How Did Alaric Become A Vampire Novels & Stories

he growled. “Save me the soap opera. I am all up for power. You are just a sorry excuse for a supernatural being. Come on, a vampire who turned out to be just a softie? Pathetic,” that seemed to rile him up as he reached for me through the gate and the bars burned his hands. “I guess the big, bad Alaric is not so bad after all. Now, you let me out of here and let me find Evanora, or I will escape and you will all suffer the consequences. Wherever she is, I will find her soon.”

Alaric screamed Kaiden was tired of hearing Alaric talk about Freya and now he wanted to attack him, that was the last straw for the prince, he took Alaric’s arms and twisted them till he heard a crack that sent the vampire shouting in pain “ fuck! My hand!” “ Don’t be a baby, you can handle a little pain,” he called before walking over to the hands, he looked around as he got the smell that belonged to the deer, “ you fucking bastard!”

“Because right now, I can’t see any reason good enough to justify the destruction you’ve caused. The lives you’ve ruined.” Alaric closed his eyes for a moment, as if collecting himself, before opening them again. When he looked at me, there was a sadness there that I had never seen before—a deep, haunting sorrow that made me uneasy. “Years ago,” he began, his voice barely above a whisper, “I wasn’t always like this. I wasn’t always the monster you see now. I had a family…a pack that I loved. I would have done anything for them. But they’re gone now—taken from me by someone far more powerful, far more ruthless, than you could ever imagine.”

Alaric refused to admit defeat and charged toward Ragnar when he knew that his pack was defeated, his sharp claws aimed at Ragnar’s body. How could I allow him to hurt Ragnar? I shapeshifted and pounced at Alaric, bringing him down to the ground. “Margery, how could you…” Alaric spat out blood from the impact. He looked at me in shock before pleading with me. “I’m treating you in the same way you treated me before,” I said coldly before leaving bloody scratches on his body with my sharp claws. Alaric shrieked out loud and collapsed due to his severe injuries.

Charlotte was placing bottles back to the table when Alpha shook her, “What was that? Why Liam was not recognizing me anymore?” She was sympathetic towards Alpha who had no clue of the rituals of human's transformation into a vampire. Technically speaking, Alpha Eric should be familiar with different cultures as they teach history in Alpha's training. Reason behind this ignorance was out of Chloe's mind but she replied with great patience, “He will remember everything soon. As for the reason behind it, his mind in the haze of my Venom. He needs some training to adjust in his new life. Don’t worry, he will be perfectly normal as a sired vampire.”

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

he rasped and suddenly slapped my perked up globes making me arch my back and moan highly aroused. Fuck ! That felt good. My mind was drowning in a pool of lust by now and there was hardly any space for even a drop of rationality now. However, I still managed to squeak out, “What ?!” “Confused ?” Max chuckled before dribbling my lips between his. “Mhmm hmm- mm,” I nodded against his lips, as he refused to let go of mine. “Bella offered me a potion which her father made to turn a human into a Lycan. He thought about giving it to her mate but her mates are already super beings, so she asked me if I wanted the precious nectar before it went waste,” he explained.

he shook his head as he slowly got up. " How am I not dead?" he looked down at his shirt soaked in blood. "You're a vampire," I responded slightly annoyed he didn't know. " A what? How is that possible?" " You don't know who made you?" I asked. He shook his head answering with a no,

~Miranda Screams. Fear. Bloodshed. Chaos. That day was the darkest day of my clan. It had been predicted by the oracle that a comet will pass over the sky and turn the sun red. A red sun was a vampire's most feared because it always left us powerless, weak and too drained to fight against any danger that would come. It was our weakness. We tried to keep this information a secret but somehow, it had gotten to the werewolves and they chose to attack us on that day.

I heard the fluttering of wings before I saw it. The male was picked up from above. He shifted and became a large wolf but it didn’t do him any good. I looked up and saw him being carried higher and higher into the sky until he became smaller and smaller. And then, he was dropped. I turned away as he crashed down into the road. The force of the impact created a hole. Konstantin began descending and as he did, he became a vampire again. I couldn’t say human. Couldn’t. He smoothed his hair back. “Well, that was something.”