How Old Was Bella When She Became A Vampire Novels & Stories

“You’re definitely not a werewolf.” All the women at the table turned to look at him with keen interest. Azrael didn’t flinch under the attention. He was lean but muscular, dressed sharply with no hair out of place, the very picture of aristocratic control. “I’m a vampire,” he replied calmly, sipping from the ornate goblet. Bella’s eyes widened. “I knew I was smelling blood somewhere,” she said. “I just thought the pregnancy was making me smell weird things.” She didn’t sound disgusted—just genuinely fascinated.

I heard something like 'that bitch' as Bella grumbled but I wasn't sure I heard her right. 'What did she want from you?' Bella asked frowning in anger. 'She asked me how old I am now and I told her I turned eighteen days ago.' 'What does she want to know your age for. I thought she was happy when you were thrown here to tend yourself at such a tender age,' she said hissing slowly. I didn't know what to say. Bella had never shown so much hatred towards the Luna in my presence. It made me wonder what could have transpired between them to cause that kind of reaction from her.

She pointed to the screen and I suppressed a groan: she put way too much energy into her television shows. "Did the girl choose the vampire or the werewolf?" I tried to inject some humor into my tone. It wasn't Bella's fault I was in a bad mood or over my head in debt to Tyler. "Neither," Bella wailed, "She took a potion which put her into a sleep for a hundred years!" I wished I could take something to sleep for a hundred years. Knowing my luck, Tyler Wright would just take the same potion so he would be there to torment me when I woke up.

1807. Alexis smiled slightly seeing Adrian's smile which was clearly visible in the photo. But before long, Alexis' smile stopped. “One thousand eight hundred and seven? That means it was three years before Adrian turned into a vampire at the age of twenty-three, right?” Alexis put the photo frame back in its place. "I've never asked Adrian about it. How he ended up turning into a vampire. But do I have the courage to ask Adrian about that?” Alexis wondered.

Grace smiled at the Demon, knowing that this Annabelle was indeed a part of what made Stacy who she is, “The pleasure is all mine, would you mind if I called you Bella?” The Demon thought for a moment with pursed lips, “That would be acceptable, it is the 21stcentury after all, I must change with the times.” “So Bella, I know it’s rude to ask but...” “I am 8953 years old, to you it may seem like a lot, but to my kind I am merely a child, much like Stacy, I am young, independent and looking for love.” Bella took a sip of the drink before her and grimaced at the taste, then she saw the empty glass next to Grace’s.

"Take this," Bella said, handing him a black suit. "It’ll make you look older. Black is always the best choice. The last thing I want is people asking questions about your age." She paused, then added, "Uhm… how old are you, anyway?" "Twenty-five," Draven replied with a smirk. "What about you, Mommy?" Bella’s eyes narrowed. "Don’t call me that. First of all, I am not your mother. And second, I’m still very young. I’m only thirty-one."

This made me ask her, "Were you really born a vampire not changed?" "Yes apparently vampires can also have kids and we stop growing at the age of 21." she answered me. That also answered my question as to why every vampire I saw looked like a 21 year old. Stella came and joined us for some time until Lesley asked her to dance. "So Rubi can I tell you something." I nervously asked her. She nodded at me and I continued, "You know when I first saw Caspian with you I'm really sorry but I thought you were his girlfriend and that really made me hate you a little."

I whimpered and he just held me closer "Can you tell me what happened?" He asked and I sighed pulling back before nodding We walked to the living room and sat down. "You know how she's been seeing this guy who's 19 years old?" I asked and he nodded. Bella is 15,soon to be 16,next month and she's become a completely different person than what she was before. She's become this rebel that thinks that she can do anything she wants but she doesn't see the consequences of her actions and words.

Vanda scoffed, wiping the side of his lips. “You have just a few days and hours to get yourself prepared, I do not want tardiness.” He carried on with his food like nothing had happened while Carlotta her mom stood speechless beholding the sight. “You both suck!” She stood on her feet and ran up the stairs. As she walked into her bedroom, her eyes took in the pretty atmosphere in it, in one week time she'd be turning eighteen and that's the rightful age for every werewolf to transform into a full blown wolf.

"Her age?" "Which family does she belong to?" "Why did you choose her?" "Will she become our lady?" Questions are coming like bullets from every person. Is possession that important to Vampires? "She is Zia, and she is 200 years old, and I don't think there is any need for me to answer further" 200 years old? Who me? "Wow, she is just a baby" 200 years old is a baby??? They are so weird. I wonder how old he is ...