Donovan Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

END E P I L O G U E ❦❦❦ Runo Kaelynn Alberona— I entered the mansion as a maid for the Lockhart siblings. At first, I didn't know the truth inside that mansion, but as time passed, I slowly uncovered their secrets. Even my heart was swept into that mystery. I fell in love with one of the siblings, and his name is Danrious. He's a vampire. No, they're all vampires. I got to know their true nature and I will admit that at the beginning I was consumed by fear and nervousness about the problem I got into. But I know it has shaped me into who I am today and where I am today.

Silvio went rigid, his laughter dying in his throat. "Silvio," Cassian said, his voice a low, terrifying whisper that resonated through the quiet room. "Do you remember the oath you took when I became Don?" "I, I remember, boss," Silvio stammered, his bravado fading under the weight of Cassian's presence. "You swore to obey my commands, you swore to respect my house," Cassian murmured, his hand sliding up to grip Silvio's hair. "And you swore to defend what is mine."

asked Alexander. Alexandra shrugged his shoulders, "Before yesterday? Not much. I just know it's permanent." "It's a lot more complicated that that. You know as a Don and as Donna it's our duty to provide a future leader to our group, it doesn't matter if it's boy or girl ,the only thing matter is it's our blood realted and I really don't know how it's happened but it's really slipped on my mind and I forgot to use a condom." "Why are you tell...No. I can't be," said Alexandra, in denial.

How could Donovan be so mean? She heard sure footsteps and rushed to her feet, her heart pounding as the door was opened to reveal Donovan. She observed Donovan's curly hair, now longer and more pronounced, triggering memories of his past cruelty when he bullied her as a child. But this time, he stood before her as an adult, his hair lending him an air of rugged allure rather than innocence. It no longer softened his features; instead, it accentuated his confident demeanor, transforming him into a figure of unsettling allure, like a wealthy male model untouched by the burdens of the world.

I tell him and he just nods his head. “Now that we know it's him, we are going to find him Damon, he'll have no where to hide. He can't make his Lycans without Donovan blood anyway.” Daniel says. “Stephanie's blood might not work but his blood will, he is a Donovan.” I tell him. “That is true but if he could use his blood right from the beginning then why go through the trouble of kidnapping Stephanie and draining her of most of her blood?” He asks me.

Donovan's pride, wounded by their defiance, refused to accept a reality where his power and influence were diminished. As he settled into his bedroom, Donovan's thoughts drifted back to Anna White, the rankless mate of his son, Dante. Memories of the past flooded his mind, images of the torment he had inflicted upon her. He recalled the countless hours spent devising ways to hurt her, to break her spirit. There was no room for guilt within Donovan's heart, only a steadfast belief that his actions were justified.

She had been standing close to me. “Nah, I’m actually loving this.” Donovan snorts, swirling the bourbon in his glass. “What are they doing now? Fucking in the middle of the woods?” A menacing grow ripples from my chest, causing him to raise both his hands up in surrender. “Damn. I was just kidding.” I shoot Daciana a look and she sighs before moving to where Donovan is reclined on a chair. His feet propped on the table in front of him. “If you’re not going to help, then shut the fuck up.” She growls, slapping the side of his leg.

It’s a revelation that adds a new layer to the complex web of emotions and motivations driving him. “I’m sorry,” I say softly, trying to convey my empathy despite the situation. “That’s awful. I can’t even imagine what you went through.” Donovan’s expression darkens. “You think I’m overreacting? You think I’m too harsh? It’s not just about the job for me. It’s about avenging my parents. It’s about ensuring that no one else suffers like they did.” His voice trembles with suppressed rage. “When I joined the hunters, it was to make sure that no one else has to experience the kind of horror I went through. It’s not just about capturing werewolves—it’s about preventing another tragedy like mine.”

Xander I took Chas to our hotel room. I didn’t want them to see her in a vulnerable condition. Allie and his warriors followed us, but I let my warriors stay so they would be able to report to me everything that would happen next. “Chas, what happened? Why are you crying?” I asked when we were alone in our bedroom. “I saw it,” she replied. “What did you see?” “Donovan. He’s in alliance with the vampires, and he wants to get out.” She answered, and I was speechless.

Donovan extended his hand to Miranda, who took it and he placed a kiss on her dorsum. “Pleasure to make your acquaintance Miranda dear,” he drawled charmingly, shooting her a flirtatious wink. Miranda quickly looked away, and I saw the red tint that coated the tips of her ears. I mean, Donovan is usually considered attractive by the opposite gender, with his smooth dark skin, curly brown hair pulled up in a quiff, tall frame of six foot two and a somewhat muscular build. I rolled my eyes at his lack of decency. “And the reason for this visit is because we need your help to process a divorce.”