Damon Salvatore Vampire Novels & Stories

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.

Anger is evident in her voice despite having a cold expression. Dhampir is a breed of humans and pure vampires who have mated. They will have the same abilities as vampires and are much stronger than normal human strength. But they are much different from pure vampires in terms of controlling their desire for blood. They will suck dry the human body until left with nothing but bones. These dhampirs are later called dark dhampir when they are in the phase of creating havoc—seeking human blood like a hungry monster. Asmodeus's eyes widen, followed by shaking his head, “There’s no way vampires can easily escape that zone. The Eliad wire we built was high and strong enough to restrict their abil

The hurt in his blue orbs,the shallow breaths he took and the sad smile which finally thugged at his lower lip. She finally realized the worth of her words on the night of her escape. Yes she has brought the vampires to their knees and made her people happy but her happiness went along,it vanished into thin air and this made her shiver. .. .. “Arise,arise” the witch chanted over Damien’s injured body,he looked like someone who had been ravaged by beasts but nevertheless,the witch singsong over his body, passing hot coals and portions over his head before he slowly came back to live.

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.

As Reed climbed up the stairs to the VIP area on the second floor, another figure embraced him in a tight hug, to which Reed reciprocated. "Fancy seeing you here, mate. I thought you've got a girl already." said the man - another muscular looking vampire with hazel eyes, short brown hair and thick eyebrows. "Damon." Reed chuckled, "That's why I'm here. I'm in a pickle right now." Damon put one arm over Reed's shoulder as they walked towards Killian, who held three shot glasses of tequila mixed with pig's blood. They took one glass each and toasted, downing them together.

Their fangs glisten in my torchlight, and their eyes glow red with hunger. “Salvatore DeAngelo,” one of them sneers. “We’ve been waiting for you.” “Quinn, stay behind me,” Salvatore orders, as he moves in front of me to protect me. “Who are you? And what do you want?” I demand. “Shut up, mutt,” the vampire replies, his eyes locked on Salvatore. “What we want is to take you down.” “You will have to go through me first,” Salvatore growls, his own fangs extending as he prepares for battle.

Idiot! "I don't fall in love," I make it clear, even if it's not entirely true. Damon Salvatore* got into my little heart from the first moment I saw him. "It's a waste of time and my time is very valuable. I save human lives, I can't sigh around the corners like a rube. You have to know how to love me and believe me, the man who can even try it hasn't been born yet." "Whoa!" Now he does show his perfect teeth as he exclaims somewhat amazed, though the gesture is left with a twisted expression and a touch... sinister. "A tough girl. I like it."

His command echoed in the empty space as he took a handful of gulps of the blood given to him. Reid motioned one of his men and the vampire hiding his disgust ripped a part of his shirt before licking on it and wrapping it around her wound. Middle ranked vampires like Reid saliva had healing power while lowest ones like most servants couldn't heal anyone except themselves, and even their bodies would heal after many days and even months.

His aura, his dark eyes, his imposing stance. This man must be Dante Salvatore. Tall, perfectly dressed in a black suit that probably cost enough to feed all the children in the north. Dark hair styled back from his face, a carefully groomed beard - mustache and goatee that gave him the look of an old-world prince turned devil. The thin scar running from his ear to his chin cut through the edge of the beard, making him look even more dangerous. The drunk man—Mr. Armani—raised his hands in surrender. "I didn't know, Salvatore. I swear, I didn't know she was yours—"

“I’m fine, my girl. Go and finish this. Damon helped me carry Scarlett to a magic Doctor's inn. “Emergency…!” “Be calm,” the Doctor assured us. “She will be fine. What is the issue “She got attacked by a wolf with enemy blood.” “Okay…” Very quickly, Scarlett felt safe again and was resting. Then Damon pulled me away from everyone. He led me straight to his private quarters in the Alpha house. As soon as the door was shut, the aura changed. Damon pushed me towards the wall, his body hard against mine. “Watching you fight that way… really drove me crazy,” he growled. He pasted his lips on mine. The kiss was wild and it showed how craving he was for s*x.