April The Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

April didn’t know what she was going to do. She wanted a man. No, she needed one desperately, but every male she could think of did nothing for her. Mind you, she was avoiding thinking of the darkly handsome Gerald. Gods, what changed her like that? Her phone went off with a message. “This came into my inbox. You must watch it. Asia.” April clicked on a video file and watched herself be humiliated. He’d given chase. What happened? Why didn’t she remember? Oh, she remembered Victoria or. Vicky as she insisted everyone call her. She was trying to match make everyone because she’d just mated herself to a west coast alpha. She’d annoyed April to no end with her fake southern accent and syrupy sw

“You’re our best friend, and we deserve to know when you’re in danger.” April approaches us at that moment and rests a cup and plate in front of me. April is developing into quite a beautiful woman. If I didn’t know that she was Sophia’s stepsister, I’d think that she was her real sister. April’s curvy with golden skin and long honey blonde hair like Sophia. She’s going to be a stunning woman, and poor Connor is going to regret being a dick to her. “Hey, Mal. Is it okay if I sit with you guys?” She asks wistfully.

I found myself walking towards her. "We can't Carden would kill us. If not him then her flat out rejection of us." We stopped in our tracks. I sat down beside Sarin with a smile starting to read a book that Blair-Boo had been reading, By These Ten Bones, By Clare B. Dunkle. "Would this book be about us or would Vampire Diaries fit better. We are a hybrid after all. A forced into existence, freak of nature."

In the blink of the eye I was in the magnificent hallway of our country mansion. The Mansion of the House of Hesse-Dermstadt had barely aged like us. We hired a human curator to take care of it and it was her job to make sure that her predecessor will do the same. It was easy to do with a little help of hypnosis and my mother’s ability to hypnotize. Each of the family have a gift, mother with her ability to persuade people and Maddox with his ability to manipulate and I with the ability to do nothing but to teleport, which was kind of a normal thing with vampires with noble decendancy.

Long hair is scattered all over the coffin, each strand is jet-black, soft as silk, flowing smoothly under the body. Oralie looked at the girl lying in the coffin, her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes showing a thoughtful expression. Because the coffin had been lying here for so long that it was covered with moss. However, lying inside was not a dry skeleton with white bones, nor a corpse rotting to the bone, but a young girl. A young girl who may be still in her youth but is infected with the ultimate grief of May. Obviously, the one lying here was a vampire, a blood-sucking demon that was at least a few hundred years old.

They cried out loud and April couldn't help but roll her eyes, she found them extremely dramatic. "Where is the bride?." Mateo repeated himself, his voice now dangerously low. "She's missing." April intervened when she saw how terribly scared the maids were, she doubted they would be able to form words to reply him. "And who are you?" Mateo turned, just taking notice of her for the first time. "I'm April, the wedding planner." April gave him her usual formal smile and stretched her hands forward for a handshake but when she saw that he wasn't making any attempt on returning the gesture, she coughed awkwardly and withdrew her hand.

If being a singer meant being happy in the hands of multiple men, I didn't want to date one. "Who's that?" Carolina asked. "No one." "April. Is that April Hartfield?" I frowned. "You know her?" "Yes, I saw her on the paper. I've also seen her with Ryan a few times. They seem pretty close. " "Could you please step out?" I asked. "I'm not feeling well." "What's the problem?" "Just get out!" "Oh alright, I'll go. Call me." April was calling again. My finger hovered over the icons.

A chilling shiver went up her back. Her heartbeat accelerated thumping like a war drum in her temples as it traveled down her spine. She whirled around again looking from one suspicious shadow to another and around the alley. nothing. Nothing at all. However the instinct that had prompted her to accelerate her pace a few minutes before was now yelling in the back of her mind alerting her to the fact that she was not alone. She called her voice more firm than she had imagined Whos there?. Even from a drunk or a thief she nearly hoped for a response—something concrete to face. However the wind was the only one to respond a high-pitched whistle that seemed to mock her boldness. Her cotton glove

“What are you doing?” He put his hands up in surrender. “Sorry just wanted to check.” “Check what?” “Your neck. We’ve had one case of a vampire attack already and just wanted to make sure nothing got you.” “Levi, what the hell are you talking about?” “He’s referring to what Quinn did to Meg. He’s just not as funny as he thinks he is.” April says as she walks over with another pillow in her hand and hits him with it. “Hey, ouch.” Levi says as he rubs his nose. “Was that needed?”

“What? What is it?” April showed a sly smile and leaned in as if she were about to expose a nasty secret of their government. Then, she said very slowly, “It’s also a perfect way to dig up the memories of the past that one of the people you hate will get annoyed at and frustrated at.” The MC gasped and backed away, with his hands covering his mouth. He stared at her wide eyes. “That’s—that’s perfect!” April handed him a USB flash drive with a scheming smile. “Here.”