Katherine Pierce Vampire Novels & Stories

“What kind of witch will I be if I start caring about a sacrifice? I aim to please” Adrik took her in his arms and their lips met, more like a business action than an emotional connection. Katherine had been the Pack Oracle ever since he brought her home from one of his conquests. He had gone on a killing spree one time when he decided that he needed to clear his head. He had already wiped out almost the entire pack when he saw Katherine, all wide eyed and surprised. One thing had attracted him to her- no tear was shed from her. That was the first time in his entire life that he had met someone so unemotional. It turns out that the pack hadn’t treated her so well either because to them, a wi

EROS I look at her lying there on my bed; her scent invades my nose and excites me. I step away, going to the balcony of my room, taking in fresh air, trying to clear my mind. Adrian is crossing the line—parading with the hybrid in front of everyone as if she were his was bold, an affront to me. But worse still was seeing and hearing him apologize for sucking her blood. The damn blood that belongs to me. “What’s bothering you, cousin?” Marian untransforms from a small bat into her vampire form.

I noticed a small couch in a corner and took a seat on it. "Do you always watch me every night?" She suddenly asked me breaking the silence. "Since you got attacked," I confirmed and she nodded. "You're quite calm for someone who just learned that completely fictional characters actually exist," I pointed out. I've noticed ever since I told her that I was a vampire she kept a calm expression as if she's been told the exact same thing her whole life. "I really don't know either. I just feel this weird sense of belonging." That's probably the effect of the sacred book on her. She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing.

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

She looks from him to Dante who hadn't moved during the ordeal. "No... please Goddess, no..." she crawled over to him, nudging him, "Dante, get up." she demanded of him, but he didn't move. She looks down at his stomach, seeing the black ichor substance staining his skin slowly, "You won't take him from me to." She placed her hands over the wounds, opening her mouth to chant the spell she just casted, but the words escaped her mind. She fought through her racing thoughts to find the words, but they wouldn't come to her. She leans over his face, blood streaming from his lips, "I don't understand. You're a Vampire... You can't die from this!" she shouted, hitting his chest out of frustration.

Lucy’s husband had her help with the magic he used to sacrifice himself in Lucy’s place, even covering his death as a work accident so Lucy would never know. There was so much. So, so much that Antonio knew. He prevented Katherine’s curse from taking her by turning her into a vampire, essentially killing her himself and making her part of the undead. She was dying anyway because of her addiction. He met the woman who acted as Katherine’s father’s representative once, and she explained to him everything that had happened and how to save her.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

“ W-what are you doing? “ Katherine asks I didn’t answer. Instead, I examined her body. I couldn’t explain why I had put us in this position except that I was curious about her. She was unlike any girl I had seen with perfect bones. I could see the bones popping out of her skin. She wasn’t curvy, but very thin and that grasped my attention. Many supernatural girls had perfect, unnatural bodies, but Katherine had a strikingly different, but perfect, body. I touched her black hair pushing it out of her face. She had beautiful cheekbones that were more prominent due to her thinness. I ran my finger down those cheekbones feeling a tingling sensation run throughout my body. She was something, but

As they dispersed, each member was lost in thought, emotions swirling. ***** Katherine paced her room, anxiety coursing through her veins. Fresh from training, she couldn't shake off the unease. Her mind lingered on the mysterious witch she'd seen with Dimitri. Confronting him would yield nothing but lies. As she sat on her bed, Katherine's world shifted. She slipped into a trance, or was it a vision? The room faded, replaced by a gruesome scene. Blood soaked the Redwood pack's grounds. Desperate cries echoed: "Save us... please save us." Flames engulfed the landscape. Dimitri knelt, pleading with the moon goddess for mercy.