Eric Northman True Blood Novels & Stories

Not the empty black of the Syndicate, but rich red—like Sienna's. The figure stepped forward just enough for me to see his face. My blood turned to ice. "Erik?" I whispered. But it couldn't be. Erik Storm was dead. Wasn't he?

Eric lifted his glass and took a sip, strong stench of red wine rejuvenated his mind. “Check her life style in America, her friends, acquaintances, everything. Active your spies in the Vampire Kingdom too. I want a list of all unmated vampires.” Beta Noah bowed his head and left. Eric abandoned his glass and emptied the bottle in one go. “Sooner or later, I am gonna kill that MF. No one will separate us ever again!”

That explained the previous disdain in her expression. “Great,” I commented. “Well?” “The guy was there at the same time as all of you. He had long white-blond hair and black eyes.” “Michael Chapman,” I stated. Belatedly I made the connection. Ernest’s son. She shuddered a little, though it wasn’t cold in my office. Far from it. Did she think him a creep, or was she remembering being at the Lycan’s mercy? I decided I didn’t want to know.

Erin whispered while hugging me from behind, I who was so worried about her was still trembling. "Are you ok?" "Need blood." She bit my neck without my consent. I looked again at the person lying on the ground. His name is Maretus with the title of hero, I was panicking whether he died or not. "Still alive," said Erin who was still sucking my blood. Suddenly there was a burst of energy from the direction of the spirit that had just been summoned earlier. Erin immediately let go of her suction and the wolves opened a path as we walked towards the burst of energy.

"Take care of yourself. Don't stay up too late mixing potions like last time." After hanging up, I walked towards the taxi stand, striding towards my new life. A breeze lifted my long hair, making it flow behind me. On the other side of the airport terminal, Eric had just finished a meeting about medical resource allocation and was walking out, surrounded by a group of werewolf elders. He suddenly stopped, his nose twitching, as if he’d caught a familiar scent. He whipped his head around, his eyes scanning the crowd, and immediately locked onto a familiar figure in the distance.

Everything started to get a lot more complicated than he thought. Veronica couldn't stop looking at the figure of a man she hadn't seen for a long time–Alec Berthold. The last time she saw this cute-looking man was when Erna introduced Alec as her boyfriend at the cafe the three of them frequented. Hm, looks like it wasn't her first meeting with Alec. If she remembered correctly, the last time she had met Alec... It was when Alec was dying from receiving an attack from Nicholas Southampton, and Bianca was forced to erase Erna's memory of Alec so that Erna could recover from her grief and not knowing Alec's identity as an immortal human.

Finally, I see it– or am I supposed to say him? I see the new Alpha, Erus Bloodton. He is standing right there in the middle with his mother, Mrs. Bloodton. My lips part as soon as I see him, it's him! It's the same rude handsome man I saw! He is easily the tallest person in the room, his mother looks so small beside him. He has a buzz cut and his eyes are a kind of piercing brown. The girls are right, he is so handsome. He is wearing a black suit, hands in pocket and shoulders stiff. He doesn't look like someone whose father just died, he has such an expressionless face.

His voice slithered through the room, smooth and cruel. “Lucky you,” Eron drawled, “you found me just in time, I hope.” He tilted his head, eyes gleaming with dark amusement. “I would have let you off on this one, but… killing my brother? You really didn’t think I had a secret camera in that crazy vampire woman’s house, watching you?” Darius’s jaw locked, his teeth grinding together. His wolf raged, every muscle in his body trembling with the urge to rip Eron apart.

Sienna Just as I stood up, I saw Eric enter into the house. He looked surprised to see me but smiled nonetheless. His clothing was covered in deep crimson blood and so were his hands. I didn't know why, but I felt sudden panic when I saw the blood, which was stupid because I dealt with blood all the time. "So this bit of business didn't require a gun?" I asked cheekily. He smirked as he flexed his hands, and I watched his built arms also flex as he showcased his perfectly sculpted muscles.

green snake under green grass. “And you? People like you are called what?” Ronan spat at him. “I don’t need to hide my true nature from anyone. I'm the devil of all devils, the alpha of all alphas, I kill as I want, and when I’m feeling like it, but him,” he paused and pointed at Eric’s dead body. “He’ll keep his true nature, biting you at your back stealthily and carefully and one day, he’ll reveal himself and the situation would not be in your control anymore.”