Carmilla X Zestial Novels & Stories

My eyes widened. Bloody hell! He was a vampire too. That explained his unnatural strength. But the women didn’t even flinch. They giggled and leaned closer, enjoying it. Zane reached me and hissed, “Leave. Immediately.” I didn’t argue. I turned and walked away, glancing back only to see him still watching me like a predator making sure its prey obeyed. Back in my room, I collapsed on the bed, my chest heaving. He was a vampire. Maybe he inherited it from Ashlyn. The image of him feeding from their necks haunted me.

“Then how is Theo going into heat if she wasn’t even marked?” Nala was quiet for a moment. “This might be crazy and I might also be wrong but… Xahen is a lycan.” I took that in. He was a lycan. The strongest possible breed of wolf. He and Kane were the only one of his kind in the entire realm. But I still didn’t get it. “What does that have to do with anything?” “There was intimacy between you two,” Nala said, “just not the usual kind that triggers heats. And with a wolf that strong…”

"I hope the location will be close to campus, so I don't need to be picked up by you guys anymore." "Driving and picking you up to the campus was an honour for both of us," without hesitation Karl pulled his hand away, kissing the back of his hand gently and attentively. Those two brown irises with strong magnetism locked onto him as if to tell the two of them that in this world there were only the two of them. Or maybe three, if Stephen counts and if Stephen will confess his feelings for her. Instead of moving forward for the next, and instead chose to retreat and lose confidence after the man found out that he also had the same feelings as the werewolf Laurent.

Professor Howl barely managed to keep his crystal ball from rolling off the crowded table without breaking his concentration. Principal Rapport, with a wave of his hands, the two cloaked people turned and left the room. Principal Rapport’s eyes were back to normal as he went toward the round table and unclasped the bindings that kept the book closed. He hovered his hand over the leather cover, never breaking his eyes from it. “Carmilla Opun,” He spoke, and the book flew open, pages rustling as it skimmed the entire book before stopping on a single page. The name Carmilla Opun glowed gold against the aged parchment.

This made me even more furious, but I barely had a choice. I heard Cole kiss his teeth. With a wave of his hand, he hissed. “I was only briefly interested. Do not be bothered, Luna.” He took another bite, while locking eyes with me. A wave of relief flushed through me, like I had held my breath far too long. I sat across Carmilla, digging anxiously into my meal in my very own house. “You know, there’s a lot I’m curious about.” Carmilla said, mouthful, whilst struggling to eat with one hand. “I don’t mind giving it for a research. I just want it returned in perfect condition.”

The journey that might ensure that Ruby is no longer a target of the Xylem gang. ~ "Fancy seeing you here on this beautiful day Adonis," Carmila greeted as I stepped into the lively abode of the Xylem gang. "I see you got the dress code," she excitedly said. "Do you care to join this party? This one has a great tongue." Her hands patted a red-haired lady whose state of nakedness matched others like her who knelt in front of Carmila as if she was some kind of goddess. "Do I look like I want to party?" I asked sternly, my eyes wearing pity towards one of the girls who looked like she had undergone more pain than pleasure.