Isobel Flemming Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

Kaelynn asked, her voice trembling with fear; it pains me to see her like this. "He is not yet a full vampire, nor is he pure blood. He's a dhampir," Daryl said, and Kaelynn looked relieved, and I saw her grip her hand tighter. "Make your choice, Kaelynn. We won't kill you, it just depends on you if you can last longer here," Daryl said, and Kaelyn stood up and wiped her tears. "I know I'm just your maid here, but as your maid, I request that you let me handle all cleaning and other housekeeping chores here so that those women you killed can have peace and rest," she said before breaking down in tears and kneeling.

More precisely, a woman named Isabella Rasandy. It was the first time Kendrick [imprinted] someone. It is said that, if a werewolf imprints someone, then he will give his whole life for that person. Kendrick and Isabella started a family. Their happiness became complete after the birth of their child, Lunafreya Fabulen Zacharias. Initially, their life was filled with happiness. Until Aaron becomes too thirsty for power and begins to experiment by forcing demon spirits to possess human bodies.

Where the light hit the ground, stone melted. "Interesting," Giselle said. "But you'll have to be faster than that." She moved in a blur, appearing behind Isabella. "Too slow, princess." But Isabella spun, her hand shooting out. She caught Giselle's wrist. Pink light crackled where they touched. Giselle screamed and tried to pull away. Isabella held on. "You took everything from me," Isabella said quietly. "My dignity. My safety. My mate. You tried to kill me. Tried to feed me to vampires. And now you're here to steal my child."

She was drawn to it and at the same time, she was fighting it. She began shaking in my arms as tears began leaking from her eyes, running down her pale face. I placed my lips gently on her cheek, kissing her tears away. "What is wrong, Malyshl?" I asked. "I don't want it, it's disgusting," she replied, still not taking her eyes away from the blood that was on the floor. "Stop being so stubborn, Annika" To be honest, I was in awe of her strength. Other newborn vampires would have succumbed by now but she was adamant and stubborn about not having it.

Katrina folds her arm across her chest, her steel eyes level with mine, glaring at me so hard as though she'd want nothing else than to have me chuck out of this world. I chuckle. Well, that seems more like her. A girl who could kill an animal in the dead of the night and chew up its heart. "No," I grin. "I want her to attend to me." I nudge my head toward Isobel who let out a short squeal. And why would someone like Katrina stay with her? A human and a vampire? Why? To kill her when it's time or she's being loyal? "I said..." "No," Isobel cuts in, her voice small, almost inaudible. "I'll... I'll attend to him." She turns to me, blinking her eyes under the thick round glasses she wears.

Achilles frowned at Isobella and Eloise. “I don’t understand, I know her parents, they are both Vampires.” “Her mother may be a vampire but, I can assure you, her biological father is not.” Eloise fumbled with her hands. “But she has a familiar, I’ve seen her marking,” Achilles shook his head. “That could be genuine or, it could be another glamour but, she is a Dhampir, a powerful and dark Dhampir.” Isobella shivered.

Callum was yelling, his voice sharp enough to cut through the chaos. Isabella reached out, her hand gentle on his arm. He turned to her, his eyes frantic. “Callum, breathe,” she said, her tone calm but firm. “Isabella, she’s gone, and these idiots haven’t got a clue where she is,” he snapped. “She’ll come back. Chloe’s a vampire first and foremost,” Isabella reassured him. Callum softened for a moment, lifting her hand to his lips. “You’re too good to me, Isabella.”