Fated To The Vampire Novels & Stories

" The Mouthpiece said, staring into space. Lord Ray couldn't utter a single word after hearing everything. He saw the Luna of the Werewolves to be a good person anyways, since she rationalized things between them and the Humans. If it weren't for her, the Drudge Vampires wouldn't be in existence. All that the Vampires could be doing is to kill the humans and drink their blood. All of a sudden, he had to wonder how the whole story makes Sam not be compatible with him. To him, it was indeed a miracle that the Cadicarat took place earlier on before he was born. If not, Sam would have been killed by now. "The Cadicarat says that a Vampire that gets mated with a Human will die." The Mouthpiece sa

A scar which reminds them of their wrong decision. A scar which implants my supremacy within the dept of their heart. Not only will my artificial mate bond hi down in history, my tough and iron fisted rule will follow. My darkened rule will be recalled by all. It'll be remembered by every werewolf. It'll serve moonlight tales to young wolf's. Drake dark. The big bad alpha werewolf!. Tales of their enslavement will instill fear within the fraigle hearts of their moon goddess forsaken offsprings.

"A few days after you were born, Luca and April, the young woman you saw him with yesterday afternoon, were out of town on a hunting trip when the monthly court hosted by their clan went wrong. What began as a normal night for all of us ended horribly when fledgelings—they are newly sired vampires—attending the court went on a rampage and attacked everyone in sight. They hadn't fed for days, and they were in bloodlust. It took our coven, a powerful spell, the Star of Chaos and a virgin's blood to end the terror. But in the aftermath, Julian, Luca's brother, and several members of their clan were eternally bound to their cellar, forsaken to wither and perish—" "The forsaken," Cadence whispere

he didn’t let me finish before cutting me off. “I told you we are connected remember?” he asked and I let out a sigh. We were screwed. “Why the fuck are you even connected to him” “He turned me to a vampire, that’s why” he said and I gasped. “Does that mean I am connected to you too” I asked and he nodded. “And anyone who you turned is also connected to me. That’s how Frederick got into the picture. He turned Marcus” “Oh” I let out, “so there is no hope for us”

“Some of us are just chosen, and others... well, others like me, we make choices.” "What the fuck are you, Zara?" She hissed at me. "I'm a shape-shifting vampire, if you must know." She stood, glancing towards the cave entrance. "But enough chit-chat, Asher might take a while before he gets here, but he'll be here. I can't wait to see how he'll tear into your bones." No. The second of a fated mate can die after their mate is dead..." a sentence from the werewolf book came at me.

“That's quite a reason, but I don't think it is enough to make you hold back from your destiny.’’ Lady Amora spoke up after a short moment. ‘‘What are you talking about?’’ It was about time I knew what everyone meant by my tattoo being my destiny. ‘‘Your mate. Reaching your mate and helping him with the power of your tattoo is your destiny.’’ She repeated. ‘‘Wh-what?’’ I dazed, my heart stomping against my chest at the dreadful meaning that laid behind her statement. “You said you met him already. Let go of your flimsy marriage with Thompson and match with your mate. The lycan king.’’ My eyes almost popped off their sockets, unable to believe my world with a long beep sounding against my ear

It’s all a blur as I scoop up Kimarhi for all to see. We head to the viewing box, where all welcome and embrace us. I never thought coming here would lead to such an incredible awakening. Being Fated is everything to a Wolf, and now I have mine. I never thought coming here would lead to such an incredible awakening.

"With vampires, it's less usual. More complex." I wrapped my arms around my legs, yanking them to me. "How? He studied me for a very long time before he spoke. "Vampires don't have some goddess controlling our fates. We don't have destined mates like the wolves do." He stepped closer, his voice dropping. "We choose. But when a vampire truly claims someone, it's…it's forever. Our instincts, our soul—what we still possess—attach to that individual in a way nothing can break."

Once I did, my luck would change… and my powers would return. Thinking that I had powers felt silly until I remembered Lyra, remembered that I’m wolfless, and that two cyborg werewolves live in the same mansion as me. Powers should be considered normal at this point. Reading the notes, I saw they had tried naming their sons with matching, near-identical names — searching for the combination that would undo the rejection. But I remembered the woman saying that fated mates must share the same ending in name as that of your chosen successor.

"I don't know who you think you are, but..." "I know exactly who I am." Vivian's eyes never left mine. "I'm Braham's real mate. His fated mate. The woman he was supposed to spend his life with before you wandered into the picture." The words hit like a physical blow. Fated mate. The term carried weight in the werewolf world…I'd learned that much over the past months. Fated mates were rare, supposedly destined by the moon goddess herself. An unbreakable bond. The werewolf equivalent of soulmates.