Alaric Saltzman Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Duran and Valko rushed out to us in their wolf forms, breaking the bedroom doors down while Clarke, Roger, and Shelly huddled together, comforting each other. We outnumbered the vampire, so he backed away now out of fear. “Good puppies,” he snickered. “I was only playing with you. I wasn't gonna hurt the girl,” he gulped. But I could smell his lie. I crawled up towards him and I guess he saw the look in my eyes, that I was gonna kill him. “I'm Alec, Lazarus's brother,” he barked out and my paws stopped. I sniffed the air and could tell he spoke the truth.

EPILOGUE ❦❦❦ Runo Kaelynn Alberona— I entered the mansion as a maid for the Lockhart siblings. At first, I didn't know the truth inside that mansion, but as time passed, I slowly uncovered their secrets. Even my heart was swept into that mystery. I fell in love with one of the siblings, and his name is Danrious. He's a vampire. No, they're all vampires. Nevertheless, I was still happy and didn't regret my decision. We were able to escape from that place, but were we truly able to escape from it?

He looked at himself in the rearview mirror and flipped his hair. “Do you have a name?” His icy voice asked from the back and I turned in my seat to look at him. “Saratan…Saratan Credi.” “Saratan,” he tested the name on his tongue and frowned as though he found it wanting, “If you had been auctioned off, let me tell you what will become of you. If you are lucky, you’ll die in the hands of your first buyer and end your misery early. If not, you’ll be used and sold again, passed on to countless more vampires until you are old and worthless. Once you are of no use to anyone and your blood is flavorless, they wouldn’t hesitate to leave you in a dumpster out to die. Feeders corp. might act like

“I-I suggest you kill me, b-because you will never find me in this s-state ever again.” When Alaric opened his eyes and looked at her, there were tears in them and it shocked Mariah to the bones. He closed them back and shook his head, and as if he had settled on a decision, he brought his wrist to his lips and surprised Mariah when his fangs elongated. He bit on his own wrist and placed the bleeding wrist on her lips. “Take it.” Mariah glanced at him, perplexed, wondering what he was up to. “The same way I need your blood to recover, t’s the same way mine shall help you.”

He clenched his fists, his thoughts racing with the implications of Alaric’s words and the threat they posed to his family. Should I really consider Alaric’s offer? The question replayed in his mind like a haunting melody. Could he truly trust the Alpha of the Dawn Falls pack? Their history was fraught with tension, and Damien had always viewed Alaric as an opportunist, a wolf whose ambition often overshadowed any semblance of loyalty or friendship. But now, with Elena’s safety at stake and whispers of her lineage circulating among the pack, the stakes were impossibly high.

EREBUS POV. Pulling over by the doorstep, I highlighted out of the car in haste, Zed and Embry running after me. I had pressed in the keycode, slamming open the main doors to see Alaric crying, a blonde Scottish-looking man having his arms wrapped around him. “Don't give up… I love you." Alaric had pleaded, taking me rather by pleasant surprise. I was jealous, of course; I had been turned by Alaric, who had borne an unhealthy obsession over seeing a lot of importance and happiness in me.

They needed reassurance, and they needed a vision for the future. Alaric, the former vampire king, stepped forward, his presence commanding but subdued. Despite the mistrust many wolves held toward vampires, Alaric had fought alongside them to defeat Diablo, and his bond with Tonya, the daughter of the Earth Goddess, gave him some measure of credibility. He raised his hands to calm the murmurs in the crowd.

He hadn’t completed his statement when he was suddenly pushed off of me by someone and raising my head, I saw an elder standing behind him, alongside some eavesdroppers. “You might have forgotten what you are, Alaric, so let me remind you. You’re a vampire Lord. Not a King, but a Lord. You’re a freaking vampire lord, Alaric!” He yelled at him and I turned to Alaric who was just getting off the floor. “Gee.:.” “How dare you marry another man’s reject knowing all of this, Alaric?” He asked and the moment his words “another man’s reject” hit me, I felt another surge of energy start to pass through me.

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

Melia burst out laughing. "You're sweet, really," she said, still laughing. "I can see why I didn't bite your collarbone." "You're, oh my God," he shouted out of nowhere, standing up and backing away. Melia stood up straight again and faced him. "What am I?" "You are... unbelievable!" he exclaimed, and it seemed that everything he had been feeling just a few minutes ago faded away to a feeling of awe. "Biting, 38-degree food, hell, aura," he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."