Romans & histoires Fantasy Male Vampire

His thoughtful gaze wandered around the room. “Lord,” William began hesitantly, “this is our king.” He has no equal in strength. There are legends that vampires can leave offspring. This has never happened in my lifetime, but I believe it is possible. A born vampire has pure blood, he is devoid of a human past and everything connected with it. He is a true predator who knows no pity and does not know how to love.

The vampire left to bury her mate with a few of her kind after narrating everything in detail. A deafening silence filled the room and the scent of fresh blood filled the room as two drudges walked in with a tray containing glasses of blood. Some minutes later a young man walked into the room, just as if he appeared through the sweetly designed curtains. He was like a demi-god that rose out of the waters. His hair was black, swaying flawlessly against his shoulder which was covered by a black garment to his ankle. One would imagine how such a young man could be ruling the entire Malklaiv coven. He must be really powerful.

am restless days pass and i remain that way till the elder's of the counsil organised a party so that the male vampires can choose their own human slaves the party is next tomorrow Gavin said I know Gavin,i want to be alone It's been 2weeks now and you still want to be alone?? . What's wrong wit our king

The vampire said in a sickly sweet tone and the human inched closer to him. “Yes, that is it. Don't be afraid of me. I just want to taste your blood and if it was good I will spare your life.” The male swallowed and stood before the vampire, shaking, and offered him his neck. The vampire male chuckled and took his hand instead. He opened his mouth and instead of two sets of fangs, there were rows and rows of sharp teeth. I shuddered involuntarily. He was a tainted one. A supernatural who was deformed, because of the virus and the poisonous shit the governments had unleashed in the world.

The second thought was that he was a strong vampire, a simple thing was that Brawen crashed into him, he was still standing in place, when he was young, he was knocked down by the jet. Vampire male, high body temperature, outstanding physique, in the pure-blood dormitory, he walks freely, the high throne does not have the habit of getting out of the way for others. With that much alone, it is enough for her to know who the great person is without looking at her face.

A male one. A male vampire? The hairs on my back stand on edge. ‘’Wh—what was the na—name of the Male Vampire? Any idea.’’ I control my fear. It’s not who I think. Is it? ‘’Yes my lord. His name is Borham.’’ No. This can’t be happening. History can’t be repeating again! I lied to Reno back then saying Krulisa’s right hand man was Borham, never did I know that it would actually turn out to be true! Why does he work with Krulisa?

Her memory had been clouded with the pain because it didn't do him justice though. His long, black hair was loose around his shoulder, his brown eyes intent as they travelled over her body very slowly and caused a stirring of liquid heat inside her which she fought down before she started scenting up the room in a very embarrassing way. Her gaze slowly roamed over his strong, hard face, taking in the strong brow, high chiselled cheekbones, hard, granite jaw and soft, slightly curved lips. The vampire was a walking advertisement for all things that were alpha male - hot, sexy and extremely dangerous. Just the kind of men she liked.

“The police are on their way.” “And you think I’m afraid of them?” Malek fired back. He could hear the sirens in the distance, but he did not care; he was going to take his sweet little time. “Here’s what's going to happen, bro. I am going to paralyze you by injecting venom into your neck. Then I am going to suck all the blood from your body until your heart gives out.” “You’re going to turn me into a vampire?” “Oh, please…” He scoffed. “I have enough minions already. I don’t need anymore. Not especially one with extreme anxiety.” He laughed. “You’re too broken to be a part of my army.”

What were portals and what was this all about? "Tell that annoying wolf of yours to create a distraction for you to slowly siphon more energy! I don't care how you do it, just GET IT DONE!" Valentine growled out as he took a long gulp from a goblet he was drinking from. The man was handsome and was dressed in very nice attire, but I couldn't get passed what Valentine had been drinking. Blood. He was a vampire; a pretty powerful one too from the way he carried himself. That’s what that atrocious scent is - the stench of a vampire.