Bridget Regan Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

It was not what he expected, the fight and fire had gone out of her she ignored him when he stepped into the bedroom, ‘Lissa’ She refused to look at him, ‘You cannot do this’ She huffed under her breath and said nothing, ‘Zaya, please, you must see why you cannot do this. It is impossible, I am the Bratva Pakhan and I cannot have my woman parading herself on TV, it is impossible. I am sure we can find you a little job within the ‘family’’

Mary snapped, stepping in front of me like a bodyguard… Julian finally looked at her, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. "Someone who doesn't like seeing talent wasted on a school full of ghosts." He looked back at me, his dark eyes scanning my face, settling on my red, puffy eyes. "You've been crying. Over him?" He jerked a thumb back toward David. "It's none of your business," I whispered, trying to pull my jacket tighter around me. **************************** "Maldie!" David’s voice boomed across the hall. He was marching toward us, Mark and Ralph trailing behind him like lost puppies. He shoved through a group of freshmen, his face twisted in a snarl. "Get away from her."

"Viv‌ian... i‌t‌ started as a pla​n. Bu⁠t I‌..." "He’s a C⁠aldarian, Vivia‌n," the wom​an inter‌r​upted. "W‌e don't‌ do thin‍gs for love. We d​o t​hem for the Debt." ‌Sh​e leaned in close, her br​ea‌th cold on my ear.‌ "Now‍ that we have th‍e deeds and t‌he ledger, we don't need a b⁠ride anymore. We need a sacrifice. The city thinks Maurice is the vill‌ain.‍ It would be​ s⁠o t​ragic if hi​s 'v⁠i​cti‍m​' died of a⁠ broke‌n heart... or a‌ tr‌agic accide‌nt at the station."

I met her eyes and gave her a steady look, trying to tell her to stay calm. Everyone watched like they were still trying to make sense of the whole thing when I lifted Mabel's veil. "Oh my God, the bride isn't Jessie Clarke!" "Then where's the real bride?"

I said, calmly, enunciating each word, "I am the bride your father agreed to. What you're doing is an insult to me and my family..." Before I could finish, all I heard from the other end was a busy tone. He'd hung up. Carla deliberately kicked the watch still under the dog's paw with the tip of her high heel. "Anita, I'd suggest you know your place," she said. "Being allowed into the Leonardo family is already a favor from Matteo to your family. " Seeing my silence, she thought I was afraid and became even more audacious. "Look at you, so plain. Probably never even held a gun, have you? Matteo needs a woman who can help him handle 'problems. Not some burden who needs protection."

My wolf whimpered in my head, and I reluctantly tightened my grasp on her upper arms, shaking her roughly a couple more times, staring down into her rich chocolate eyes. “Bridgette is the daughter of the Lycan King. The king of all kings you stupid little witch. She is destined to become the Queen, and as her mate, I will become the prince consort, and even if I cannot take the crown beside her, my children will. That is why I cannot mark you. It must be her.” She froze in my arms and stared at me blindly, her mouth gaped open, like I had slapped her. She behaved like she was in shock and trying processing everything, so after a moment I shoved her back away from me to regain her attention.

Her gaze darted mischievously, like a child about to break her rival’s favorite toy. I swallowed hard, every nerve in my body bracing for the blow. “During the time she attacked me at school that day,” Briar began, her voice sweet but laced with venom, “I happened to pick a few strands of her hair. I gave it to my Dad to look at.” My stomach dropped. She what? Her smile stretched wider, triumphant. “My Dad took it to examine at the pack hospital.” Then she leaned closer to Damien, lowering her voice just enough to feel like a dagger aimed only at me. “She’s a tribrid.”

I just can’t wait to see them , I just wanted to be the best big sister that I could ever think of to them . “So what do you think is going to happen next ?” I turned and saw a blonde looking girl looking at me . I didn’t need anyone to tell me that she was trying to have a conversation with me , but I wasn't having it . I pulled my head away ignoring her . “ you stupid pathetic I bitch , is it the way you feel that you are more better than us that never seems to amaze me “

Turning back, she shut her eyes, snapping it open that very minute she swung her saber and heard a loud gasp. Swirling back on her heels she glared at the alpha vampire behind her who grabbed unto his neck as blood spilled out of the opening her blade had caused. He had been fast but not fast enough for the effect of the attack of her blade with the spell on it. Gurgling on blood he fell to his knees. She clicked on a button beside her saber and it morphed back to the cylindrical metal it was. "Not so bad after all? Any last words to say?" He grabbed unto her combat pants, wheezing. His eyes enlarged in pain and agony.

Back then, Bridget and Reginald had shared a relationship that was impossible to clearly define. At that time, she was already engaged to marry Luna's father. It was precisely then that Reginald arrived in Gabo Creek and met her. Back then, Reginald had a flirtatious nature and teased any beauty he encountered. Bridget, on the other hand, had been calm, reserved, and proper, almost the perfect aristocratic lady. Reginald was instantly dazzled by her, and Bridget was no exception. She was equally captivated by him. Nonetheless, since she was about to marry, she suppressed the flutter in her heart. However, he would not give up and relentlessly pursued her.