Fated To My Forbidden Vampire Novels & Stories

Raven I bit my tongue as I stepped out of the van and looked at the mansion. As many terrible memories as I’d had in my old home, seeing it burned to the ground had felt like someone taking one of my limbs. I wanted to burn this mansion down and see if the Alpha King felt the same way. I doubted it. I doubted he could feel anything at all. This was pathetic. A forced mating selection? Absolutely ridiculous. He and I had already mated. We knew who our Fated Mates were. Was this his attempt to find another mate?

Who knows how long it will be for me? Vampires are different than other supernatural beings when it comes to finding mates. Obviously, you have to be attracted to your mate. However, the only way you know if it’s fated is if you bite your mate and bond. The vampire bond is similar to a chemical reaction. I don’t know exactly how it happens, but mated vampires describe it as sealing two souls together. It’s not just a human’s love; it’s beyond such mundane emotion. Clearing my throat, I shift uncomfortably in place. Leave it to these two to forget I’m in the room. “Ready to go?” I grit out.

I ask franticly, feeling that I really didn't want to know the answer, but I needed to hear it. The room became deathly silent as I watched Elder Lilia contemplate her next words carefully. Felt like hours had passed before she chose to speak again, moving my body to the edge of the sofa as I leaned in closer. " Thousands of years ago as you may know the first vampires desolated the earth, covering all the lands in blood of the innocent and almost annihilating all of mother natures beautiful creatures. Infuriating the Moon Goddess to her core. Watching her beloved children of the night become monsters controled by a lustful thirst. The Moon Goddess stood listening to all their cries and plea

“Fated.” Gasps and murmurs spread through the hall instantly. I had given him the perfect description of a fated bond. There was no longer any way to contest the truth of my connection with Dean. Footsteps echoed. Viktor appeared, pale, staring at me with wide eyes. As for me, I looked at him with disinterest, trying to hide my contempt for his existence, and clung even tighter to Dean. “I believe that is more than enough for all of you,” Dean said, positioning me completely behind him, blocking Viktor or any other nearby wolf from seeing me. “Unless you believe yourselves above the Goddess’s choice.”

Sam was sitting on the fountain, tired of her mom bossing her around like she had to set the right example for the pack as the next heir. She found a rock and threw it hard without paying attention to where she threw it. Thomas was walking away from the coven he grew up in; he did not want anything to do with this life anymore and lived on his own. Kim was the only vampire he wanted and now she is dead and he was being forced to marry the daughter of the coven leader his family was at war with to create a peace treaty.

I love only her and no one else. Looking at her, I wanted to push her down the horse and go back home. but that wasn't nice as Jess grew aggressive. He wanted to come out and help her out but I didn let him. I would question her and figure out why she had to be in my path. There must be an explanation for all of this, no one would dare want to be my mate except the moon goddess out her to it. Perhaps it was possible that she was working with the moon goddess, she was one of those werewolf who were reborn, If the moon goes had the power to reborn a dead wolf then why didn't she reborns Zara knowing that I wanted her and no one else. She betrayed me which is what I don't like her.

That was the speech they gave at orientation every year. The reality was simpler. Fifty years ago, vampires won the war. Not by a little — by a lot. They had powers we couldn't match -- lifespans that outlasted all shifters, and superpowers that let one vampire warrior easily defeat many shifter warriors. When the shifter packs finally gathered together and begged for a truce, the vampires' price was simple: we submit. One vampire lord rules all. In exchange, we live. Damon's grandfather had made that deal. His father enforced it now. And Damon would inherit all of it.

Insulting a vampire, could very well be the last thing you do. Finally, the last thing to remember when dealing with a vampire is, their natural enemy is a werewolf. The rumor states that Orpheus took a chosen mate and even marked her. Her name was Charlotte. Even with the mate pull, a werewolf’s mate bone is stronger because it is fate. Vampires have fated mates, but it is extremely rare to find due to their level of solidarity. Even though Charlotte was marked by Orpheus, when she realized she was fated to a werewolf, she tried to leave. The battle of Paris.

I felt a little sad that he turned me down "Centuries ago, it was a witch that first created a vampire, witches are who we, as vampires, praise, we can't drink from them" "Can't, or won't?" I asked a little angry now crossing my arms across my chest "Can't, without permission, I won't, in fear of hurting you" I shook my head "I grant you permission to drink my blood, whenever you like, and, I know you can't hurt me Damon, Annabell has shown me that much, please, please drink from me, please" I was crying now, tears fell from my eyes, Damon wiped them away and nodded an okay, I unfolded my arms and put my hands on his shoulders, his mouth opened and his fangs grew, he layed me down