Vampires Pet の小説・ストーリー

her wolf answered. There are traces of fatigue on her face. She tried to stand up again, and this time she did it successfully. When Cassandra looked around, she saw that they were only three remained in the ring. Two werewolves and one vampire. Slowly, she walked towards them. The black wolf glanced at her and nodded his head, which Cassandra did the same. They started circling their prey. With the black wolf's signal, they attacked the vampire. Cassandra jumped on his right while the black one jumped on his left. She got punched, but the vampire couldn't dodge the black wolf's bite. It gave him a fatal blow. The vampire tried to stand, but he had no strength left. Slowly the mark disappear

" I asked, walking with him on the way toward the mansion. Since he was with me, no one asked about me things though they were looking with curious eyes. "No. They are the vampire's pets. Just like humans keep dogs and cats as their pets. Only the difference is that vampires feed on their pets." "But you had said that drinking human blood is forbidden." "Please forgive me for missing one word in that sentence,' drinking human blood without their permission is forbidden.'", he corrected himself, on which I glared at him. "Do give me that look as if you are all innocent. You will also drink your mate's blood when you will get comfortable with him."

Sol told me, "He'd sooner see the country burn than anything happen to her." I nodded my head and turned my focus onto the meal in front of me. "Ah, I know it. Vampires and their possessiveness." "Possessiveness?" Sol questioned with a laugh. "You know that...." I waved the spatula in the air to try and organize my statement correctly, "There are always some pure-blooded vampires. I can't name it exactly. Maybe it's a sort of desire to possess something or someone." "Do you mean to protect?" Sol offered, but I shook my head.

Her excitement over being reunited with her mate was palpable. Vampires stood guard outside of the place. Each one as still as a statue as we exited the vehicle. As we moved toward the door, something stuck me as odd about them. They didn’t have the typical pale complexion of most baby vamps; they were tanned and muscular. I was trying to put my finger on what exactly had me unsettled as we strode past them toward the door when I caught a flash of blackness in the eyes of one. It struck me like lightening, my stomach clenching in terror. The vampires that stood guard outside of Rhazian’s nest had been wolves. Somehow, the vampire had managed to create a new hybrid monster.

Ulric's seniority came into play and Victor's psychic abilities were needed just in case there was trouble with the local pack. They would be gone for a day at least, making her the pack's burden for the time being. The first task while petsitting the resident vampire was to feed it once per day to keep aggression at a minimum. Victor had left a pint of his own blood in Clara's freezer, but it had to be injected to work and human blood was now a requirement for her body. Fortunately, there was no shortage of vampire enthusiasts among the BDSM community in Washington.

Ethan flashed his teeth and Pablo sat down, mentally exhausted. "Listen Ethan I am not against you." "Neither am I." "I am not trying to fight you." "Neither am I." "So go and get Jaxon so we can know what to do next." "I'm afraid I won't be able to that." Pablo stared at him, "And why is that?" "Until you tell me what you did to him, I won't do anything you say." ~NARRATION GAP~ In a world where vampires and werewolves coexist, Lily, a young werewolf, discovers her unique power as a Guardian. She forms a deep bond with Adrian, a vampire, despite their species' historic rivalry. Their love is forbidden but they continue to defy the odds and stay together.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

With a nod of acknowledgment, Victor clarified, "While Yadiel's provision may seem beneficial to many, his exorbitant fees and the occasional tainted blood supply are significant drawbacks. More importantly, I detest the concept of 'blood bags'—human beings reduced to mere sustenance. My mother is human; I fled the palace in my youth to prevent her from becoming a blood slave to my father. Vampires often seek human companions, and it’s not uncommon for humans to become vampire mates. To prey on potential mates is profoundly abhorrent to me." Another voice, that of a she-wolf, pierced the discussion, "But you still require nourishment, do you not?" "Indeed, I do feed," Victor acknowledged. "H

she asked, she hadn’t even thought a vampire could do something like that let alone let that be an option “yeah he’s done it. There was a human here when i first became his familiar who only wanted to be bitten, he let the others give that human the bite but he only scratched and drank that way, by the end the human was able to let him feed without feeling a thing from him, it had been why i knew when it was my turn to be part of his people that i would call you to help me and them, they are so careful pet i had no choice but to trust them” mave said she had stopped packing looking her in the eyes. She sighed

Nadia spun around in hopes to catch another glimpse of the vampire. She then shut her eyes tight as a lump formed in her throat. This isn’t happening, she thought. Impossible..She continued. It was an irrevocably overwhelming rush of emotions when realizing that the villainous creature was her mate. Coyotes do not mate with such a bond much less to the opposite species. Vampires were cruel and unworthy. Their sole purpose is to kill and devour-that’s it. Whatever heart felt emotions they had were long gone and nonexistent. They weren’t capable of such responsibilities other than drinking blood.