Novel & Cerita What Does Blood Taste Like To Vampires

"All I know is that you need blood to survive, and the younger the victim, the tastier it is." I shook my head at what she said. "That’s an old superstition. That’s just a story people tell. The truth is, blood tastes the same, and it depends on the vampire’s taste buds and mood how they experience it." In reality, we need blood to maintain a healthy body. I wouldn't call it medicine, but rather a supplement that keeps us healthy. Over the last few decades, studies have shown that vampires can survive without drinking blood, but they easily become weak and lose their vitality.

His answers are always so definitive, as if my question was stupid to ask in the first place. “What does blood taste like to you?” I tried again. A sliver of black swirls in Caius’ eyes. He remains quiet for a few beats of silence and then leans forward with quickly elongating fangs. “Mortal blood doesn’t have a taste,” he begins. “It has a feel. The second it touches our lips, it begins to swim through our veins, touching us in places we don't remember existed.” The plentiful amount of saliva in my mouth runs dry at his description. Back in Professor Evans’ classes, I remember him teaching us that live feedings are an intimate experience for mortals and immortals alike.

"Why do you taste so delicious?" Nervousness shot through me at his question. I felt a sense of worry seep through me at the familiar question I had once heard so often before. The fear left quickly when Sol released my hand in favor of licking the blood on his lips. "Why? Your blood was amazing. Why do you taste like that?" His voice was a whisper but firm as he repeated the question. I only shook my head at him, not knowing what to say. "Human… Human blood tastes good." He shook his head. "Even for a half-blooded vampire, they usually taste bland and lifeless. But you are different."

They drank from him, filling their bellies with his Ludovic. They drew more blood, moaning and murmuring their satisfaction. Their jaws were coloured in red, as they drank hungrily from him, quenching their thirsts like vampires. The pale cold blood-suckers couldn't have wrecked such damage. When they'd had enough of the juice, they stood to their feet, kissing and licking the blood out of each other's faces. I dropped my teary gaze to the ground, repulsed by the scent of their arousal, mingled with the metallic smell of spilled blood.

I flicked a stare at her stretching out the blood bag to me. Suddenly, my throat began to itch, and a burning lust for blood grew inside of me. I immediately took it, tearing it slightly open, I gulped down hard, the sweet taste of blood refreshing my body. I felt every nerve of my body activating into action, and a feeling of refreshment sprang down my spine. Who knew blood tasted so good? It did. Blood was the only food to vampires. And I have seen the reason. This juicy taste of blood was something compared to no other.

I could hear them talking about what happened in the woods since I have vampire abilities. Whatever happened in the woods was just a demo for her, there’s more coming in her way. She’s going to regret slapping me and disrespecting me, I’m going to make sure of that. I must admit, her sweet blood tasted like heaven. I had a hard time controlling myself when I tasted her blood. It is so weird that I almost lost my control and almost killed her, it never happened to me. I have never ever tasted something so tasty in my entire life, human blood doesn’t taste like that.

I said. “I would. I don’t like thinking about you holding someone so close to you and drink their blood. I get jealous. Really jealous.” “It’s the same for me. Vampires cannot drink each other’s blood. It tastes awful and doesn’t quench our thirst.” “Have you tried it? Another vampire’s blood?” I shook my head. “Never had the chance. Never wanted to either,” I said. “Well, now, you won’t get to do it too. I will hate it.”

So I assumed it existed In this world. “ Would you like to drink my blood? I do not know if it will be like drinking a human, but it should fill you up nonetheless.” I told him holding out my wrist. I must have made a mistake, because his glare on the human turned straight to me. There was horror, yet delight In his facial expression. Blood was blood… right? Was there that much of a difference in human blood and pure blood. I had Imagined it would taste sweet like the blood I had drunk out of the cups. Did all the blood not taste like caramel Apples?

She didn't stop them anymore, looking at me with complicated eyes. The ship, the road, everything, blurred through my tears as they pulled me farther away. I felt defeated. When I saw the silver-barred cage waiting by the pier, something inside me became desperate. Rage flared. Instinct. I twisted, bit one of the vampires — ripped skin, tasted rot and cold blood. They hissed, their claws sinking into my arms as I spat the foul taste from my mouth. “Vampires taste like corpses!” I snarled, half sob, half scream.

She looks at me, “Did your father have something to do with that too?” “No. I remember Linc told me that Vampires found it more difficult to control their lust when the victim was close to their death. He said it’s almost like the last drops of blood are the tastiest. That every mouthful before then is nothing in comparison. However, the body needs a small amount of their own blood before being filled with their Sire’s blood for it to work.” “And they need to die.” Rhys adds “That is the most disgusting thing I’ve ever heard.” Bella’s face is screwed up at the thought of it.