Caroline Forbes Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

The silence inside was thick but not suffocating. Not like before. She leaned back against the door, closing her eyes briefly. For once Her thoughts weren’t consumed by Klaus. Or Bonnie. Or the ceremony. Instead They drifted back to a stranger at the edge of the waterfall. Jack. Her wolf stirred again. He is not ordinary. Caroline frowned slightly. “I know,” she murmured. And for the first time in weeks Something other than pain lingered in her chest. Not hope. Not yet. But something close enough to make her uneasy. And curious. Very curious.

I said innocently while trying to chew and I honestly have no idea how that worked. Cassie and Sophia burst out laughing their asses out. Cassie and Sophia are my best friend. Cassie was a white wolf, she was the eldest of the three of us, the fastest and my elder brothers mate, who happens to be the Alpha of Inara pack, which is my pack. Cassie is one of my mom's book class member's daughter, hence how we met and how she ended up being my brother's mate.

I whispered. “You won’t” Henry assured me and I just nodded. “Alpha Anita!” a voice screamed. I looked up in alert but then relaxed when I saw it was just Caroline. Caroline Forbes was a blonde ball of sunshine and my best friend. She was the one person that can make me smile even when I’m feeling my worst. When I had gotten cold feet at my passing down ceremony, she was the one that pushed me on the stage. She was there the day I had cried my eyes out after my eighteenth birthday when I didn’t feel the pull of my mate.

*Caroline* While blotting my dress with napkins that Jess pushed into my hands, I take in our group and see Connor Dimpleshitz, Margo’s man. He’s chatting with some of his nerd friends, and I say that because out of the four guys, three wear identical Regional Chess Champions shirts. Digging up resolve, I flash a big pretend smile. Fresh guys—I can get behind that. They check me out with a bit of fascinated wariness, and I almost claw and purr at them, but my heart isn’t invested. Pre Noah Stark Caroline would have. She was outgoing and always ready to party, but she hasn’t reared up yet. She might have teased them for their matching shirts or enjoyed a long conversation about the intellectu

Lucas's eyes widened and looked at Cara who averted her eyes straightly with the vampires sleeping on the onw whole room and lost in her thought . " Who could cara be? He thought, This little girl was my sister few years ago, our parents raised her !! did they know who she is ?" Her identity ??he snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Cara figuring out how to help her. , Cara tried figuring out something but she felt weak, She got scared seeing the vampires trying waking up but it was very difficult for them , She did not know what was happening, she felt conflicted, she wanted to yell because dizziness was all she thought,

Jamima stated, her eyes filled with a deep hatred for Victoria. Caroline smiled brightly when she heard this. She also despised Victoria, who was one of the causes of Caroline's downfall. Caroline's existence in a mansion was always opposed by Victoria due to her werewolf ancestry, and this was the reason Victoria used to torture her but not in the same way as she did with Jamima. However, she could not do anything and had to put up with her every tactic, but Jamima was not doing the same. Because she desired to bring Victoria down, something Caroline had only fantasized about. "Do you know why Victoria despises your mother, despite the fact that they were once best friends?" Caroline asked

Caroline asked with excitement in her voice and her eyes were sparkling. “Please don’t touch her. She is my mount and I am responsible for her right now,” Carla came to the rescue. Thank you Moon Goddess for this kind soul. “What? Why not?” Caroline looks disappointed and like someone that doesn’t know how to handle a no. “She is a rogue. Do you really want to get bitten or something?” Carla is not taking her nonsense. We saw that Caroline did not expect us to be a rogue. The hand she was preparing to touch us with was pulled back fast and the look of disgust appeared on her face. There it is. The look that everyone gives us. Caroline is not that different from everyone else.

I can understand that. “Caroline ... the nets of this business are far too dubious for people like me or you to understand. And to answer your question, they need the blood of another werewolf, pure iron and the key ingredient that can’t be missing, the blood of a direct descendant of an original vampire. “ That was the sign when Caroline started laughing frantically. A few heads turned to our table. “Carr, seriously, please be more discreet!” “Ok, my bad. The blood of a vampire descendant, you say? And I guess they found him, right?” she added with another round of laughing. “Then you know that, yes, he found one. That direct descendant is ME!!!”

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

I asked quietly. His eyes locked on mine. "Are you sure you want to know?" When I nodded, he cleared his throat. "Prince Metis brought a few of his friends to the club. Apparently, one of them was a half-vampire with poor compulsion skills. Carrie was assigned to their room, to that half-vampire. She regained consciousness in the middle of the feeding. She panicked, and so did he… He snapped her neck." My mouth opened. My brain looked for words, but none came out. I wanted to cry or scream in anger, but nothing could have brought her back. "What about Carol?" I strained instead.