Vamp Huntress Hunted by Mariana Mendoza (best thriller books to read txt) 📖

full of curiosity. I sighed.
“ You know the dead vamp body in the basement?”
“ Yeah?” they said at the same time.
“ The Ghost did that.” I said.
Sauda was in the middle of drinking when I said that. She almost choked and ended up spitting blood all over me. And at the same time, she had squished her blood bag, making it explode and throw blood everywhere. It also fell on my face and shirt. It was B-Neg. I didn’t like B-Neg.
This was how I looked like:
- Outside: One of my brows were up, my face was almost emotionless except for my brows knitting together, my lips were closed tight.
- In my mind: Oh my god, did this bitch actually spit blood on me? Oh hell no, she did not just do this. And who’s blood is this? What if its an infected blood. I don’t want to catch shittiitis! I am so going to pummel that bitch.
Sauda looked at me, afraid at what I was about to do. Kass looked literally afraid at me and at Sauda. Damn right, they should be afraid.
I wiped the blood from my face with my hands and shook them, letting the blood spill on the floor. I looked back up at Sauda and slightly glared at her for a long time. It was the best I could do to glaring at her.
My fist flew quickly to her face. She was caught off guard so my fist went right to her left eye. She flew back and fell back on the bottom of the stairs. She was on the floor for a minute before she sat up and came back to where I was.
“ Yeah, I probably deserved that.” She groaned out.
Remember when I said vampires have super strength, well that was what I used, and I used a ton of it. But her bruise was healing fast because we had superhuman healing as well. It sucked because I wanted that bruise to stay in her eyes for a couple of days.
Kass suddenly started laughing loud and hard. We both looked at him as if he was nuts, which could possibly be true. I glared at him.
“ You’re next.” I muttered to him.
Just as fast Kass had laughed, he quickly stopped and looked back to serious mode. Well, almost serious mode.
“ I’m cool now, chill girl. But back to the Ghost, I don’t think Nero will like hearing it.” He said.
“ He’s right, if you tell him, he’s going to go ballistic on you.” she added.
“ He’s my boss, guys, if I don’t tell him, he’ll go crazy vampy ape man on me. I’ll tell him right now.” I mumbled out, now walking towards his door.
“ You want us to go in with you? You know, for moral support.” he asked.
I shook my head. I shooed them away one I was standing info rot of his door. I took in a deep breath then let it out. It was a bad habit I had, sighing. Sire had said it would go away but I knew it was going to be my new thing.
I knocked then went into his room. It looked the same as when I first saw it two years ago. But it also smelled good. He must have cleaned it while I was out. I then saw him in the middle of the room.
He had a blood whore on a chair in the middle of the room. She was moaning while he the sire was drinking from her wrist. His eyes were deep crimson red. He then stopped and looked at me.
The sire looked up and down at me, a curious expression in his face. He was probably wondering what had happened to me. I stood at the entrance not saying anything, my lips were sealed tight. Why I was acting this way? It probably had to do with the bitchiness and the like I had for him.
“ You may go now, Kelly.” he ordered the girl.
She nodded and walked towards me. She looked completely happy and in peace. I wanted to smack the crap out of her for looking so happy. It was a good thing I had great control.
“ Anything new from the dead body?” he asked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He looked a little irritated but then, I was having a heck of a bad day too, so I didn’t care much.
“ Did you finish feeding?” I said, ignoring his question.
“ Why?” he asked then a smile bloomed on his face then said, “ Are you offering?”
I entered his room then and closed it. The sire didn’t like his room wide open.
“ No, I was just asking.” I muttered.
“ What happened to you? You’re covered in blood.” he asked.
He must have known that the blood wasn’t mine. All blood tasted different and smelled different as well so it wasn’t hard to know which blood was your and which wasn’t.
“ Sauda spilled it on me.” I told him.
“ What did you do?” he asked.
“ I punched her in the eye. Damn shame that she heals fast.” I mumbled out.
He chuckled and then came to me. I was on high alert then. I always am when I was close to him. My vampy heart was still but I swear whoever he came to me, my heart would want to beat.
My face was emotionless as he touched my cheek, wiping some blood with his finger. He held the finger to his lips and tasted it.
“ I don’t like B-neg.” he whispered, his voice had gone husky and lower than before.
I swallowed a little, nervous.
“ Good for you.” I said.
“ You want to take a shower in my bathroom?” he asked, teasingly.
I was tempted but I said nothing.
“ Or would you like me to lick it off you? B-Neg won’t be so bad if its on your skin.” He offered. He caressed my cheek with the back of his hand. I would prefer the second option but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much he affected me.
I was as still as a statue. I didn’t know what to do. I was so aware of him and his warm cold hands. I wanted to lean into that hand but I forced myself not to.
He was circling me for a second, getting closer. He then stopped in front of me and looked me into the eyes.
His beautiful green eyes staring right at me. I wanted to just be in those pools of green eyes forever.The sire was coming closer. I didn’t want anything to happen so I backed up.
“ Stop.” I whispered out.
“ I don’t think you really want me to do that.” he told me walking to me. I walked behind me then walked backwards in a circle until I hit his bed.
The sire then pushed me back on his bed, him on top of me. His eyes were full of lust. I didn’t know why. I was an average looking girl.
“ Do you want me to stop?” he whispered in my ear.
He nipped my ear a little. I bit my lower lip to keep me from gasping or making any other embarrassing sound. He then began nipping my neck, taking his time and sucking at my nape.
I placed my hands in the middle of his chest. I tried to push him back but it seemed like my arms and legs had gone weak.
“ Do you want me to stop now?” he whispered to me when he got to my collar bone. He began to lightly kiss and nip his way down to the middle of my chest. His hands began to slowly move up under my shirt. My muscles jumped whenever he touched a particular part of my stomach.
“ Now?” he asked.
He went back to my neck and licked it. I involuntarily made a small sound but I stopped it before it became loud. The sire stopped for a second before he returned to licking and kissing my neck, moving his way up to my jaw line.
“ Now?” he whispered in my ear.
And just as he said it, his hand got to my right breast. He squeezed, making me moan a little. I bit my lip again.
He pressed his hips to mine, hyper aware of how his crotch was slowly growing. I wanted to kiss him then. I was very thankful that I had great control.
“ Sire.” I whispered out, my voice husky as well.
“ Nero, call me Nero.” he said to me, squeezing my breast again, playing with my nipple as well. I had to make him sot before we both did something naughty.
“ Sire, I know who killed the vamp.” I whispered out, a little groan came out before I could close my lips again.
“ You decide to tell me now, of all times?” he asks me.
He pushes me up to the middle of the bed then takes my wrists with one hand and pins them down above my head. He goes back to kissing my neck and licking the blood from my face. He quickly goes down to my chest and begins to lick the blood that was on top and in-between my breasts. His tongue was slow, raising goosebumps after the trail it made. I really wanted him to keep licking me until I remembered something Kass had told me a long time ago.
“ Nero can be such a flirt. Be careful of him or you might just find yourself with a broken heart in your hands.” he had said.
I didn’t think much about it then but what a bad timing to have such a thought. Anyways, it was enough to knock a little sense in me.
I grabbed my boss’s face in my hands and pulled him back to my eye level. He looked down at me, curious.
“ Sire.” I began.
“ Call me Nero, Kira.” he murmured softly to me.
I ignored it. I tried to mentally smack myself to stop staring into his deep green eyes. It must have worked because I was sobering up and a little panicked.
“ I know who killed the dead vampy.” I whispered.
“ Who?” he asked, he still looked a little dazed.
“ The Ghost.” I mumbled out.
That brought him back down to earth. He quickly sobered up. His face quickly turned rage and jumped off me in rage and in surprise.
“ What?!” he screamed.
I knew how he felt, kind of.


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