Vampire Bedding 소설 & 이야기

Was Claus actually a volatile and unpredictable tyrant? The maids took each of us to our respective dorm room. The room was simply furnished. To be honest, I didn't like the decoration at all - It almost only had the white candlelight, the cross, and a black coffin. It meant that...... I had to sleep in the coffin in the next few days? This was not acceptable to me. Did vampires hate beds? I mean the normal beds! Why they must sleep in that depressing coffin? I really disgusted about this habit of vampires. I planned to sleep directly on the floor. Well, it would be much better than I slept in that coffin.

Striding slowly, Lee took Calista towards the bed; not departing from her juicy lips not even for a second. They were both hungry for each other. For Calista, it was the most delightful moment of her vampire life, and Leevon shared the sentiment except for the fact that he was going to live it for the first and last time. He stopped in the middle noticing the bed that was neatly tucked with a white velvet bed sheet with little Jasmines imprinted over it. There was present only a single rounded pillow complementing the sheets. The white sheets were perfect for this night.

SYDNEY'S POV........ I opened my eyes expecting to see myself in paradise and various vampires with crowns on their head because you know, that's where good vampires go after their death and am pretty sure I've not done anything that has made me not deserving of paradise in my life....but I opened my eyes only to see myself on a king sized bed. "Thank goodness you are awake, I thought otherwise".

There was a separate black door, which must be the closet next to the washroom. Becca looked at another corner of the room, where she spotted a few couches, along with a big coffin next to it. She had a sudden urge to sleep in there, wanting to feel how it was like to sleep in the coffin similar to the vampires. She took small steps towards the coffin. As soon as she opened the coffin, she could feel someone coming, so she hurriedly closed it back and ran to the bed. She sat on the bed and heard a faint knock on the door.

Well, I do find it an odd word to call four walls. In silence, I am staring at the ceiling, focussing on one little pesky bug that I fear will drop onto me any second now. Now true to Vampire style, I have a great Victorian bed with the red curtains and matching linen to go with that. Well, if you are two-hundred-and-eighty, you grow accustomed to certain things.

The first manifestation of pregnancy that most Vampires have is sleepwalking, a mental breakdown then beginning to gradually lose awareness and memories. While making love at that time, Phoebe was bloodthirsty and tried to bite Louis' shoulder to drink blood, it was not because she was too hungry to take the risk nor because Phoebe was too hateful of Louis to attack him. Phoebe's action at that time was to create a "mate" link with Louis, but… Louis refused this connection by brutally beating Phoebe and causing her already weakened spirit to become even more damaged pity and fear for him.

Slain by a vampire. Behind the castle was the dark woods, Aiden noticed as he stepped in, he squinted through, catching Lynette who was dealing with three vampires. Snarling. Growling. Snapping. Lynette stammered as she stepped back, watching the fangs of those vampires drop as they looked at her neck. She had a scratch on her neck and her blood trickled down to her shoulder. They screeched and they approached her trying to deny themselves her appealing blood, but it just pulled them closer and she stepped backward in a fuss. Aiden tried to interfere, but the windows blew open and its pieces shattered as two people fell from it. One was a human and the other was a vampire. The human was abou

========= Sunset, the next day. Abley pushed the double doors to Reed's chamber to find clothing items strewn around the room. Undergarments on the floor, belts hanging on the chandelier.... along with some broken furnitures. It was no secret that vampires were powerful beings, especially when aroused. Abley picked up a broken piece of wood, what was left of an arm chair. "Wake up, sleepyhead." he tossed the plank of wood towards the sleeping Reed.

"It isn't caving." "It absolutely is." "It's... strategic financial planning." She bursts into laughter. "Whatever helps you sleep at night." As we begin gathering the paperwork, I wander a little farther down one of the aisles. Blankets. Sheets. Tiny pillows. Stuffed animals. My heart melts a little more with every step. Then I stop. Folded neatly on a display is a bedding set unlike anything else in the store. Soft sage green. Cream-colored trim. Tiny embroidered wolves beneath a glowing moon.