Heretics Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

I knew they heard everything, but I was too preoccupied with not getting killed to be overcome with embarrassment. I could see it in Jonathan's eyes - he wanted badly to kill Hezekiah where he stood. And Hezekiah wanted to do the same upon seeing the vampire hunter; he was going to, narrowing his eyes on the tall prey in front of him. But then, he stopped. His whole body just froze as his eyes lightened. He blinked several times before placing a hand on his chest, and that's when I saw it - a bright, orange glow surrounding the puncture wound to his heart. Hezekiah's gaze became lazy, trying his best to regain the strength and vigor he held before. But once Aubade began to glow before slowly

Even though I'm close to Drake, he doesn't know anything about their past, while Alice has always been upset with me for reasons I can’t seem to comprehend. But the point is that despite being adopted, they were believed to have celebrated their twenty-first birthday lavishly. Even though vampires can't have children like humans, our history book claims that our divinity gave the queen the ability to have a child who would be the heir to the kingdom. And that child is me now, and I’m hoping that as a child given by the white deity, I’ll be able to celebrate mine too. I am not after the grand celebration though because I am not a materialistic person. What I want is for my twenty-first birthd

He smirked before Darius tilted his head inside the house and Hadrian locked the door. “What are you doing here?” Hadrian asked as he joined them in the living room. “I came with a proposition. Aurelius was the reason you became a vampire and I think we can take him down together.” Darius winked at Hadrian. “How did you know he is a vampire?” Verna who was heading down the stairs asked him. She was excited to have met his son last night though she wasn't that saddened because all this while she knew he was alive, she could still feel his magic and powers.

“Boys, lower your guns. We received the false report.” “The false report?!” Danica shouted in shock. “You are looking at the wreck right now.” She ignored her. “Let vampires go. I’ll report her assassination attempt to the chief. The federal government will take care of it.” “Thank you,” said the vampiress. “Ahem!” Someone coughed. All eyes leaped to the tall, bony figure of Ignis. “Please, I’m right here. Stop ignoring me, will you?” “Who are you?” Helen frowned.

THE VAMPIRE'S WEAKNESS 18+ ~Fucking you is all about me~ ~l know what you're, you not a human but a witch~ ~Am a vampire, you a witch~ ~Am gonna fuck you like one~ **** SCARLETT'S POV.

They dug up their hidden secrets and anger against each other, but I couldn't understand. Firstly, I didn't know why they had such strength, and secondly, why did they seem like vampires or werewolves? "Are you humans?" I mentioned, and Kidd looked at me. "He already knows," he said, glancing at Daniel, then suddenly leaping before me. "Because you've seen our true forms, sweetie, you need to die now," he smiled at me, revealing his long fangs that weakened my entire system. "This will be quick. Just close your eyes," and as if under a hypnotic spell, I closed my eyes tightly, waiting for him to take my life.

Drake, standing tall and resolute, addressed the council with a voice that carried the weight of dire revelation. "My lords and ladies, I bring unsettling news. Silas is entwined in a bond—a mating bond—with none other than the Lycan, Chastity." A collective gasp swept through the chamber, and the elders exchanged incredulous glances. The revelation sent shockwaves through the council, challenging the very foundations of their beliefs and the centuries-old enmity between vampires and Lycans.

DAMIAN POV “But it wasn't always like this, right, Damian?” my brother returns, alluding to that time when he was a heartthrob, I rejected many girls, but I feel like he talks about something else. “We weren't talking about me, but about you, the feared Bastian.” “The first heretic.” I frown. “Are you a heretic?” I questioned. “You were going to be too,” he confesses, “But I was the only one who survived, and that makes me the most powerful.”

Hera complained. I turned to look at Hunter. He wasn't saying anything. He only had his hand wrapped around his head. "How the hell is he even a vampire and not a werewolf? Why is he claiming Barbara as his mate?" "Just shut up for five minutes, Hera," Hunter yelled. The whole room was silent as everyone was deep in thought. All eyes were on Hunter, waiting for him to say something but still, no one word came from him. "To be honest, I'm confused as well," Liam started. "Zion, and even Keyana,"

-4 Weeks Later- The dead began walking. Not in full. Not yet. But enough. Bodies pulled from old battlefields. From forgotten graves. From cursed soil beneath abandoned ruins. Hagetha did not need soldiers. She needed bodies that didn’t question orders. Mindless things stitched together with dark magic and older hatred. And witches came too. Not many. But enough. Those who had sworn loyalty to her centuries ago when Lucian first fell. They returned now. Answering her call like a prayer finally answered. Damon called them “border anomalies.” I called them scouts. Because they weren’t testing if we would survive. They were testing how long it would take us to fall.