Romans & histoires Eric Northman True Blood

Gray replied, taking a deep breath. Lucian chuckled. “It seems like we'll be making our move on Deva first; as much as dealing with Ryder is necessary, we can't forget who showed us his card.” “Deva” Damon spoke and sighed. “Did he try doing anything or deny it at all?” Lucian asked with his eyes wide open. “I killed one of his men and shot the other down. Erick was already with a gun pointing at me before I could get close to him. They already knew I was coming. Ryder didn't deny it.” Gray replied with a sharp tone.

“Stubborn or not.” Orin grinned. “She’s beautiful, probably powerful enough to kick all our asses when she learns her skills, and she’s smart. Fellas, our Trueblood is a triple threat.” Eamon smiled with the others, but couldn’t help thinking about the threats that posed a risk to North. Those were what concerned him most—or maybe almost as much as being the one to win her heart, though he had no clue how to do that. ***

Eric said walking closer, the man tried to get up quickly but Eric was faster, he threw the spear and pinned the man down to the bed as he screamed in pain; Eric holds the spear in his chest then turned it left and right as his victim screamed in pain “How does it feel” Eric asked, blood gushing out the victim’s mouth “Who are you?” he managed to ask “6 years ago you violated my mother” he said, the dying man had surprise on his face “You surely can not forget such” Eric said “You are...” he couldn’t complete his statement as Eric pulled out the spear then drives it into the victim’s neck, the force sends the spear out through the back of his neck into the bed, killing him instantly with eye

Eric has transformed. I haven’t seen Eric’s wolf in five years, but he’s just as beautiful. His cost is shiny and a sleek black. He carries himself like a leader, strong and confident but there’s also something mysterious about him. I rise to my feet, suddenly filled with a sense of protection and awe. Others must pick up on it too because they peer over their seat headrests and watch what’s about to take place. Eric rams his forearm under the guy's chin and pushes him against the plane wall. There’s a sickening thud as the man’s head hits the plane window. He tries to fight back, but Eric doesn’t allow it.

So, I knocked but there was no reply On my third knock, I heard grunting followed by a crashing sound. Without thinking, I quickly opened the door and nothing in the world prepared me for what I saw. When I gasped, Eric looked at me and was completely thrown aback. I saw Eric seated on top of a Guy as his hands gripped the guy’s neck, Veins popping out of his hands and a steamy look thrown at the poor guy who was struggling to breathe. “Lena?” He called my name as he quickly freed his grip on the guy. He stood up and walked towards me while I stayed rooted on the floor. I was speechless and tried processing the fact that Eric almost killed someone.

—Mother of God. The blood rushes to her face when her eyes see the naked figure of a man, he was only wearing boxer shorts "Stop looking at him, stop looking at him" "I can't take my eyes off him shit!" "He's hot, way hotter than that dumb Oliver who only approached me for his stupid initiation or Dalton." "Who could that be?" Serena observes if fura, his face, it was so mesmerizing to her that she couldn't take her eyes off him. —Oh shit!

He smirked. Eric drove for a long time. Particularly a six hours drive and he finally halted the car at a cabin far far away from the city. The cabin was located deep in the woods away from the eyes of the people. The cabin was small and not a mansion but by its appearance, anyone could tell that it screamed luxury and the owner was sure a rich person. Eric looked to his right to still spot an unconscious Emma before a smirk played right across his face. He recalled after hitting her on the head and managing to escape from Rojas and his men, she was slowly beginning to regain consciousness when he grabbed a small towel and poured chloroform on it before pressing it against her nose forcing h

Vivian replied, her tone shifting to concern. "I killed those men with my own hands. I separated their heads from their bodies, and I uprooted their hearts from their chests, one by one. They begged for mercy, but I paid no attention to it. I killed all of them, EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM. And you know what? I enjoyed doing it. Now tell me, do you still think I have a good heart?" Eric's words were dripping with cynicism. Vivian was at a loss for words, shock and horror written on her face at the revelation of Eric's dark past.

I began to pull it up, with every strength I had and every support my wolf had given, and when it was half way out of his chest, he joined us, clenching his fist around the bloody thing as he pulled with all his might. And when it was out,he collapsed back on the bed , panting, as he was soaked in sweats. His wound slowly closed as he healed. And with relief I stared at my hands that dripped with blood. He smiled, his chest still heaving up and down. I smiled back. “Now can you tell me what the hell is happening?” I asked, as I got up on my feet, and just then, my door flung open. “Natasha we need to talk!” Reynold thundered, as he stormed in, and stood dead on track, “Well, well,well, what

She could still hear the cry and agony of her parents being burned alive by humans. She was a young girl that time and they happily live in the village of Analem. Analem was a peaceful village and the villagers were kind towards one another. But their family has a secret. Leni's mother Fani, was a Badblood, a shape-shifter and Fani hid it to other people except to her family. Leni never feared her mother for she knows her mother is not evil and will never do bad things to others. His father, Ayeil, was a human and she loved Fani with all his heart.