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

Melody Carter All my live I've been bullied cause of my eyes. They called me freak, they thought I was sick. No one wanted to be my friend. But I didn't care. I have my cousin, Jace. He was always with me and since he didn't want me to be alone in high school, he waited for me to go together. Even though he is two years older than me. We graduated last year. And now, we are both going to college. I was turned into a vampire at 18, which was 3 months ago. I got really sick and the doctors didn't gave me much time. They said, I wouldn't be alive to celebrate another Christmas.

For a man like me that was used to people being afraid of me, she was definitely different. “So what am I to you? Some kind of puppet or what?” She countered. I scoffed in disbelief. She wasn’t scared of me and it was quite evident from her attitude even after I’ve shown her a little of my bad side. I am Vincent Castello and upon hearing my name, hundreds would shake in tremor but not her. “Yes.” I stated firmly and sternly. “You are mine to control Bella and that’s because I bought you. Do you understand?” I shook her wildly and even though there was this defiant spark in her eyes, she heaved heavily and nodded.

“Stop being a party pooper, Jillie. Come on.” I huffed, taking a seat. I’d always wanted a little sister, but Mina was like an annoying little sister that I never wanted. Even though she was about two hundred years old, she was stuck in the body of a fourteen-year-old. That was something else I learned. Vampires that were turned stayed that age forever. While those who were born were the only ones that aged. After practicing with Mina for an hour and a half, I was tired. I fell back on the bed, and she laughed. I sat up slightly to glare at her.

He punched me in the shoulder and nodded to the guys all staring at her as well, “ Looks like I wasn’t the only one who noticed her transformation. You my friend have lots of competiton and the fact that you made her life miserable, well-let’s just say best of luck to you because you’re definitely going to need it. Remember you still have four more years before she turns eighteen dude. Bella’s become a hottie and even if you plan on bullying her now I don’t think you’ll be able to keep all of these guys away.” I knew he was right. I was racking my brain trying to come up with anything. That’s when it hit me that if rumors didn’t work I go to more extremes to keep make her mine.

“I’ve been thinking about something.” “What’s that?” “Getting older.” He shifted on the couch to give me his undivided attention. “Are you afraid of getting older and me staying the same?” I shook my head. “No. I’m just a little confused.” “About?” “Well, Mina was turned when she was fourteen, and she’s still the same age.” “Vampires that weren’t born vampires and have been turned don’t age. They’re stuck at that same age,” he informed.

I enquired because I just thought she was too young to be taking care of anyone let alone anything “I am eight years old,” she said shyly “you are still very young” I commented, I wondered why they would entrust all these tasks to a such a little girl “not really” she blushed “I have just been eight years old for a while now,” she said and I realized what she meant, she had probably been turned when she was eight years old and she got stuck on that age. That would also explain why she was the one chosen as my caretaker, my mother had told me that vampires that were once human were the lowest on the food chain in her clan.

Lavinia was there to give her some of the blood. She closed the door as she approached them. “So, how are you holding up?” Bella asked as she sat down and watched Lavinia stir the tea and pour half of the blood. “Not too much,” Monique said. “You are picky as always.” Bella scoffed and looked at Lavi. “Lavi, don’t tell Cedric anything to Cedric, okay?” Lavinia nodded. Monique sipped on it as she frowned. “This is the only way to become an adult from the age of 354. And Bella,” Monique said as she looked at Bella. “What in hell were the maids talking about? Calling you whore and all?”

Alma was now busy chatting with a group of lady vampires she just met. She was amazed learning that some were already two hundred years old while others just eighty, but they looked almost like teenagers, the older ones seemingly in their thirties. Alma wondered how she would feel if she knew that her life would not end in just afew years. What fi she decided to become a vampire like them,but it was too disgusting for her to imagine that she would have to feed on blood, something that she hadn't done her entire life or eventhought of taking.

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

"It isn't obvious. We are all 18 here,, Good luck. I'm out" "Oppa, eat your food finish first, before you leave, at least... aiish! He's so annoying. Anyways, he's cool that way" Vera smiled. Mabel shook her head. "Hey, Vera?" Karl called, chewing the food he had in his mouth. "What?" Vera answered, coldly. "How old are you in the vampire realm? And how did Connor become a hybrid instead?" Karl asked. "I hate telling stories but I guess I'm wanna tell you this one. My mother is a vampire. She gave birth to me while still living in the vampire realm. I turned 48 years but still had this 18-year-old body"