! If only I had sneaked out with the girls once or twice, then maybe I would have some idea of what awaited me! I nodded, not wanting to dishonour anyone, and took the young man’s hand as he led me to the middle of the dance floor.

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”