Jacob Vampire Twilight Novels & Stories

Not yet. A familiar face appears. Jacob. Or what’s left of him. His clothes are torn, his face smeared with blood. His eyes are empty, dead. But his body still moves. “Jacob_” Nyx whispers, her throat tightening. “You’re_ you’re dead. What the fuck? Did a vampire get you?” Jacob’s lips curl into a twisted smile. “I’m not dead, Nyx. But I’ve come to finish what I started.” Behind him, figures start to emerge from the shadows — vampires, and worse, humans. A small army of them. They’re all coming. The pack is on the verge of destruction. This is absolute madness.

"Bella, not now. Eat first, I beg you" "You promised to give me answers" "After you eat" "Fine! I'll leave because it is obvious you ain't ready to say anything" I said, first dropping the napkin on the table. "I'm Adonis and…." He hesitated for a little while. "And what, Adonis?" "You'll leave if I tell you what you want to know" "It depends on what you tell me" I pushed. "You don't understand, Bella" "You can't possibly be a werewolf or a vampire right? That shit only exists in movies. Not in real life"

At the coffee shop, Jacob asked, “Are you and Valus... dating?” “Of course not,” Vienna replied quickly. “He just reminded me to stay in my place. He told me never to compete with him again, or else something bad will happen.” Despite her strong words, her heart still pounded. The moment their eyes met back there, her emotions had gone into chaos. Thankfully, Jacob showed up in time. Jacob noticed her uneasiness. “Stay away from him. You don’t know who he really is,” he said solemnly. “You probably only know him as a high-ranking vampire official. But in truth, he’s the next ruler—the heir to the Vampire throne.”

They knew they had to act swiftly to rescue Katherine and stop Sophia's nefarious plans from coming to fruition. Victoria, with her newfound witch powers and werewolf genes, concentrated, tapping into the depths of her abilities. She closed her eyes, seeking a connection to Katherine through the intricate web of supernatural energy. As she delved into the ethereal realm, visions began to materialize in her mind—a decrepit castle, its towering spires reaching into the night sky, shrouded in darkness and situated deep within the vampire-infested territory.

Alaric and Rodrigo told him about them being vampires when he was fourteen because he started suspecting and saw lots of evidence. He was surprised but not so much, he recalled Alaric drinking a man's blood when he first met them when he was little. I was annoyed they allowed a little boy to experience that but he swore he didn't know Colton was looking. Colton had adored them more than ever since. Although he hadn't made a decision if to be a vampire like them or not. We would take things slowly and if he didn't want to be one , we would accept him for his decisions.

“Don’t you see? You have untapped psychic abilities. When you become a vampire …” “Wait … you mean if she becomes a vampire, right?” I asked in disbelief. Raven shrugged, conceding. “If or when you become a vampire, you will maintain your psychic gifts. As a vampire, you will be quite unstoppable. But you have also passed your psychic abilities down to your children, as well. That, along with the vampire blood running through their veins, will enhance their abilities, making your children quite special. Jase is a warlock and, as you may or may not know, warlocks are more powerful than witches. But your daughter will be powerful, too. She will also be quite intuitive and have other powers, as

It's black, and there's only a chair with a table. They try to open the door, but it's locked. They can smell us, too, surely. "Everything will be fine," Nicole whispers with her lips. I nod and prepare for the worst. They forcefully break the door, and I flinch in fright. Everything is dark, but with my wolf vision, I can see clearly. Then a vampire enters with red eyes, intense black hair, and very pale skin. "We meet again, Jane," the vampire says with a warm but fake smile. "You," I whisper, petrified.

Melia burst out laughing. "You're sweet, really," she said, still laughing. "I can see why I didn't bite your collarbone." "You're, oh my God," he shouted out of nowhere, standing up and backing away. Melia stood up straight again and faced him. "What am I?" "You are... unbelievable!" he exclaimed, and it seemed that everything he had been feeling just a few minutes ago faded away to a feeling of awe. "Biting, 38-degree food, hell, aura," he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

He was too lenient in tormenting me, unlike what he did to Danrious. Perhaps he's so furious with Kaelyn because she's Tita Rose's daughter from his first marriage. I walked down the hallway, carrying the books I borrowed from the library. The final exams are approaching, and even though I might be a vampire, I still need to study to interact with people. I looked at my arm, which was growing pale, with my green and violet veins prominently visible. Glancing at the clock as I passed by, I realized it was already morning, and I needed to hurry home.

Nico just scoffed, "Believe me, Xander, I'm pretty sure you can lie out of this one, plus Layla may be a Bronwyn but she's not a genius." My brows furrowed as he said that. She must be the Lord's daughter. I didn't even know he had a daughter. "I heard my name!" An unfamiliar voice sang out. All three of us turned our heads to the left to see who said it. A blonde vampire strut towards us, smiling as we all looked at her. Xander quickly sat up straighter as she approached. I leaned back against Nico out of nervousness, but couldn't help but look over her features.