Fated To The Vampire Novels & Stories

He paused walking back to where he sat before he turned to me. “This is Lucian’s Vampire mansion, this is my peace, comfort and more.” He smiled tilting his head in admiration as if he hadn't lived here for centuries. “Oh I see, that's nice. And now coming to what happened yesterday. What was that about?” He kept quiet, his silence carrying a weight of answers. “What you experienced yesterday night was normal with every newly turned vampire. Except that in your case it was different, it was fate.” “Fate?” “Your turning was not because of my first bite on you Aria. Either my bite or not it was meant to happen. We are destined.” This shit. Me destined to be with a vampire? You must be joking r

I pull the damp shirt tighter around me and suppress a shiver. “Look, I know absolutely nothing about any damn prophecy, and until tonight, I had zero clue that we had werewolves walking around like the rest of us. Then on top of that, Number one fuckface over here," I say, pointing to Cassian, "decided that binding me to this bullshit against my will was a fabulous idea. Now, considering you've already told me that if I die, so do all of you, I think that's more of an immediate threat than some efucking airy fairy prophecy."

Side by side, they spoke the vow in unison, voices echoing over the roar of their pack: “I claim you as mine, body and soul, mate and equal. From this moment until the Moon calls us home.” The bond pulsed between them, their marks still tingling, and the crowd howled louder than ever, voices carrying to the rafters. Evandra’s body trembled, her heart swelling with the enormity of it. Marked. Kissed. Vowed. She was Luna once more—reborn not in shame or exile, but in triumph.

It was if she didn’t want to admit he was one of the people I was supposed to be fated to. “Right,” I said. “I deduced that when you dropped three of their headshots in front of me before I was shipped to this hellhole.” “Yes, well there’s more,” Victoria mumbled. “She said that one of the men could be your fated mate. When you recognized the fated mate bond, and accepted it, your natural gifts would be unlocked.” I furrowed my eyebrows. I thought of what Valentin and Maximus had taught me about the great war between vampires and werewolves. My mother was said to have powers that she unlocked as well. Did I have these same powers?

That was also the reason none of us could call him brother and mean it anymore. He loved me, I remembered, a long time ago. Before Viktor. But I never loved him, and it was something I could not control or fake. Because one thing was set in stone. Fated Mates have no choice in who they love. They just do. A gift from the heavens that’s both beautiful and cursed. Unfortunately for us, Valentino never forgave either of us for choosing each other. We were both standing now, though I do not remember rising. We were both watching the same small space of ground where my son-in-law had just torn a vampire apart with his bare hands, where he stood for one full second believing the worst of it was ov

You could have cost us our fated! A sinking feeling sat within my belly. I hoped my wolf was wrong. I would need to process all the information I had learned. I knew that. Ignoring it was never going to help. All this had taught me that. But, first we needed to fix this. I could not lose Seren. Not now. Not after everything. Like they say, the Moon Goddess chooses a fated mate for a reason. I cannot simply let mine slip away...

“You’re new, so I’ll explain it slowly. Vampires like Damon have sex with a lot of females. A lot. He’s a Voss, and he’s beautiful, and he gets bored, and there have been more girls on their knees in that manor than there are shifters in this building. It doesn’t mean anything. It never has.” She licked her lips. “And when he’s done with you, he’ll drop you in the trash with all the others, and he won’t even remember which one you were. But he’ll remember me. He’ll marry me. No one forgets Seraphine Draven.” NO. The thing in my chest, the thing that had been quiet since Monday, suddenly surged. Heat rolled down my arms and into my hands. The voice was low. Angry. Guttural. Like something anc

I could tell who was calling and my chest burned from not being able to answer. I glanced towards the spot Sammy had been standing earlier. He was no longer there but his pheromone lingered. I recalled what happened with Sammy earlier. Only wolves who couldn't claim their mates were tortured by the moon in such a ruthless manner. Sammy unfortunately knew his mate but forced himself to not act, just like me.

"What's the hypothesis? Why would vamps suddenly change?" "Some people were talking about a quantum leap. They are saying we shifted into a different universe with slightly different rules... I don't know. I didn't sign up for fucking quantum physics," she complained, but Ivan's head started reeling. If vamps were suddenly fertile and weaker, what if they were also mortal? Maybe he could try again. To do it himself. Take his own life. Maybe this time it would work. Sera's eyes flew to him with a warning. "Don't even think about it," she growled. Ivan blinked in surprise. He always had the inkling Sera was more than just very good at reading a person... was she reading his mind? "Yes."

Elvie, Elizabeth, and Jasmine fought desperately for their lives, but the vampires were relentless. In the midst of the chaos, Elvie managed to gasp, "Why are you doing this?" The vampire leader, still grinning, replied between attacks, "Because it's in our nature, my dear. We exist to feed, to revel in the fear and desperation of our prey." As the onslaught continued, the desperate pleas and cries of the family echoed through the moonlit forest. The vampires, devoid of mercy, took satisfaction in their ruthless pursuit. In their final moments, Elvie, Elizabeth, and Jasmine huddled together, their faces etched with terror and despair. The forest, once a symbol of their hopes for a new beginn