Novelas y relatos de Caroline Forbes Vampire Diaries

She asked without turning around. Have you not heard?Caroline questioned as she crossed the room and sat down on the other side of the window seat. Older sisters has much greater strength than vampires. When we're determined to interfere with your affairs, not even garlic or a crucifix will prevent us. She pulled a handkerchief with a monogram from the bodice of her dress and handed it to Portia. Adrian had given Caroline the exact same handkerchief when they had first met. After accepting the gift, Portia gave it a loud honk. She didn't currently have the patience for such emotive dreck.

Caroline sounded sarcastic and Annah chuckled softly. "Let's stop talking about me and talk about you instead.. How have you been lately? How are your parents?" Annah didn't feel comfortable talking about Nicklaus and this surprised her. Caroline was her best friend who knew everything about her but couldn't talk about the man she barely knew because she finds it uncomfortable talking about it with her friend.. How was she gonna explain the fact that there was something extraordinary about Nicklaus Gray or the fact that he might also be a werewolf.

The person chasing never came this close before—and as I expected, the blow never came. In a blur, I heard a sharp cry and glanced back to see the vampire staggering backward, clutching his arm. He snarled as deep red blood dripped between his fingers. Standing between us was a young girl no more than fourteen with blonde hair. She wore a simple gown, and her feet were bare, just like mine, and in her hand was a wooden stake, its tip stained with blood. The girl turned to me, and my breath hitched in my throat as I recognized the familiar face of Caroline.

I never expected her reaction to be even more heartbreaking than anything I imagined. With the lead forensic pathologist having an emotional breakdown, there was no way the autopsy could continue today. Even so, Caroline refused to leave the room or my body. She examined every horrifying injury on me inch by inch. When she finally looked at my face, which was destroyed by acid, her tears finally broke free. Ironically, she also played a part in this. To protect Ian, she poured acid on my face without hesitation. "Luther, how? Why is it you?" Caroline held her hands up in front of her eyes, staring at them blankly as if she could not believe that these were the hands that hurt me. Her tears f

“…or you will watch me burn him alive.” My eyes widen. No. No. He knows. He knows Vince is here. “Aahhhh!” Vince’s agonizing howl fills the forest, and my heart skips a frantic beat. He isn't lying about burning Vince. No, I can't let him do that. Neither am I going with him. “No! … no! Please. You’ve really… mistaken me for someone else. I’m Caroline, not Celeste. I’m only twenty-four. Please… don’t kill him! … I’m begging you!”

“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.”

“Don’t, Mom. This is on me, not Rebekah. I didn’t give her a choice. I went after the vampire because I had to. For Jarred.” My voice was firm, though exhaustion weighed every word. I could feel the blood still seeping, the pain a dull roar in my shoulder, but I held her gaze, daring her to push further. Caroline’s eyes blazed, her lips trembling with unspoken words. She shook her head, her hands clenching into fists. “You’re impossible,” she spat, her voice thick with frustration and fear. Without another word, she turned and stormed down the hall, her footsteps fading into the hospital’s din.

He blocked a hybrid’s jaws with his forearm and drove his blade through its skull. She kicked another into a wall and slit its throat before it could retaliate. Their movements were terrifyingly in sync. Another wolf lunged for her blind side. Alaric reached it first. He crushed its windpipe with one hand and snapped its neck with the other. Seraphine turned just in time to see the body fall. Their eyes met again. A heartbeat passed. She whispered, “Why?” “Your life is mine to take.”

How can she be pregnant? "Dad?" I called, my voice shaking. "Everyone knows the alpha is my mate. Derrick is my fated mate, Dad, and there's no way Claire would be pregnant for him. She's my little sister, right?" I tried to argue, still refusing to believe. "And besides, Claire should be the one getting married to Lycan King Asher Blackwood," I told Dad. "It's been decided." Dad only sighed. "I am sorry, Cla. Things changed,it's quite unfortunate, and there's nothing we can do about it, except for you to accept it."He said, his voice void of emotion.

Caroline blinked, and tears began to well up in her eyes, and before I could ask what was going on, she broke down in tears. “Aurora,” she croaked, stepping toward me, one hesitant foot in front of the other. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t… I didn’t feel anything. I should’ve known. I should’ve been there. But I was…” she swallowed, “I got drunk. Really drunk. I passed out, and—and when I woke up, you were already gone.” I didn’t move. I didn’t speak. My mind was a mess of confusion and possibilities. What she was saying…it didn’t really make sense. How could she be that drunk? How could Caleb? They were werewolves!