John Gilbert Vampire Diaries Death Novels & Stories

Isabella said and for the first time in this conversation, Sophia giggled to herself when she heard this because she knew in actuality that it was her that would ruin the genes of Ronnell due to her bad eyesight. Ronnell noticed this, she looked so fucking cute. Licking her tongue discreetly, wetting her lips in either lust or excitement. In a dark room, devoid of any sun rays or light, sat a man with blood dripping from his lips and eyes shining through the abyss. The clock ticked, a sound that seemed endless for one that couldn’t die. The relevance of time was lost on vampires because time is the one time they had an unlimited amount regardless of how much passes.

she held the sword and looked at the vampire, feeling the life leave her body, but before it would, she picked her sword again and cut him on the leg with such force before pushing it right through his chest, killing him, and she fell on the side, breathing weakly. It was not long after Bathilda fell that Jade also fell, but at that time, there were only two of the enemies left. Sage looked at him and then at the rest of the other people, and then he moved his eyes to look at Kyra. They were the only two left alive in the battle. He used his last ounce of strength to fight the two vampires at once and even though he sustained cuts from their sword, he didn’t give up and kept on fighting.

And a massive brown wolf stood over a vampire’s lifeless body, its fangs still buried deep in its neck. A fucking vampire. In our territory. How the hell was this happening? My gaze darted around. Two more vampires lay dead, their black blood soaking into the earth. Then, the brown wolf collapsed, shifting back into Selene’s unconscious form. She had finally shifted. I stood transfixed staring at her, her wolf was mesmerizing Kieran was at her side in an instant, pulling off his shirt to cover her before scooping her into his arms. “The game’s over,” I announced, though no one needed to be told. There was no way we could continue after this.

"This time, it's serious." Zaylen sighed, a mix of resignation and curiosity in his voice. "What is it?" I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts before narrating everything that had transpired with James and Mia. "You mean to say James is now dead?" Zaylen asked after I finished recounting the events. I nodded, the reality settling heavily on my shoulders. "Yes." "Are you sure?" Zaylen pressed gently. "It's not like last time, is it?" I took a deep breath, meeting his eyes with a mixture of guilt and determination. "Zaylen, his heart got pierced! Vampires don't survive that, you know!"

he spat, his voice laced with venom. Before anyone could react, Gilbert picked an arrow lying nearby on the ground. With a defiant snarl, he drove the sharp tip straight into his chest. “No!” Grayson roared as he shifted back into his human form. Gilbert collapsed to the ground, his breathing shallow as blood pooled around him. A faint, mocking smile played on his lips as his eyes locked onto Grayson’s. “You…won’t stop what’s coming,” Gilbert whispered before his body went limp. Beta Luke stepped forward, his expression grim. “Alpha, what do we do now?”

Blood spurted from his mouth. Gilbert collapsed in a pool of his own blood, convulsing a few times before finally going still. Nino stepped forward. "Sir, he's dead." Gideon gave him a sidelong glance and said nothing, striding swiftly into a Jeep that was waiting nearby. He was rushing to the city hall. Nino and Leopold exchanged a glance. Their faces hardened with ruthless determination. In a swift and decisive act, they eliminated the remaining members of the Linc family.

Sat by the fireplace and waited to warm up. Conrad didn't come home. I sent one message. No reply. At two in the morning, the fever hit. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, thinking: if he knew I was sick right now, would he come back? I didn't call him. I wasn't sure of the answer anymore. — He walked in just before dawn. I kept my eyes shut. I heard him stop at the side of the bed. His fingers touched my forehead — vampires always run cold, but the coolness actually helped this time.

The news was pushed to me, but I quickly swiped it away without a second glance. Gilbert and I tacitly had no further contact. I thought Gilbert and I would be separated by mountains and rivers, never to cross paths again. But I never expected that he would come to Cambridge to find me during the Christmas. When he couldn’t find me, he called again and asked: “Julian, where are you? I’m here to take you home for the Christmas.” I opened my phone’s security camera. I saw Gilbert smoking heavily in front of my Cambridge apartment.

Sandra watched helplessly as the situation spiraled out of control, her desire for revenge clashing with the realization that perhaps the love she once shared with Andrew could never be rekindled. The events that followed were even more tragic and heart-wrenching. As Gabriel, the Alpha of Eclipse Pack, returned with a stab wound to his shoulder, he had unknowingly contracted a severe infection during his negotiations with the Blue Moon Pack. Despite their best efforts to treat the wound, the infection took a toll on his body, and he succumbed to his injuries. His death left a gaping void in the Eclipse Pack, and the grief was palpable.

Riley shivers. "Answer my question," I say simply. He coughs. "There is no one else," "You'd better reach for your gun." "Pardon?" "You are going to die now. I assume you prefer to die fighting.," "Miss Perne--" "I am five thousand years old." He blinks. "What?" I give him my full, uncloaked gaze, which I have used in the past--alone--to kill. "I am a vampire," I say softly. "And you have pissed me off."