Vampires Gay Novels & Stories

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

"I'm the greatest of them all, how dare you come in my way Mr Vampire, all the parks kneel in front of me, how does a vampire come and lock me up In my own territories, I believe you have had about me, You have heard about my stories from the past, why do you risk so much, You are risking your entire generations for this, It is of no use Mr Vampire, I will kill you and your people..." The Gaylord growls out As Alfred goes on with whatever he was doing pretending not to be bothered by what he was saying.

Before she knew it he was right there beside her as she felt a gush of wind. "I do." he whispered in her ears "But a vampire can have as many wives as he wants" "It is not the same for a werewolf." Nina returned back to him sharply "My mate cannot have another wife." Damon stared at her quietly for a while then he suddenly flashed a smile at her. "Watch your little mouth,Luna." his eyes turned red "I can rip your throat out any second.So go on...choose a dress." Nina didn't like any of them.

I snorted a laugh, covering my mouth with my sleeve. "And three," she held up her third finger, "he may have some ill feelings against vampires about what happened to his seemingly happy parents, but what if he was afraid that if his mate, a 'female' mate, found out about his preferences? He was putting on a show this whole time because maybe he wouldn't feel accepted, or his mate may not accept who he is? I've never heard of a homosexual pairing until tonight." Christine sipped her rum and coke. "Now he knows his mate is the same sex, and that's why he isn't fighting it," she shrugged her shoulders. "Much."

“Come on Adam, you have a mate now, can you imagine how it feels knowing you can’t be with your mate?” “Because Joshua’s mate isn’t a female Lycan,” Adam takes a deep breath and puts on his boxers. “He isn’t female at all,” Joshua rolls his eyes. “So, you are gay?” I ask. “Yes,” Joshua rolls his eyes. “Go ahead, say what you want.” “I wasn’t going to say anything. What is the concern?” I ask and they both look at me like I have two heads. “Do you know of any gay wolves?” Adam asks me.

“Gosh no, I didn’t want to cheat on my mate.” I nearly choked on my grape. “And how’s that working out for you?” I spluttered out when I’d finally swallowed the blasted thing. Casper threw his hands over his face when he realised what he’d said. “Sorry, but you know what I mean. Come on, you haven’t had sex for the same reason, right?” “Hell no!” I said, rather enjoying seeing him squirm. “I haven’t had sex because I’m gay, and incase you haven’t noticed, there aren’t exactly many gay werewolves around.”

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I offered. Auðr ran a hand over his face but sat on the bed. Maybe there is hope for our mating after all. “Sage, you need to see this from my perspective. I’m not trying to come off as a dick or rude. I’m an old and very gay vampire in a fairly famous band.” He gestured to the poster on my wall. “And I’m an eighteen-year-old non-binary demisexual hybrid werewolf who likes dick and tends to dress more femme despite having a dick. So what? I don’t see how any of that changes that we’re mates.” I countered.

I said. "Then I know that all you vampires here in Vampire high are looking for animal blood, because if you're looking for human blood, you should have drink my blood when I entered vampire high." I laughed. "Aren't you afraid of me?" He asked so I laughed. "Why should I be afraid of a gay man like you?" I asked. "What did you say? Who's gay?" He asked annoyed. "You." I replied. He glared at me. "you lose what? Hahaha you're used to maybe you're the only flame in the whole Vampire High." I said.

he asked. "Well, since you have plenty of experience with vampires, there's no need to sugarcoat things. I'm going to feed and heal you," I explained straightforwardly. "Have you ever taken vampire blood internally?" I knew the answer from the state of his scars. None were fully healed. He shook his head, looking away, a silent confirmation of his unease with the idea. Compelled to clarify, I ventured cautiously, "So, when you said you were gay..." He interrupted me with a whispered correction, "Bi... though female vamps are far more aggressive, so if it involves vamps, I lean gay."