Jonas Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

In a private mansion of the Ransom clan, a leader, king, of the Lycan dynasty was enjoying his leisure time. The man had sharp blue eyes, jet black hair, with a height of one hundred and eighty seven centimeters. He is King Darius Ransom, a king who has been alone for three hundred years because his partner had to die in the war between the wolf clan and the vampire clan.

She looked at Damon who held her to his chest, his eyes meeting mine for a brief moment before he kissed the crown of her head as they took Alpha Kael to, I assume, the infirmary room. “It was Alpha Giovanni. I don’t know how he found out about the meeting, but this attack came from him.” Damon said, his voice gentle as he spoke to his mother. “He is strong, he is alive, and he is going to make it out. For now, this is my main focus. I’ll know how to deal with Giovanni later.” A sharp inhale escaped her, sending a shiver down my spine. She turned to face me, her eyes meeting mine for a moment and I realized that there was a darker expression than I would have ever wanted to see from her towa

🌹💦 Season 2🌹 Synopsis 🌹💦 _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ THE FALL After the war,the vampires go into hideout because the demons has risen in a full fold. But their queen is not happy.

I’ve seen them in my father’s office. My mom’s hand wraps around my forearm as she tries to pull me back, but I don’t budge. If they shoot her with the serum, she won’t be useful. I need to buy time until she recovers. “Actually, the serum doesn’t work on me because my mate is a vampire,” I answer honestly. “You met him once. His name is Rowan. He was the one with the really cool muscle car. Remember?” At my response, his jaw ticks, and his fists tighten. “You, whore! I will kill you both.”

Elsa moved from Gabriel and stood beside him before calling, “Come in, ser Gramson.” Jonathan and Gramson walked in with cloth in their hands. They offered a bow to Elsa and their king, but what amused them first was learning from Elsa that the vampire was sleeping. When did a vampire start to sleep but then see him grow wings, they didn't think it was impossible. “What brought you here?” Gabriel asked, showing displease as he did not like their intervention at all. “Pardon, your grace. But you are late for the wedding,” said Gramson, looking up. But the stunned expression on his Grace was quite laughable if he could. Not daring to do that, he put forward the wedding attire.

he said as he leaned over and gritted his teeth on her neck, but the next moment he woke up with a jolt. The girl was now smiling and looking at him "Who are you?" He was looking at her in amazement. She was a human being. He could smell her blood from a distance. But when he gritted his teeth, an unseen force pushed him back. There was only blood in her body but it was a very different taste. “What do you think? Only you can play games. "She took the chewing gum out of the bag and put it in her mouth "My name is Nissa and nice to meet you Mr. Harry."

"Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###

Veronica pulls the collar of Jonas and asks him with teary eyes speaking, “She should be okay right? Nothing must happen to her!! She is a strong girl, I believe her. If anything happens to her, you are to be blamed, do you know that? Why are you acting incompetent now?” Suddenly, Jonas sits down and takes his phone out and then he dials a number, the receiver answers the call and Jonas speaks,

Vaughn’s claws shot toward Jonas’s throat fast. Jonas’s body twisted beneath the strike. His claws caught Vaughn’s wrist fast and brutal. A sharp snap of bone split the clearing. Vaughn’s breath hitched. His dark gaze burned toward Jonas. Jonas’s jaw flexed. "Stay down." Vaughn’s dark gaze sharpened. "You really think I’m going to stop?" Vaughn’s voice was low. Jonas’s breath sharpened. "I hope not." Vaughn’s dark gaze burned.

(Greetings from the Godfather. Jonas fights through the pain, wheezing out three words. “C-Curse you, Dakor.” As Jonas' vision darkens, he reaches up, not to fight, but to grasp. His fingers close around strands of Dakor’s hair. Not enough to hurt him. Enough to damn him. Let them find this, he thinks. Let them know who did this. And the light leaves Jonas.