Camille Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Everything about how he speaks is different- not like he was harsh before, I just think he is much more gentle. “Yes, I will.” I said simply. “But I would have to help Camille with her essay first." I added. He nodded. There was a bit of silence between us until Damon decided to speak again. “Camille never knew her mother because she was human.” He said and I was a bit shocked. “A human?” I asked subconsciously. “Yh..” He let out a gentle sigh. I didn’t push to ask any questions, but he seems to have a lot to say.

It didn’t feel right, and every instinct screamed that we were being watched. I was ready for anything, but nothing could have prepared me for what I saw next. Blood pooled across the cave floor, staining everything. And there, in the center, stood Camilla—weak, exhausted, her lips tinged with blue. Before her, a vampire sat, smiling, blood splattered on his face. “I was wondering when you’d show up,” he said, his voice smooth, mocking. “Took you long enough. I even left you a little gift to help you find your way.”

He was a genuinely kind man, never suspecting that his new friend 'Steven' harbored such dark intentions. Later that afternoon, Garett met his pregnant wife on the rooftop. Camilla was feeling particularly needy, her pregnancy cravings growing more eccentric by the day. "My love! I have a craving for camel blood! Will you find some for me?" the vampire woman pleaded. "Camel blood? Come now, Camilla. If you want rat or cat blood, I can manage that. But why a camel? Where would I even find such a thing?" "Please! Just find it for me!"

"He fuckin' drained Jo to the point of death, Cam. I doubt I'll be able to save her this time. She will be a vampire, and I didn't want that for her yet. Not yet." Camilla stood up, and within seconds, she'd pierced her wrist and shoved it to my mouth before I could protest. I tried to push her away, but she pinned me to the couch, forcing me to drink her blood. "Stop… you're hungry and not thinking clearly," she said. Finally, I relented and grabbed her arm, feeding on her aggressively. After I was done, I sat up and buried my face in my hands. Camilla returned to her desk and sat down. "Now tell me what happened calmly, so we can figure out what to do."

Camille who walked in at that moment happened to hear it and couldn't help taking another glance at Samuel. "What did you find?" Drexa soon turned her attention to Camille. Unfortunately, the latter shook her head. "There's no hint about where she might've gone." "So you're useless to me then?" Drexa inquired kindly. However, Camille lowered her head and said nothing. "Who are you after?" "Cassidy's daughter." "Cassidy has a daughter? Why I'm I just learning of this?" The man was surprised. "How did a vampire get to birth?"

“What are you looking for?” “I thought…I thought I saw someone…” she glanced back at me sharply. “Was there someone else down here?” “Uh, no. Just me.” I answered lightly, nudging her closer to the stairs. “Are you sure?” she asked, as we started back up. “You weren’t…you weren’t talking to anyone?” Yes. Yes I was, actually. I was talking to a vampire; a really hot vampire. I shook my head, as I followed her up the last few steps, avoiding her nervous glances at me, and plastering a smile on my face. “Nope.”

"Oh yeah, I have plenty of ideas of what could happen, but the problem is you didn't do any of that!" "Cammie, you should be grateful that she didn't paralyze you or caused you prematurely gray," I told her again, "Jacques is a succubus." "But you're a freaking vampire!" Cammie said. "Sssh!" I hushed. "Cammie, you're not making it easy for me!" "Viv, I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said," she apologized. I let out a sigh. "That's alright, Cam," I said. Then Cammie studied my face.

Camille's exposure was a catalyst, a significant catalyst that even affected Lady Milana. The Lycan king had a mate, and it was none other than Camille. The wheels were beginning to shift in my head. Eva was a nobody at the end of the day. It didn't matter how hungry she was for power. Those born into it were born into it. Camille was a different woman now, too. She wasn't as weak-willed as I remembered. I put that card with the other cards. A powerful healer that reminded the numinous world of Abigail De'Crescent, the true Luna of the Lily of the Valley pack. Mate to the Lycan king, possible Queen of the Lycans, and mother to his children.

I was about to cross the street when I saw Madi fighting with her aunt. —Let me go aunt, I'll go get her...! —Understand that you can't, it's dangerous, that guy took her and only her father can find her! I appear in front of them making Madison's aunt fall down sitting down because of the scare I gave her, she looks at me in terror because she discovered what I am. —Where is Serena? —I asked Madi. —A vampire took her. —She said annoyed when she looks at me. —He took her away saying that you had complied by finding the Doppelgänger.

"Who is Rhys Callahan?" My hand tightens slightly on the phone. She sent them. She actually sent them. "Where did you hear that name?" I ask calmly. "Vivienne called me," he says. "She said you have been meeting with her husband. She said there are photos." His voice cracks slightly on the last word. "Camille, what is going on?" I close my eyes. And then I open them and I sit up straight in the bath and I say the thing that is going to completely explode the next twenty chapters of Derek Vann's life.