Caroline Forbes Vampire Diaries Novelas e Histórias

"Lucian Aion is a powerful billionaire with enemies. The moment word spread that you're carrying his child, and that you're a Nightshade, you became a target. Either to hurt him or to claim the power you represent." "But he rejected me," I said bitterly. "He chose Viviana. He said I meant nothing to him." "What he said and what's true are two different things." Seraphine pulled out two daggers. "The vampire council knows what you are now. They'll want you controlled or eliminated. And Viviana..." She smiled darkly. "Viviana Drakov is desperate. Her pregnancy is—" Glass shattered. A massive werewolf crashed through the window, its fur black as midnight, its eyes glowing yellow.

Seems the habit wasn't lost to her. "You have nothing to say to me?" When he didn't respond, she scoffed at him. "What was I expecting? You had always been weak and a cheat. Never owning up to your sins. The great Thorne Mikaelson is nothing more than a cheat. I do hope you didn't make her fall too hard for you; I'd so pity the poor thing if she thinks you actually love her." Caroline sniggered as Thorne's features hardened. Gripping her forearm, he spoke lowly.

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

Chapter 5: Unseen Paths The vampire’s cold laugh reverberated in the stone chamber, but Karina’s resolve only hardened. Her mind was a storm of confusion and fury, but beneath the chaos, there was a single, undeniable truth—*they were underestimating her.* They thought she was just a girl—broken, terrified, a tool to be used. But she wasn’t just some vessel. The power in her blood, the strange connection to Zorana's royal line, had awakened something deep inside her. Something primal. It pulsed like a distant drumbeat, urging her to fight.

Alistair said, trying to soothe her, but his gaze never left my face. "I won't calm down!" Isabella suddenly pulled a gleaming silver dagger from her coat. "If I can't have him, then I'll destroy what he wants!" The dagger was inscribed with anti-magic runes, glowing with a venomous light. She charged, aiming the blade straight for my heart. "Phoebe, look out!" Julian spun around. He took the blow for me, his back shielding me from the blade. The dagger plunged deep into his spine. Blood bloomed across his white shirt.

No one knows how her fangs became powerful because even Arian does not know where its power came from. Arian’s weakness is her adopted daughter Faviona, whom she loves so much. So, on the day of Faviona's wedding to Damien, Arian cut her fangs and made a necklace from them. After the necklace was made she gives it to Faviona. Anyone who wears the necklace will be weak, unable to speak, and for some time unable to move. That's how strong the power of the old werewolf queen is.

He raised his hand and I thought he wanted to signal them to stop, but instead he gave them a sign to kill her. They had been fighting to get her and not kill her, and that was why killing them was so much easier. I was still distracted with what was going on, and I failed to realize the threat beside me. I groaned when a vampire stabbed me at the side. He pulled out the dagger and I placed my hand on the bleeding part. The vampire growled and just then others took the opportunity to attack. I tried to fight them off despite the pain. My eyes shifted to Caroline and I heard her gasp when a vampire struck and his dagger got her in her arms. She tried to fight off the vampire, but more came, a

“Were you a therapist before you became a vampire?” “Psychologist, actually,” he said. She raised an eyebrow. “Seriously?” “Yeah. Huge nerd. Loved anime, horror movies, guess I’m living one now.” She let out a weak laugh. “You’re...” Her words caught in her throat as she froze. Caroline stepped into view, her expression pleading. “Chloe, forgive me,” she said, her voice trembling. Chloe’s gaze hardened. “There’s nothing to forgive. You don’t exist to me anymore.”

“First, I will kill your loving daughter, and I won’t make it a peaceful death.” My heart felt like it was being cut by hundreds of knives as I watched Corrine cry and scream. This is all my fault. Revenge has brought me to ruin, and I dragged Corrine down with me. Corrine’s father looked at his daughter with a pained expression, then he looked at me. I nodded slowly. “Do it. Save your daughter.” The only way to kill a lycan is to sever its spine. Corrine’s father must know this because he walked around me and stopped behind me.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.