Yandere Vampire の小説・ストーリー

Her heart still yearned for the vampire and it imposed an obvious barrier to her getting home. No! She internally screamed. She did not want to desire the vampire in that way. She should have killed it before it could have killed her. “I need to get out of here.” she murmured. The breeze was drifting faster now and she could feel her body become cold. Her arms hovered over each other for warmth as she continued to walk, for sure that a path would show sooner or later. Be careful Nadia..her inner canine cowered deeper, sensing something sinister. With the scarcity of vampires in the area to tear werewolves a part, there was also a subspecies of wolves called rogues.

Now, a mere werewolf had taken her place in his heart. As Vanessa paced her room, her thoughts raced. She gazed at an ornate mirror, where her reflection, a stunning vampire with long ebony hair and piercing red eyes, stared back at her. She whispered to her own image, her voice seething with bitterness, "Mara, you will not take what's rightfully mine. I will ensure that you meet your doom."

It was clear her status hadn’t changed one iota. When a female vampire gives birth it is not uncommon for her to bleed excessively; much more than a female human. If the bleeding is not stopped quickly, the vampiress could literally drain of all blood and die. Traditionally, Yolanda would heal the vampire with her touch and her blood, but Dragomir had seen to it that Yolanda’s blood wasn’t adequate. It was tainted by Osip, a new vampire who was originally made by Wadim, the king of the mutants. Even though Dragomir had cleansed Osip when he arrived at Dracula’s castle, it would take the better part of a century before he was fully free of Wadim’s DNA. Dragomir knew this when he had Osip he

I grinned slightly, spit out my gum I still had tucked in between my cheek and gum as I headed back to my single story home. My real name is Hera Constantine, a five hundred and thirty eight year old le femme vampire who is a paid assassin for the uber elite, there are only a handful of us. I'm petite, ruthless and very blunt. My clients call me Pandora because I listen to my playlists on the app as I make my kills. I hate other vampires although not many remain, after the governments of the world started destroying us, but that's another story. I have one rule, I won't kill anyone under eighteen. There are others that kill kids, but I'm not one of them. I live by myself and have no desire t

My dick, is instantly and impossibly hard. When a vampire is in his frenzy, all he wants is blood and something to fuck. And Jeeves made sure I’d get both. “That’s it baby, I’ve got just what you need,” the female coos, as she licks her wound to seal it and rocks back on me. “Just call for the next girl when you’re done,” Jeeves shouts, from somewhere. I think I hear his footsteps retreat, but I’m unsure. My body comes alive in every way and when the female drops onto my cock I groan with the familiar feeling. My vampire grunts as the female begins to bounce herself, her tits swaying with the movement. It should be all I want, I’ve never dared throw a female off me.

Velyana said to me over her shoulder, and I nodded my head, maintaining the distance between us. But when we got to where she gestured that we were going to be sitting, I saw two people who didn't belong to this pack already sitting there. One of them was a vampire, and I could tell because her eyes were purple and she was nursing a glass of blood. I turned to Velyana for directions, and she was already staring at the visitors with barely concealed animosity. Who were these people? “Argh, I see you have finally caught a boy toy to keep you company," the lady said to Velyan, who stared at her with her face blank before she flashed her a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

“You bitch! Who are you? Do you know who I am or who I work with?” “No! I really don’t care. If you see one monstrous, blood sucking Vampire you seen them all. I am nobody.” “Your dead that is what you are!” He again lunges for her but fakes her out and grabs her by her beautiful, long, curly red hair. Then throughs her across the small lot toward the other wall and trash bins. He chuckles as he did it and wipes his mouth. Damn she made me bleed. No one makes me bleed. He then takes off running to finish the red hair thorn in his back.

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

Then, turning towards a fallen Hailey, I asked, "Is this some of your new tricks to separate me and Daniel? Because trust me they aren't working." "Don't trust me then. But, will you deny what you see with your own eyes? You won't. Right? Daniel is a vampire. Not just any vampire. He's the Vampire King of Eleneas. I saw it with my own eyes!" Hailey's words just made me narrow my eyes at the game she and her brother were playing to separate me and Daniel.

she continued, raising an eyebrow provocatively. “You heard everything, didn’t you?” I took a deep breath, unwilling to engage her further, and turned to leave. But she stepped in front of me, smiling brightly. “If you have any sense, you’ll leave on your own,” she said smugly. “You should know that when a Vampire Lord conceives a child with a human, the bloodline may mutate into a higher-grade lineage. When that happens, the Costa family’s status in the vampire world will rise even further—and they will definitely support me.”