Finn Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Nico just scoffed, "Believe me, Xander, I'm pretty sure you can lie out of this one, plus Layla may be a Bronwyn but she's not a genius." My brows furrowed as he said that. She must be the Lord's daughter. I didn't even know he had a daughter. "I heard my name!" An unfamiliar voice sang out. All three of us turned our heads to the left to see who said it. A blonde vampire strut towards us, smiling as we all looked at her. Xander quickly sat up straighter as she approached. I leaned back against Nico out of nervousness, but couldn't help but look over her features.

They inform them about the awakening of the vampire’s new leader, Dylan Ardelean. “Then the war might start any time soon.” Alex Finch said: He was supposed to stay in the council center since he is one of the members, but because of what had happened to Xander, he decided to stay and offer his help. Chassy was uncomfortable with his presence, but she set that feeling aside for the Red Moon Pack. She knew she needed all the help she could get, and Alex Finch, even though he was old, was still strong and could be a great aid to the battlefield if ever.

"I need you to prepare for the worst, Iris. There are lots of things you need to know about Finn. Trust me, you need to know them so that you can prepare your mind for whatever happens from now on." My body froze. I could help but shudder. It was as though a don't of cold air had brushed my skin. I felt goosebumps all over. "Okay, I'm listening." I managed to say. "Alpha Finn isn't a regular werewolf and as you know, he's a vampire. Not everyone knows this. And he is a demon as well. He possesses great strength and that makes him very strong." "His grandfather was always against the union of his parents, and when Finn was born, his grandfather laid a curse on him. He would long for the blood

I then whispered to Freya, “Please forgive me, my love.” I heard Finn scoff in the background, so I turned to face his glass chamber. He had managed to drag himself up and off of the floor, and was using every ounce of strength he had to hold himself up at the glass. He looked a sorry state, his body battered and bruised. One of his eyes was so bloodied and swollen that it had sealed itself shut. He had a fat lip, and deep cuts all over his body, some were still open and oozing with bright fresh blood. The wounds weren't healing as you'd expect them to. Hunters heal fast, so I guess the council had injected him with something to slow the healing process. They must have had him fighting the v

"When I arrived this land, a document was thrown on my feet, I tried denying it, but then there was a Wolfsbane beneath my feet, I couldn't endure the torture anymore so I confessed, I had to, I have a foolish and irresponsible son who takes advise from a foolish woman. I made a mistake, I wouldn't have allowed you rejected your previous mate the way you did, the way we all did, I would have treated her better because she is much wiser than Kira and any other woman, but yet she is an omega, maybe I would have killed her off when I had killed her father, perhaps this wouldn't have happened if she was alive....." Quickly like a flash, Blade ran towards Vincent, taking hold of his neck, he snap

JADE I spun around quickly and watched as a young man entered the room with a steaming cup of tea which he offered to me. The scent of herbs rose from the tea and I refused it immediately, shaking my head and pressing back against the pillows. He did not push. Instead, he left it at the bedside table close to me. “My name is Finn,” he said calmly, pulling a chair closer and sitting down. “I am a veilborn. One of the few veilborn werewolves in the entire Hawthorne Pack and the neighboring packs as well.”

Wells/Felicia asked her. “I have no idea,” Finley said and they all burst out laughing again. “Hey Mr. Neighbour,” the man said as he batted his eyelashes at me and I could see them giggling as they tried to hide their faces. “Hey,” I said to him and turned toward their table. “Finley would like to know what your name is since you’re neighbours now,” he said as he kept laughing. “Damon,” I said and he turned around. “His name’s Damon!” he yelled from where he stood right next to me and then started walking back to their table as Finley slapped him on his arm and they laughed some more and yelled out, ‘Vampire Diaries!’

I closed my eyes, wondering whether to find some way to beg Adrian again, when the phone rang. It was my father. He hadn't contacted me in close to nine years. Not until last year, when an old marriage contract surfaced between the Valerie family and the vampire North. Rumor said the Lord of the North was a monster who ate humans alive. Years ago, he'd lost a power struggle with the current Prince and withdrawn to the North of his own accord. The cold there was endless. No ordinary human could survive it. For years, no vampire noble and no human had been willing to marry into it, and the Northern Lord remained unwed, so he'd dug out that old contract, only to give his people some kind of ans

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

—How the hell did this happen? I was out of control, full of rage, I wanted to smash everything in my path, the vampire council members, they took Antton and Dalton for the supposed crimes of turning two humans and for killing an original vampire and for killing the last gamma, yes, Antton killed my mother. something that seemed absurd if you ask me because if it wasn't for us now our heads would roll on the cold forest floor and not that guy's who used us for his own benefit.