Vampire Drink Blood Novels & Stories

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

Travis asked me. "I need blood," I spoke weakly and when I saw his gaze turning to Naomi, I started. "I need blood from a blood bag." He gasped in disbelief. "Have you been drinking blood from a blood bag all this while? You know you shouldn't do that, my Lord." I sighed and nodded. It was common knowledge that, since vampires were dead creatures, we needed the blood of a living creature to survive. Drinking stale blood will not only taste rotten, but it will also not be able to replenish us.

I could not believe what I was saying but I wanted to prove him wrong, prove that I am not that kind of person. Draven offers me a hand and leads me back to the room with the other vampires, they all take a seat as soon as they see us, silence falling among them as Draven pulls me to the bar, he gets out a fresh glass and begins to fill it with a blood bag. The smell was sweet, almost like a bag of sugar, the bright red blood spills over the rim of the glass as Draven empties a full bag. He doesn’t touch the glass, he just tells me it is ready for me when I am ready but as he walks away he adds that its better when its still warm.

Phoebe approached, she didn't drink it but sniffed it and shook her head muttering: "It's not this smell… it's not… it's not..." Louis said: "It's all blood, drink it up." "No, I only drink the blood of my 'mate', the other blood I don't need!" - Phoebe said, Vampires, can't drink blood other than the blood of their "mate".

I stared into his fear-stricken gaze, " Don't scream. Don't fear. You wanted me to give you a good time; I will do that," I said. His fear was gone, and slowly, he nodded his head. I kissed his neck and punctured it with my fangs. He gasped in pain, but as I started drinking from him, he got excited and pulled me closer by my waist. He was moaning. When vampires drink blood from anyone, it gives not only pleasure to them but to the person they are drinking from. That was why direct drinking from a human was forbidden, as it caused accidental death. As I continued to drink, the man was moaning in pleasure and eventually ejaculated. I pulled away from him and inspected him. If I drank anymore,

Maybe they'll back out from their plan. "Ugh, come on, Blair! Make it two, and that's the final. BE THERE OR BE THERE!" Drea asserted and was about to enter her car, annoyed. "Alright, I'll be there at four. Buh-bye!" I affirmed and skipped to my baby. "BLAIR!!" They both exclaimed. And I just laughed at them while waving them goodbye. Alright, tomorrow at ten. --- As I arrived home, I went to the fridge and drank blood. I often drink blood now because every night I need to be a vampire, and you know why. I just need a lot of energy.

She sighed and lifted her head to look at me; her eyes flooding with tears. Ruby explained everything she saw in her dream but then paused and asked, “Why were they drinking vampire blood? It made no sense…” “Sometimes if a vampire is desperate enough and there's no other choice, they will resort to drinking vampire blood,” I explained. “It’s gross, but it does happen occasionally.” “Well, it happened with all of them…” she whispered. I thought about that youngest one, Natalia, and I shuddered. “Even the young one?” Ruby’s brows raised as she studied me.

That was right I could give her blood from those wine bottles. I poured the red liquid into a glass. My head started spinning despite the handkerchief I had tied around my nose. My friends used to tease me whenever I fainted on seeing blood. Little did I know at that time that my girlfriend would be a vampire who drank only blood. I kept chanting, “ You….can….do…this….Alex….Come on….do….it for….Eva’s sake.” With my eyes closed, I managed to reach the sofa. All I needed to do now was to make her drink it. Keeping her head on my lap, I placed the glass on her lips and tilted the glass carefully. As soon as she tasted blood, she gripped my hand tightly and gulped the blood quickly.

I pulled the shirt from his glorious body, slid my Ballistics knife from the sheath tied tightly around my ankle, and slit my wrist. Blood quickly coursed from the wound. At once, I held my wrist to his lips, letting my thick, crimson blood drip into his mouth. "Drink, Zac!" I yelled into his ear through my tears. "You have to drink, Zac!" My blood has healing powers for humans and I knew that if I could get him to drink it, maybe, just maybe, I wouldn't have to turn him into a vampire.