Novel & Cerita Kai Parker Vampire Diaries

Every time Chase sensed Zander's scent clinging to her, he would let out a furious roar that kept Pheisar awake at night. He just wanted to see her. Now. His eyes scanned the hall, searching every corner, but he couldn't find her anywhere. Pheisar's irritation was peaking when Kaia suddenly appeared, calling out to him in a loud, high-pitched voice. "Pheisar! You're so lucky you dumped Elena and kicked her out of the pack. Otherwise, she'd be making you the laughingstock of the entire werewolf world tonight!" Pheisar's face shifted instantly.

He howls softly this time, a plaintive sound meant to comfort rather than frighten. Ivy's eyes glow brightly. The scream dies in her throat. Her breathing begins to slow, becoming more even. The frantic panic on her face gradually transforms into calmness, although confusion lingers. Kai moves towards her, gently guiding her by the elbow back to the bed. She sits down without resistance, though still trembling, she seems less likely to collapse now. “I don’t know what you understand about werewolves,” Kai says as he lowers himself to sit beside her, not too close so she has space to breathe—“so to help me assist you, I need to know everything about you. Let’s start with which pack you belong

he added, and the other person nodded. Suddenly, they heard someone shouting Helena's name. It was Park. She rolled her eyes. "I have to go," he told her. "See you soon, Elijah?" He nodded. "Farewell." Without waiting for him, she kissed his cheek before walking away. He clung to his books, trying not to exclaim in joy that Helena Chantai, the diva of the whole high school, kissed his cheek. He liked her more than he thought.

For the first time in my life, I was paralyzed, I was seeing the girl I fell in love with for the first time, inside the woman I swore to protect her at any cost, where is she, where is she? where? —What's wrong honey? You don't seem happy to see me. —What did you do to Serena? —I spat in annoyance She walks away from the same stupid guy she was cheating on me with for so long, her eyes started to change leaving me frozen as it looked like she was a vampire and she's not.

Her eyes widen as I say this, and I see a flicker of fear before she looks at Dimitri. “Is this true?” Dimitri sighs, then nods. “I might have forgotten to mention that part,” he says with a shrug. Caterina walks towards me and places a hand on my arm. “Kai, I didn’t know any of this, I promise. I was under the impression that DA Westcott is only a slimy politician, but this…” she trails off and her head whips to Dimitri. “No wonder these pictures will bring him shame; a vampire enjoying the fact that a werewolf is degrading him,” her hand flies to her mouth as she says this.

I didn’t want him to pick me so why did I get this dreadful feeling each time I thought about him picking anyone else. I was brought back to my senses when the Luna announced she would begin with the girls ranked nine. Kai still had not picked his mate and I was beginning to think he may be waiting for Santana after all. When the Luna called her name I waited to hear Kai speak up, but he didn’t. At least four men did speak up to claim Santana as their own. I wasn’t surprised she had shamelessly flirted with all of them. It was when a familiar voice spoke up from the back of the crowd that all others went silent. I let out a gasp when Kade, Kassius’ older brother, made his way to the front.

I shrugged. “You could’ve called us.” Paps didn’t sound angry – just concerned, and perhaps a little impressed. “I still don’t have my phone, and I was too panicked in the moment to think to use the one at the diner.” He nodded, and then slung a rope to Harper. “You okay back there?” “It’s a lot to take in,” he ground out. “I – I saw Callie kill someone today.” “A vampire,” Paps supplied. “She had it coming, Harp.”

(Quinn's POV) The vampire rubs his chin as he stares at me. I feel like he is daring me to make a move. I'm not dumb enough to fall for another of the dirty bloodsuckers traps, though. It's not my style; I am smarter than that. “My name is Kai,” the vampire states in a thick Italian accent. Even from the sound of his voice, I can tell that he is old and powerful. Now that I am paying attention to him, I realise he is nothing like the other vampires I have encountered. He tosses his sunglasses on the table, and his irises are rimmed with a rich scarlet hue. I try to remain composed, refusing to show fear, and trying to remain stoic in my expression. I don’t want Kai to know that he is the fir

He shoves my dress up, seeking my lips, releasing husky breaths. “I’ll get a doctor,” Peyton offers as soon as we pull into the parking lot. “Can you handle him?” “Yeah, I can.” Thanks to being a werewolf, I'm strong enough to help Kai into the elevator. I have never seen him like this. So unaware of his surroundings, vulnerable. Peyton nods and dashes out of the car.

Her soulless eyes stared back at Kai. Kai couldn’t believe he just killed Carla. He turned around to look at Piper – who looked as pale as ghost. He rushed to Piper’s side, and lift her head on his thigh, “Hey – hey, wake up.” He patted her cheek but she didn’t open her eyes for him. “I told you not to die, you better keep your promise, Piper. Don’t die.” Kai spoke – as his voice shook. …