Katherine Pierce Vampire Novels & Stories

She doesn’t move back, but I can tell by the stuttering of her heart and the way she grips her chair that fear has her in its grip. “That can be arranged,” I say, then smirk as I walk away from her and call Valentine to take her back to her room. Little Katherine, the hunter who swore to kill creatures of the night and slaves of the moon, got aroused watching me drink another woman’s blood. I’m sure she’ll hate herself for that more than she can ever hate me.

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT “Love is a reciprocal torture” MICHEAL PROUST GUINEVERE "Before you guys begin torturing me, I think I need to state that I am not a vampire, I am human like you and if you killed me right now I'm actually going to die for real." "Then you found your way to make yourself human or you lying like you always do. We have been trained not to ever believe a word Katherine says so if this is your ploy to push us off our mark, you are desperately failing." The girl smirked

That should make them pretty happy. After Katherine had finished her morning routine she walked down the creaky stairs. As she got closer to the end of them, Katherine's sensitive hearing began picking up noises in the kitchen. Oh my... It's them. The vampires have come for me over McDuffie. Oh, why did Tyler have to kill him? Why? Katherine quietly crept down the stairs and walked over to the coat rack. Taking a large umbrella from it, she tiptoed to the kitchen, hardly daring to breathe for fear the vampires would hear her.

It’s time to visit my dear sister……three queens cannot rule zikia,two must bow one must stand and I’ll be the one. I wore my hooded cloak and walked out through the tunnel as the sun rays hit my eye lids. Just like the way her father is dying on his sick bed, that’s how she’ll go into an eternal slumber. I watched to and fro, making sure no one saw me or noticed my shadow. I pushed the door and walked in, heading into the chamber. Katherine sat facing the mirror with a black quill in her right hand and a black chalk in the other. “I see you finally learnt something apart from being a blood sucking bitch” I said, sitting on her bed as she jerked and turned to look at me.

How could there? I wandered the castle halls, knowing time was running out. Yesterday sparked hope that Sarah and I could find a new way. There was something strange happening. I felt it the night of the celebration party and in the training yard. I knew some vampires received gifts. Her father had said as much because of the change in the color of her eyes. What was her gift? As I rounded a corner, I heard whispers: a female voice and a male. “She is in the moon garden alone. We can’t wait. It must be now,” said the female voice.

Perhaps seeing my frailty had awakened some maternal instinct. But the moment passed quickly. She looked away, her jaw set firmly. In her mind, I deserved whatever suffering came my way for bringing such misfortune to their family. I positioned the knife against my skin, feeling its sharp edge. The blade was silver—harmful to werewolves. Another cruelty designed to maximize my pain. William watched eagerly, anticipating my suffering. "Katherine would have done this without hesitation," he taunted. "When Mother fell ill years ago, Katherine offered her blood immediately, without being asked."

’ he asked himself. The lady who called herself ‘Kiera’ glared at him. “I’m used to society’s label but I won’t accept it if someone like you whom we fight for referring to us as witches.” She watched him carefully, waiting for his next move and when she was certain that he wished not to argue, she pulled her blade away and continued to lead the way. “I’ve met the most powerful vampire so far and I didn’t expect that someone like you with an obvious lower rank would dare to insult a Kiera,” she snickered.

Adrian mumbled asking Alexis to stay calm. Alexis slowly nodded her head. “I promise to stay calm, Adrian. Just tell me.... it won't be a problem for me tho...” Alexis mumbled promisingly there. Adrian slowly drew closer to Alexis. Then stretched out his right palm to hold Alexis's palm there. “Alexandra was the first woman in my past, Alexis… her full name is Alexandra H. Wilson, the first woman to become a vampire hunter in 1840. I met Alexandra in 1838. She was a brave, friendly woman, and also beautiful. When we first met, she even knew that I was actually a vampire. But she didn't kill me, she protected me. At that time, I was still a vampire who was angry with the world. You could say,

Her pupils were as red as the blood moon and even as an alpha I could feel myself tremble at her gaze. She stared deviously at Casto and I could tell she was ready to draw blood. Even the vampires took a step back in fear of the person before them. She changed in a matter of seconds, her breathing was heavy and I could have sworn I heard growls from her. Katherine was tied down in chains but her anger enveloped her and she decided to get on her feet. “I have always wanted to hurt you. Hurt everything you believed in and everything you cared about!” She growled, taking slow steps towards Casto who was also trembling in fear. “After everything you did to me? You still chose to take her from me

Angelo started looking through the photos and then he dropped the rest of them when he saw the women standing there. "Do you know her?" I asked. "Katherine. She's the one that killed Josiah's pregnant wife before I turned him. She's the one that broke his will. She's also the one that turned me into a vampire." Angelo says. "So, she had a thing for Josiah. Is that what you're saying? Because Rogues were attacking a neighbouring pack and I was there helping them. They kept leaving photos of Josiah and this was the last one." I say handing him the photo of Tessa with the message on the back.