Vampires Dance Novels & Stories

Dylan: "When viewed from that perspective, it's not at all inappropriate at all. Vampires have always looked to humans as an abundant source of food that is full of essential nutrients. They have never before placed such an emphasis on the positions that humans occupy during a match." Miren sat down in the chair opposite of Dylan and leaned back, enjoying the feel of Eva's gentle hands as they massaged her tired shoulders as Eva assisted her. Miren's herbal foot bath and hand bath were being prepared by a number of other palace maids who had also entered at this time.

The words slipped past her lips mindlessly as she headed for the door, not allowing George's desperate words to get to her, or the heart-wrenching cry that ripped through his throat and followed her into the hallway, until the door was sealed shut. "Enjoy the party." This time around, her voice trembled so much more than she thought it would. _____ _____ Vampires drank a different type of wine, one that was too strong for werewolves to handle. Zezi had only had a glass to wash down her misery, when it had all begun. It had started with clickings, sharp and distant sounds. They banished the music, as their dread washed over the instrumentalists and everyone. The air was eerily cold as the cli

Oh, shit … he smells good too. There’s nothing like a freshly showered, shaved, and cologned vampire man to get me in a twist. “Really? Why?” I yell back. I could not possibly be cooler. My shoes, my eyebrows, my hip-sway. Shakira has nothing on this action. “There’s a string of guys with broken hearts standing all around the dance floor.” “Ha.” I turn around and dance with my back to him. He takes the hint and moves closer. We say nothing for awhile, letting the music speak through our bodies.

It was alot to agree to especially if what mavery said was true, being alone then putting yourself in the middle of twenty or so vampires would be an adjustment, for both of them “dance with me” mavery said into the silence to little ava, who blinked in surprise “here...now? I no longer dance like the old days sister” the little one said Mavery smiled snapping her fingers and a soft classical melody filled the room soft and almost sweet he couldn’t remember the name to this song but he knew it was one of mavery’s favorites. Slowly mavery unzipped the warrior’s pants from the sides, then as she handed the pants to someone they handed her a pink version of her own skirt she tied it slowly smil

My senses got alert as I slowly got up from the ground. "Hide behind me." I instructed the kids as they formed a small mob behind me. "El..." Stephene called me in a scared voice as she tucked the sleeve of my dress. "Are there vampires here? Will they kill us? Will we die, El? I don't want to die." I don't want to die. Her words rang in my ears again and again as mom's face flashed in front of my eyes. I closed them trying to gather all the strands of courage in my body and opened them again.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

The woman in his nightmare had turned him into a sex god - fucking - freaks. A while ago he was asking the lady for a dance and no lady in her right senses would turn down a dance with one of the charming vampire lord and as soon as they had started dancing he had excuse her and had taken for a walk round the palace before ending the night trip in his bedroom while classical music still played loudly

The walls were adorned with intricate designs that seemed to come alive under the neon lights. A massive dance floor stretched out in the center, filled with humans and vampires moving to the hypnotic beat of the music. As they stepped in, Ella’s senses were overwhelmed. The music was a deep, pulsing rhythm that resonated through her chest. The air was thick with the scent of lust and desire, humans and vampires dancing together, their movements sensual and magnetic. She noticed couples entwined in corners, some boldly engaging in acts of intimacy right out in the open. The raw energy was intoxicating, even for her.

Each of these men spends the value of an entire servant to purchase a ticket to a once-in-a-lifetime show. I step on the stage as carefully as I can. I can't let the vampires know that I'm injured or Vladimir will make my life a pure Hell. The room falls silent, all eyes fixed on me, the bodies of the men almost frozen. Vladimir snaps his fingers and the slow, sensual music booms from the speakers. Some women might feel shy standing in front of a crowd of men, but sadly, the sight is too familiar for me. Each of them eyes me with nothing but lust and desire burning in their eyes. I exhale and hold onto the pole beside me, slowly leaning my body back. Pole dancing had never appealed to me bef

But this wasn’t just a fight anymore; it was a cold, brutal dance. The musky scent of the creatures we fought hung around covering the scent of blood. Beneath the flickering gaslight, shadows danced like wraiths, making it hard to discern friend from foe. A guttural snarl echoed in the cave as Danni spun to the right. I mirrored her, my own boots scraping against the grimy cobblestones as I moved left, the rough wool of my tunic brushing against my skin. The *thwack* of a blade meeting something solid rang out as I intercepted a vampire lunging at Danni's exposed flank. A moment later, a chilling hiss erupted behind me, and I felt the cold rush of air as another attacker tried to slip past.