Desmond Book Vampire Novels & Stories

It burned him but he pressed closer, snarling in my face. Desmond's eyes opened and met mine. I didn't look away or show fear. Something in my expression made him surge upward. He caught the wolf nearest to me by the throat, slammed it into the ground. The other two backed off. Desmond fought like he was possessed. Vicious, brutal, unstoppable. One wolf went down. Then another. The third tried to run. Desmond chased it to the clearing's edge, forcing its submission. Silence fell. Desmond shifted back, standing in the center of the clearing covered in blood and dirt.

"Jonathan and I were dating at that time. He wanted sex, I wasn't comfortable with him enough to give myself to him. We got into a heated argument one day, and he said he's going to make me pay. Then he set me up with his brother, not knowing that I'm not human. They ganged up on me, but I easily overpowered them when they wanted to tear my clothes. I killed Jonathan's brother. Jonathan saw my wolf eyes and he tried to run, but mom caught him. She made up a story and had him locked up. I don't know much again apart from the fact that Jonathan is out now. Mom sent me a picture of him that day we were together. She threatened to tell everyone what I did if I don't come back home immediately. S

"What on earth are you doing here, Desmond?" I asked in my sturdy tone. But I panicked when he locked the door. "H-How did you manage to come inside my flat?" My voice quivered in nervousness. I knew I locked that door. How on earth did he open that? Desmond smiled. Not a bona fide and genuine one. But a smile that would send chills down my spine. "I have come here to get you and our... little Sander, seraphim," he said in his dark hoarse voice as he took strides towards my direction.

Placing the book back on the shelf, I walked down the shelves skimming through the titles of the famous books as I finally reached a dead end. Hey, Mr. Wall! How long have you been here? Can you tell me a few things about the First Vampire too? Things I want to know except the tragic love story? I chuckled at my self which was totally not sane after such a long walk as my tired eyes landed on a blue covered thin book in the far end of the last shelf. It had no title either. Curiosity got the best of me as I pulled out the book and to my surprise, a strange light flew in the direction of the wall as it vanished.

I went over to the desk in my room and started writing, ‘Hey Mom, it’s been a while. I found out a lot over this last week; first, Nick is trying really hard to get me to like him, it’s sweet. Second, he took me to the house of the witches and I discovered that Nicholas is my mate.’ I wipe some of my tears away, ‘A vampire is my mate. How could the Moon Goddess pair me with a vampire? I don’t know what to do, Mom. What about children? Would they be hybrids? I feel like I should tell him but I don’t know if I want to be with him; maybe I should reject him, at least then I’d be free to find someone that I could truly love. I wish you were here to help me, Mom, I need your advice; I don’t have

As she finished the book she reached her home. She put the book on top of the table and went inside the secret room inside the basement. She sits and looks around. The room is already full of medicines but Waylan couldn't stop inventing and researching for medicines that could turn vampires into humans. She already made medicine that can help vampires walk while the sun is shining, medicines for them not to crave for blood, etc. She suddenly sighed. "All this medicine is useless without any vampire around," she murmured while closing her eyes and falling into sleep.

He had thought that was all it would entail but if only he knew. It hadn't been more than a minute when the pain had begun. If Scott had thought vomiting due to the human blood was death, whatever Lucas had made him drink was hell. For more than 3 hours, his vampire blood and demon blood fought over domination. It got to a point when Scott had thought death would be a better option compared to what he went through.

I requested. “You should rest. Lie down and close your eyes. If sleep doesn’t come to you, join me in ten minutes,” said Desmond as he stood up. He passed a reassuring smile my way before exiting the room. An indefinite number of demons had attacked my house that night, and there was still the possibility of hidden voodoo stuff. It should have all worried me and driven me into panic mode, but I felt calm for one reason alone, and that was_ Desmond. With him there, I knew it was all going to be alright. My incubus was reliable, trustworthy, and, above all, loyal.

Desmond, one of the vampires who was sent off the land by my father. “I know you have so many questions but you can’t ask right?” He mocked me in my state while I thought on how to escape and pass his fast gift and suddenly a trigger was pulled. Mattew, I was glad to see him but also hated the fact he had disrespected me. He had shot Desmond with an oak gun , something I didn’t think of bringing. An attack was launched at Matthew by a wolf and I dived to his rescue, he had already sustained an injury but that didn’t stop him from taking down others.

He found me sitting by the fireplace, staring at the crackling fire, lost in thought. "What happened, Desmond?" he requested. "I was drunk," I said. "You still are," he added. He was right, and I wouldn't say I liked that he was. I stood up, infuriated, but he pushed me back to the chair. I fell on the chair uncomfortably. I looked up at him, and he could see the rage in my eyes. "You killed a vampire and his victim later," he said, reading my mind. "So what?" I asked, standing up.