Klaus Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Since then, all the vampires have been preparing for war and looking forward to the day where they would take over and have the authority. Klaus on the other hand, has full inner hatred towards Kyle but he didn't make it known. He only wished he would die by the hands of the Chosen One on the battleground. __ Music Recommendation: Take a life with me By Tree Adams _ Kyra looked down from her window and she could see everyone training. She watched them all day long and for day, sacrificing their time and preparing for war. Despite the condition of the weather, either it be sunny or windy or even if it was raining, they were there, preparing.

Even now, among the vampires, they are referred to as vampires of the clan of KuLaa. To them, KuLaa was the most powerful vampire they had ever met. Even before she became a Supreme True blood, the number of True Bloods who can level up with her in an all out fight was not up to five in the vampire realm. They have witnessed her take down two powerful Clans and take over their properties and businesses. When she became a Supreme True blood, many families and clans tried to get her to mate with their males since she refused to marry, but she refused. Because of this, she was considered selfish and a sinner of the vampire realm. But since none was as powerful as her, there was nothing they co

royal clan Kyrian wiped Ilyana's lips with a white napkin. Lifting the girl from the chair, the young man threw back blond strands of hair over his shoulders, running his hand over silky, pale skin. Now the vampire kept his toy in a small room, whose windows were covered with a heavy curtain - the Lord wanted to create an unnaturally pale shade of the girl’s skin. So Ilyana will look like an angel descended from heaven, and vampires will look next to her as creatures close to God, not frightening with their pallor.

None of us spoke for a short while. I looked down at my feet, hoping that the heat would soon leave my face and it would return to its normal color. “I’m just saying—” “Shut up,” I said quickly, raising my gaze to meet his eyes. He looked at me for a moment longer before shrugging and turning back to Mulligan who stood before us awkwardly trying to avoid all eye contact. “Are you two done?” He muttered. “We need to find out if our theories are true. We have to figure out if it’s actually Tessa’s blood and scent that is drawing in these new vampires and killing those who get close to her.”

A chilling shiver went up her back. Her heartbeat accelerated thumping like a war drum in her temples as it traveled down her spine. She whirled around again looking from one suspicious shadow to another and around the alley. nothing. Nothing at all. However the instinct that had prompted her to accelerate her pace a few minutes before was now yelling in the back of her mind alerting her to the fact that she was not alone. She called her voice more firm than she had imagined Whos there?. Even from a drunk or a thief she nearly hoped for a response—something concrete to face. However the wind was the only one to respond a high-pitched whistle that seemed to mock her boldness. Her cotton glove

“I knew it.” Daisy turned sharply toward me. “Who’s Klaudius?” I looked out the window, watching as the clouds slowly drifted across the moonlight. “He’s not just anyone, Daisy. He’s the vampire's king.” I turned back to her. “Klaudius is the Blood King. The first vampire to ever organize the blood clans and try to wipe out all Alpha bloodlines centuries ago. He vanished after the Great War, but I always suspected he was still pulling strings.”

she whispered she watched him nod and run quickly away, she made her way further back into the wall into the shadows looking at the movement and shift of the crowd “alex who...?!” dius said holding on to the bloody body of one of his people red eyes let out bloody tears as they all watched “he’s coming” was all the vamp got out before his form began to turn to ash

she snapped, stepping between us, heels clicking, her glare pinning him like a bug. “Velan values my educational peace at school. You think he’ll like you starting a bloodbath here? Last time you pulled tricks, I had you screaming after detention, Velan let me carve you up slowly. Try it again, and I’ll make sure he finishes you. I can’t study with this mess—does that matter to you, or just your pathetic groveling?” Klaus went white, hands jerking up. “No—no, I swear, I didn’t mean—please don’t tell him!” His loyal vampire students froze, eyes darting between them.

Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon. "Who?" He frowned. "Vampire Diaries. Ring a bell?" He shook his head. "Never mind then." I sighed. "My name is Damon Cullen," he stated. I gave him a long look. This was suspicious. "Do you have someone named Edward Cullen in your family?" I questioned. "No, and I don't know why you're stating all of these names. Besides, I don't have a family." I got disappointed at his answer since I was kinda wishing he would've said yes. His whole existence is just a huge coincidence.

In the evening after my tutor left, I was terribly bored. Since that day when Eren called himself a 'sugar daddy', Mrs. Clara can't help but to glare at him everytime she sees him. I find this amusing. Dull, I have settled comfortably on the couch with a bowl of popcorn to watch the last season of the Vampire Diaries. I have watched all the seven seasons long time back and forgot to watch the last one when it got out. I’ve decided to watch it this month since I will be bored at home as it’s a bit forbidden for me to go out.