Novel & Cerita Fanfiction Carmilla

Camilla's POV "I got mad at Damon, and that made me murder the three men in his office. I didn't know who exactly they were, but they were his supporters anyway," Cassian explained, laying next to me in bed. "I was supposed to wipe out half of his pack members and watch what he's gonna do. He's the cause of the miscarriage." I let out a quiet breath. I didn't know how to feel about the miscarriage. Of course, my wolf grieved for the child loss because of the mate bond that was getting stronger every day.

No wonder some people get addicted to it. The memory of what happened last night makes me shudder, and I try not to think of those men's threats. Now I just want to enjoy being alone for the first time in a while, so I go down to the library and search for something to read. There's an entire shelf dedicated to novels about vampires, which is amusing to find inside a vampire's library, so I pick one called Carmilla and settle down in an armchair. I'm ten pages into it when the door opens abruptly.

Her eyes caught him cutting a rose as he in turn revealed his intention. "Lara my love, my cupcake, the mother of our child and other children to come. Please can you give us another chapter in life. I know you have given me your life for eternity. Your body, your love and your soul as well. Will you grant me your word to be my wife. I am not good with this but l just want to say 'marry me'," he finished as he put a ring on her finger without waiting for her answer as if he already knew. She ended up saying yes yes as she cried on his chest, she never expected to get married to a vampire but here she is loving one with all her being. She herself turning into one of them for his sake.

She dropped the bags off in the car and we agreed to walk to the restaurant. “So why do you think you aren’t good for Pierce?” Felicity did not waste any time asking as we started walking. “He is a Lycan Prince. I am a servant. We come from very different worlds. I never even finished school. I'm worried that I am going to embarrass him.” I found that I did not want to lie to her. Felicity was the first woman since my mother that I could have a real conversation with.

Nyles said helplessly. Anastasia shuddered inwardly. She had heard all about that man. The demon wolf who had an insatiable taste for blood and death. They also said he had connections to the human world–a place her people have been forbidden to go because it was a place where they were worshipped–humans worshipped Faes whom they call Fairy. Offerings were given to them by these humans and the Faes thrive on this offerings. The people of her kingdom was highly protected, for they were the highest species in the Lorea Empire. Faes were also not allowed to step out of Vilinski for fear that the demon wolf was lurking around. And also because of most of them, no all of them, fear that they will

My heart started to pound again, a frantic rhythm against my ribs, completely out of sync with the heavy, slow thrum I could feel from the baby. "Perhaps 'insane' is too strong a word," Callis said softly, her eyes never leaving mine. "Perhaps… incomplete. Your mother, she was a powerful Lycan, yes, but she was also… adventurous. She traveled far, sought out places others wouldn't dare. Places where the veil between worlds is thin." "What are you rambling on about, Callis?" I snapped, the fear making me irritable.

“You no longer being enforcer is the talk of the town in the supernatural world. People are scared, they don’t know what that means for them. Everyone is used to you looking out for them, and they don’t know if you still can.” I closed my eyes, letting out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. When I opened them again, Caroline was having difficulty meeting my gaze. “Caroline,” I whispered. “You aren’t a wolf, whatever is going on with me, I’m not your alpha.” “I know, I… I can’t help it. I can feel it, your wolf calling to me, like she is wanting me to know she’s boss.” Fuck, what is going on. I was going to have to call the one person who might be able to help out here. And I really didn’t

"You're going to be Luna someday. A Luna has to be gracious — especially when your foster sister's mate might be the Vampire Lord's son. You can't be this petty over a car ride." "I'm not being petty. I'm being honest." She shoved her chair back. "Doesn't anyone in this house realize that she's a liar? She's been lying about all of it — the mate bond, Damon, everything — and you're all just eating it up because suddenly she's interesting. She's not interesting. She's a fraud." The kitchen went quiet. Marianne stared at her plate. Jason looked at the floor. Then a voice came from the front door.

"And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise." "It's not. Let me tell you my vision of how I want to be. I will walk into a room like I own it. I will say thank you to everyone for the tiniest help. I will thank the waiter/waitress for bringing me food. I will thank the driver for driving me to my destination. I will thank my assistant for bringing me my documents. I will praise everyone for their efforts. I will smile when I want. I will stay true to myself. I don't have to appear mysterious or cold to be unapproachable. I don't have to

The biological pull was so strong I almost gave in. Then I remembered his smile when Marcus Vale had suggested they test if witch blood burned differently than wolf blood. I straightened my spine. "I, Calla Thorne, daughter of Miranda Thorne, reject you, Luca Vale, as my mate." "You can't." He grabbed my arm. "Calla, you can't—" People gasped and Luca looked like he wanted to scream. The bond shattered.