Johnathan Gilbert Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Gilbert is a 34yr-old bachelor who joined the forces three years ago in seeking revenge against the person who killed his mom. It's always a dreadful night for him whenever he has a nightmare about how his mother struggled for her life right in front of him three years back, and he couldn't do anything to help her. "Any information we could use from the neighbors?" Rick suddenly asks, and Gilbert snapped out of his thoughts. "No sir… What they all keep saying is that someone screamed out last night inside the house. Since it was nearly midnight, they were all scared to come out to check what's going on." He explained.

I asked Adonis. "No, Bella. It was blood. My blood" He answered. "What are you talking about Adonis? Are you joking?" I asked. He held my face with his hands. "What you just told me isn't a dream Bella, you saw it. It happened. You were shot by Matthew and you almost died. Marco didn't have a choice, he had to turn you" He explained and I was still confused. "Turn me into what?" "A vampire, Bella. I'm sorry"

Margo was very concerned as he had noticed that one of the vampire's was not around. "What is wrong with you?" Shiandra asked. "One of the vampire's has disappeared." "Which one?" "Gilbert." "Thee Gilbert. One of our strongest. Find him!" Shiandra commanded. "Mother I have been searching for an an entirely day now. He is not here." "Well if he is not here where could he be?" "I think he went to hunt." "Alone?" "He had been hunting alone for months without a problem." "You've been allowing my children to hunt alone?" Shiandra asked, in a sharp tone.

"And unexplained Neratomay deaths?" On that I hesitated. "None that I'd describe as unexplained." Malarias stared at me. "A vampire not five years turned did not properly secure his home," I continued. "Sleep took him while in the living room of his house. A human opened the door, and he never woke again. Two others died in a sanctioned battle, and Tyler was sent to handle two others."

"Did you bite her?" Beau nodded with he is head facing the ground "Do you know, why the red thread is missing?" "Yes, I am not ready yet." "How did you know about it?", Darrien asked suspicious, but his face doesn't show even a bit of it. "Albert! He is vampire and their classmate", Olivia said in excitement. "Albert Smith??" "We don't know his full name but is about 100 years and has the power of compelling.", Beau remarked. "Yes! That's him. What do you want to know?", Darrien asked in his hoarse voice.

I said, raising an eyebrow. "And do you think I'll be happy if my son marries a mortal?" My father's words slightly took me aback, and Gabs turned pale because it seemed like our conversation was progressing rapidly in this room. "And, Daniel, my son, that's her way of showing me that she truly accepts who we are as vampires. So I hope you accept that" he said to me and stood up. "But what about you? Will you accept her after you learn everything?" TO BE CONTINUED

Goosebumps filled my body, fangs started growing out and my eyes glowed red. “Aria?” The door swung wide open as Ethan ran in with concern all over his face. He walked closer, stretching his hand to touch my shoulder. I turned grabbing his shirt as I sank my fangs into his neck letting my hunger take the best of me. Ethan dropped unconscious before me, my cloth soaked in blood only to look up and I saw Jenna, she was filming.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” “Well,” Hannah said, twisting her fingers together, “most male vampires prefer female feeders. It’s… easier. And sometimes more than just feeding happens. They get close, you know? Intimate. So it’s unusual for Sire to choose a male. Not unheard of, but rare.” I leaned back, my chest tightening. I didn’t like the sound of any of this. She must have seen the look on my face, because her tone shifted again, softening almost into pity. “Still… you might be lucky. He doesn’t keep feeders often. Almost never. If he’s chosen you, there must be a reason.”

I forced myself to get up, my newly scarred body protesting every movement. Damien's study was just next door. The safe in his desk had a familiar combination - the date we first met. "I'll never forget this day," he'd told me then, crimson eyes glowing with what I'd thought was love. "The day my blood first recognized her mate." But nothing inside belonged to our story. Instead, I found dozens of bottles of blood supplements for vampire pregnancies, still sealed, pressed against Vivienne's blood test results.

"I'm prepared to bear the consequences." Everyone looked at me again. My father warned in a low voice, "Elena, don't be willful." They all assumed I would cling to Adrian the way I had in my last life. Because everyone in vampire society knew that I loved Adrian. I loved him enough to take silver for him, enough to give up my pride, enough to throw away even the dignity of a highborn vampire lady. At last Adrian turned his head and looked at me. There was something conflicted in his eyes.