I Woke Up A Vampire Dylan Novels & Stories

he added, the sweetest smile on his face. But Cyrille was taken aback when the man’s fangs protruded from his mouth, as if in a vampire film, and she became even more terrified. “Now, let me taste you once more, my love...” Cyrille awoke sweating profusely, trying to catch her breath. She can’t believe what she’s been dreaming about. She enjoys everything about vampires, but that was the only time she was scared. “Wait, what was that? Why did I have such a random dream?” She kept asking herself, unable to believe what had happened to her. She felt as if she were in a bureaucratic nightmare that she would never be able to escape, no matter how way too obsessed she is with vampires.

“Those are all the vampire abilities that I know how to do. There are some mind tricks vampires can do, but only the really old ones have figured them out.” “I see.” “Now tomorrow, I expect a full demonstration of your powers,” he said. I rolled my eyes. “As you wish,” I mocked his earlier response. The rest of the evening passed by in a blur. I had gotten some wine out. Turns out he drinks wine too, but it’s not his preference. We drank and talked for a while, and at some point I must have fallen asleep. I woke up the next morning in my bed, still in my clothes from the night before. There was a note beside my pillow from Dax that had his phone number on it, a demand for me to use it, and a

I try to pry my eyes open, but it stays stuck that way. A little cold starts to come over me. Little by little, it gets colder and all of a sudden, I feel ice-cold water on my face and my eyes open immediately to Dylan standing over me lying on the bed. What just happened? I can feel a little wetness on my neck and chest, an empty cup in Dylan's hand telling me the source. So I'm alive? Is this really Dylan or the beast? Without thinking twice, I jump out of the bed, trying to run into the bathroom but fall shamefully. "Hey," he says, trying to come close, but I only scurry away backwards into the wall,

He stilled. I woke abruptly by a sound, ending my dream. I sat up, grumpy as hell that I woke up from my dream. That dream felt so real. I looked around me, wondering what woke me up. I didn't see or hear anything weird. Moose still snored softly beside me, not waking up. I decided to have a shower, feeling very awake from my dream. Oh my god. It really did feel real. I had to confront Damon. How was I gonna do that? ‘‘Hey Damon, did you manipulate my dreams? Oh, and now that we are talking, are you by any chance a vampire?’’ Yeah, sounds good, Tris. I walked up, into my bedroom and froze on the spot.

Tears formed in her eyes yet she immediately pulled them back. At the point when she bumped into the door, her elbow crush in it, and scratches shaped formed from which a little blood was spilling out. Daniel shut his eyes and take a long breath, breathing in the smell of her blood. In his vampire speed, he turned towards her and picked her arm in his grasp. She was seeing him, befuddled when he licked her elbow.

Damon's breaking hearts all over the place as if they were plates. Geez, I am so done with casanova! The next morning, I woke up 6 in the morning and took a bath as I got ready, I took my binoculars and took a peek at Dylan's apartment, he's not up yet? I can't see him at the couch but as I averted my gaze at the right side, I saw him! Dylan?!! He's looking at me! He was shirtless showing off his muscular frame along with his black sweatpants.

Was I really thinking of doing this? "Thanks Danny. I noted it down." "Sure. But if you plan to put one of us to sleep then no chance sweetheart, because it doesn't work on purebloods and-" "I'll keep that in mind too, Danny. Thank you. I really have to go. Ava's messing up my clothes." I lied and quickly hung up the phone before he could catch on my lies. Well, one things for sure in all of this. It's time to put two vampires into a deep, long sleep.

am not the only vampire here' someone else must have done this, there is a vampire in this town and i must find out who it is". i said with pains and anger in my voice. Damon pov i woke up the next morning with blood stains all over my body, my clothes were torn and I looked so rough, i began to think of last night flash backs to my head i remember killing some people in the woods and i saw mauriel ,it was then that i realised what i did ,i quickly took my bath dressed up threw my torn clothes in the trash. i hurried downstairs to meet my mom she had already served breakfast, "good morning mom" i greeted she was watching television, i was about grabbing my food to eat when i catch a glimpse

LENA: I woke up in fragments, wrapped by darkness. My consciousness slipped in and out like my body hadn't decided whether the morning was safe yet. The room was pitched black despite the small table clock beside the bed blinking 10:00am. The dim glow inside the clock was useless against the darkness, barely enough to outline my finger or to see the entire room.

As if I’d been asleep for centuries, and something ancient inside me had finally stirred. I opened my eyes. And found blood-red ones staring down at me. My breath caught. What— "Am I in hell?" I rasped, voice hoarse. "Because tell me why the first thing I see when I wake up is your face." He chuckled, the sound dark and rich like velvet soaked in sin. His face tilted, shadows dancing across his sharp features. That smirk. That same one I remembered from the forest. The vampire. I jerked upright, a gasp ripping from my throat as I scrambled back.