Books Similar To The Vampire Diaries の小説・ストーリー

She yells as loud as she can by my bedroom door. Shaking my head as I walk over to the place I was sitting in before, staring out my window, wishing things could go back to the way they were. " Well here are all the books I could find, I wasn't sure about this one though... it's about Vampire's and their mates, didn't even know they were lucky enough to have one, considering all the blood shed and carnage their spieces causes." She pops off scattering all the books onto my rose flower comforter covering my bed.

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Lisanna started telling Cassandra everything she knew. “Those boys following them are Jet Crane, he is a warlock, Liam Wright, a werewolf from the West, and Oliver Hunt, a vampire. Jet currently ranked number 4 while Liam was 5, and Oliver was the second,” Lisanna said. Cassandra listened intently. “And those mean girls are Judith Lockhart, a witch, Krystal Knight, a vampire, and Joana Redwood. Joana was also a vampire and she was obsessed with First,” Lisanna mumbled. She ate the remaining piece for her food while looking fat Cassandra's reaction in front of her.

he said, stepping closer to her. Anne hissed, pushing him aside. "Save your explanations for fools." She walked past him, heading outside, her hand covering her injury. Alexander took a deep sigh, following her with his hands stuck in his pockets. An empty look crossed his face as he knew he had lied to Anne. Being a vampire made it impossible for him to resist blood, especially at the sight of it. Although he drank from cups rather than directly from humans, the sight of Anne's blood darkened his eyes, and his craving intensified beyond his control. He had no choice but to flee the classroom before anyone noticed what was happening to him.

Best regards, mom and dad. Alexis, who finished reading the contents of the third diary, suddenly gasped and fell silent. Alexis was very surprised by what her parents wrote in the third diary there. Alexis has to choose between two life choices. First, live as a pure blooded vampire hunter who can die at any time. Or secondly, live as a vampire who is also a pure blood vampire hunter who will live eternally with Adrian. Both options seem very difficult for Alexis to choose at this time right now. Alexis finds it impossible to be a vampire and a vampire hunter at the same time actually.

Raven is known to teach Theodore more ways to enjoy and achieve their fetishes. I drop the book all of a sudden onto the bed, having had enough, at least for now. What the fuck did I just read? Oh, goodness. I cannot believe something like this exists. I mean, I do know that vampires are crazy ones, but then, I didn't know they were this bad. So, these are the beings that would be coming to the Brother's Feast? Jeez. A cold chill runs down my spine.

A few more times and she would actually be able to convince Horansi of the benefits. “It's a beautiful day isn’t it,” Careena whispered in a low tone, in King Horansi direction, noting the tension-filled and tight expression on his face as he looked around the arena at the citizens that were settling in their seats. Towards the left of the pavilion were the citizens of Lunera and sitting on the right were those of Blodinek, the vampires. Contrary to most belief that werewolves were more aggressive considering their nature, Vampires were the ones who usually became more aggressive the instant they caught the unique smell of werewolves anywhere close to them.

Caitlin looked over and saw the twins, Taylor and Tyler, standing behind her. “I made it myself,” Tyler said. “And I added the flourish,” Taylor said. “It’s your typical sangria,” Tyler said. “A little wine, a little fruit—” “And a little something special,” Taylor interjected, “To add a kick. Just for vampires. Fresh venison blood.” He took the pitcher and poured some into a large, jewel-encrusted goblet. Caitlin took it and drank. It was delicious, and it went right to her head.

The rest of the world could have burned down, and in here, it would still smell like old paper and ink. Perfect. I’d pulled three entire stacks of books around me, a fortress of leather bindings and worn pages: histories of werewolves, dense texts on Lycans, thin, brittle pamphlets about old bloodlines, even obscure case studies of wolfless wolves and the rare, desperate stories of those who’d somehow triggered their first shift late in life. None of it helped.

“Louis?” Her soft voice pulled me from my melancholy thoughts. I tilted my head, looking over at her as she chewed on her straw. “Yes?” “What kind of movies do you like?” She asked, her shoulders were stiff as she tried to make conversation. “I like horror movies, right now I’ve been binge watching this vampire show.” “Oh, the one based on those books?” “Yeah, Maberry’s one of my favorite authors.” I said with a smile, “I’ve got all of his books.”