Alaric Vampire Diaries Actor Novels & Stories

Five years is but a blink in a vampire's eternal life, but it was long enough for deep love to curdle into betrayal, for an immortal vow to become the cheapest of lies. Alaric turned me around to face him, his crimson eyes burning with a heat that felt like it could melt me. "Five years, and all I want is to lay the entire world of darkness at your feet." He slowly bent down to kiss me. If I hadn't found that red hair by the pool last night, I would have willingly believed his performance until the day I died. Just as his lips were about to touch mine, the sound of flapping wings broke the night's silence.

" I didn't flinch. I didn't cry. I simply took a slow, deliberate sip of my coffee, looking at them with calm amusement. Before Vanessa could speak another word, the heavy doors behind me opened. Alaric walked into the room. He wore a crisp white shirt, the top buttons undone, looking completely relaxed and lethal. He didn't even look at Devon or Vanessa. He walked straight up to me, wrapped a possessive arm around my waist, and pressed a deep, lingering kiss right against my lips in front of them. Devon’s face turned an ugly, furious shade of red. Vanessa gasped, her jaw dropping.

she whispered she watched him nod and run quickly away, she made her way further back into the wall into the shadows looking at the movement and shift of the crowd “alex who...?!” dius said holding on to the bloody body of one of his people red eyes let out bloody tears as they all watched “he’s coming” was all the vamp got out before his form began to turn to ash

He shrugged. "This is the first time he's appearing like this after returning from a trip." He explained. I let silence fall over me. What could I possibly do? We got to the house where he was. I dumped my school bag in the car and ran inside with Arnold. I met Damon pacing up and down the room. "Dude, you said you were going to get the pack witch. What is Iris doing here? And where's the witch?" He looked behind us, hoping to see some old woman with an almost breaking body, but sadly, nobody came.

demanded Anita, and then in a much lower voice, “hussy.” Vanessa shot Anita a look a second before a broad, tall form filled her doorway. Her poor heart did a cartwheel as she gripped the edge of her desk. If her heart continued this way, she was going to have a heart attack. Alaric looked amazing. No big surprise there. His dark hair was neatly cut. He was wearing an old AC/DC band shirt and the dark, worn material stretched against his shoulders and chest. There was a bulge under his shirt, along the lip. He was packing.

Lord Vlad had promised him that he wouldn't send another of their kind to the pack, but it seemed like he did. That person must have been the one who saw him having a conversation with Ophelia and then made the report. Adjusting his clothes, he turned around. "Do not think of lying to us!" Lord Alaric's voice echoed in the whole room as he moved quickly toward Marcel. He wrapped his hand tightly around Marcel's neck as he clenched his fist tightly. Marvel struggled to release himself from Lord Alaric's grasp. Ever since he knew Lord Alaric, no one dared cross paths with him because he was one of the strongest Vampires ever.

Vladimir and Zachariah are the tallest. Her eyes finally landed on the woman. She is beautiful. She had beautiful brown eyes which complemented her light brown skin. Rose smiled softly at the girl who returned her smile. Zachariah held Rose by her waist, making tingles to appear on Rose's skin. "Love meet Alaric, the Alpha of vampires and beside him is Mia, his mate and a daughter of a leader." Vladimir said. Rose's eyes widen hearing him, From the power radiating from Alaric, she knew he is of high rank but she didn't imagine him to be the Alpha of vampires.

“You’re nothing. A weak, pathetic omega who doesn’t deserve to stand by my side.” I staggered back, shaking my head. “How can you say that?” His smirk deepened, and he turned to the crowd. “Oh, and since we’re all being honest here, let me introduce someone truly important.” Before I could process what was happening, he reached out and pulled Lisa forward. My best friend. My only friend. “Lisa?” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “This,” Alaric announced, his tone gleeful, “is my girlfriend. My real mate, in every way that matters.”

he pleaded desperately, "please hold on. Don't leave me now. His words flowed with a steady cadence, while Emaline's gaze drifted upwards towards the ceiling, lost in her own thoughts. A torrent of blood spewed forth from her lips. Alaric appeared to be endeavouring to revive the crimson fluid emanating from the left side of the woman's neck. "Please," he pleaded with a desperate tone, his heart racing with emotion, "my love! Wait a moment," Alaric pleaded, unable to bear witness to her distress. He had momentarily forgotten that he was a vampire, capable of achieving the seemingly unattainable. "Keep your eyes open! Keep your eyes open!" he yelled at the woman, determined not to let her los

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.