John Gilbert Vampire Diaries Death Novels & Stories

Third POV Gwen Astray was the perfect woman—kind, compassionate, and hardworking. A typical human living decently in the eyes of society. She’d been through one tragedy or another in her short life, the greatest, being the death of her beloved husband, ruled out as death by electrocution, even though nothing about Christian Astray’s death suggested that. The evidence should have been enough to pinpoint a suspect at least. But vampires were newly accepted into society, you see—one couldn’t have news like this leaking out to the public.

What did he say? Did I hear him right? As if he was able to read the question in my face, he said, "You heard me right, Eve. Your mother, Doris Walters, and your father, George Delluci, are dead. It was reported as murder and still under investigation, but I'm sure it was Vienna's doings." "No…" I shook my head. "That's not true! That is… impossible!" "If you are still not convinced, see it for yourself," he said flatly as he pointed to the bedside table with a nod.

Gilbert said after some minutes of awkward silence. "I'd have loved to stay back till he comes to, but I have to go pick up my son. I'll come to see Trent immediately after work tomorrow." He looked slightly shocked that I had a son but he quickly hid it. "You should clean up before leaving. You won't want your boy or other people to be terrified at the sight of blood on you." I glanced down at myself. The blood had caked now and looked darker. Of course, I didn't want to look like a vampire or zombie or something.

The slap of Eva made the anger of Gil reach the highest peak. Love for her inside his heart had gone for a while and he had just one thought inside that was killing her. He yelled in anger and his fangs began to appear. His eyes grew red and he looked so scary. Eva was shocked by seeing him, so was Mark. The fangs on Gil’s mouth was seen only in the movie by Eva. She gulped hard wondering, “Does that mean Gil is a vampire?”

My fangs throbbed to be sunk into his flesh. In a flash, Lord Bronwyn was out of his seat and sinking his fangs into the man's neck draining him of everything he got. We watched on in silence, while the human representative watched with pure shock on his face as Lord Bronwyn slurped and gurgled everything from the human as the human on his own part scrunched up his face, wheezed and cried in agony. Sucking the last bit of blood from him as the man let out his last breath, Lord Bronwyn broke his neck and discarded off the body to the side.

the mummy jerk's smile just got creepier when he heard me, "Do not worry my fake Lizzy, you shall not be put to death so easily." What the hell did that even mean!!! Does that mean I would be put to death once I completed my mission??? All kind of gruesome and terrifying thoughts clouded my mind when I heard his words, "T-Then, what about Lord Gilbert? Wouldn't he be executed since he came to know about your secret too?" I asked in panic. "Oh, Gilbert is family you see, he is my mother's dead brother's wife's little brother. So I don't have to worry about him stabbing me in the back." He smiled like an harmless child who was talking about toys and balloons rather than spewing national secret

“That’s what the news has been reporting, but it’s not quite accurate. Over the past six months, we’ve found bodies of students who have been decapitated.” “And you think vampires did it?” “It’s possible that a vampire didn’t do it, but the results are inconclusive because their blood was drained from their bodies too. Mathias and I met last night to discuss the possibility. Since the witches, Marael and Sahara Dawson, are dead, and other than the missing heads, the kids still had their organs, we’ve ruled out sacrifice. The only other possibility is that there’s something else occurring out there. There has to be a reason their heads were taken. If not for a ritual, then an out-of-control s

YEAR 1631 JANUARY,ENGLAND. "Dahlia is dead." Eli muttered while he walked to the old church were his Vampires usually gathered. "Who could have done it?" Gerald Harmony asked by his side. He was a Vampire who just turned 117. Many others also knew the close relationship they both shared. Eli himself couldn't deny he had taken interest in the Vampire. He saw his younger version himself in Gerald that's why he had long concluded he would make the young Vampire his successor as King if anything unforseen happened.

Just as he felt his brother land behind him, Zeke took the dagger and plunged it deep into Gilbert's heart, taking him completely by surprise. Sébastien came to stand beside him, as they both watched Gilbert, take a step back, his eyes wide with disbelief and terror. The necromancer began to rapidly age before their eyes, his skin turning dry and wrinkling before peeling away from his bones until all that was left was a skeleton, which eventually toppled to the ground with a cluttering sound.

he asked with a sad look on his face . "No it wasn't the rogues it was the vampires " i say throwing my face down in a bit of silence and sadness "Vampires my goodness ,how did he end up involved with those wicked and useless creatures " . "I really have no idea he was killed along side his beta by best friend Juliana's father and also my beta now" . "I'm not very sure i can remember her but i sure can remember her father " "Sir what about your Luna,can't she be the one to talk to Tyler instead "i asked as i finish up eating .