Lorenzo Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Lorenzo bit out. His voice flooded with sarcasm. “Just fine? Are you two perhaps having some kind of relationship issues? I’m sure the terrible progression of this case has had a rather harsh effect on her.” Lorenzo felt his eyes begin to glow with pure hatred. “Well, I’m sure it wouldn’t be so horrible if Blue Moon would stop dumping these poor girls in the woods, then I’m sure she would be doing a hell of a lot better.” He waited to really see if Cruz would give anything away this time. He’d pretty much done all but directly place the blame on Cruz, himself.

"You're right. It is indeed a beautiful place." "Lorenzo? Who is Lorenzo?" "Tony's boyfriend. Just like Toni, he is one of my confidants and also one of the best doctors in the Laurent clan. You've seen it." "That black curly-haired man who barged into our room that time?" "You're right," Stephen laughed softly at his answer, pinching the tip of his nose. "Your memory is strong, I must admit." "If I do not have a strong memory, I will not get a scholarship and study law as I am now," Veronica narrowed her eyes. "And you better stop pinching my nose."

I opened my call app to check the time of our last call. My heart sank to my belly. Is lorenzo dead?

“Four fucking hundred years of empty beds, empty ruts, empty everything. And the Moon Goddess finally decides to throw us a bone. One perfect little omega who takes all three knots like she was born for it.” Vincenzo exhaled smoke in a slow line. “She’s real. She’s here. That’s what matters.” Lorenzo laughed under his breath. “Yeah, and my dick hasn’t stopped throbbing since we pulled out of her. I swear if I close my eyes I can still feel her throat squeezing around me while you two were locked in. Fuck. I’m going to need a cold shower every hour just to function.” Vincenzo’s amber gaze flicked to me where I sat in the corner armchair, legs spread, sweatpants doing nothing to hide the fact

He said softly as he took my hand. "Unfortunately, you caught the eyes of Don Lorenzo Raimondo, the devil of Sinclair City, the Diavolo of the Tenebre. He approached Don Pablo as a friend, enticing him with sweet words of how the Tenebre and the Vipers could be allies instead of rivals. You even became friends with his niece, but his goal was you. You turned him down countless times, but he continued to pursue you. Pablo wasn't pleased with him pestering you and tried to tell him off, even ending the alliance between the Tenebre and the Vipers, but Lorenzo was relentless. He was mad over you, and you were terrified. Despite everything, we got engaged, and he suddenly backed off. We were scep

I shoved past Freya, dropping to my knees beside Sera’s cot. “Move,” I said, my voice harsher than I meant. Freya stumbled back, still crying, but I didn’t have time to comfort her. I leaned over Sera, my hands shaking as I tilted her head to expose her neck. Her skin was clammy, pale, and the sight of her like this made my stomach churn. I let my fangs extend, Lebanon’s presence surging forward, and I bit down, releasing my Lycan venom into her bloodstream. It was instinct, primal, and I prayed it would work.

Andrew steps in, hijacking the conversation and giving me a moment to breathe. I turn away as he continues talking with Lorenzo, stepping quietly out the door. I inhale sharply as the door closes softly behind me, gulping in air with my hand to my chest. What was that? Lorenzo Black isn’t Lucien Moretti. I would’ve recognized those green eyes from a mile away. The thin white scar on his face looks old too and his hair…too brown to be the black my fingers ran through that night in Barcelona. Then it hits me.

My ignorant behaviour towards him was because he was my enemy's son. Scarlett's son who's now one year old. That is only saying... Lorenzo has been growing into an intelligent prince with greater knowledge of morals and values. I don't doubt the teaching of Aly. She's indeed a good nanny for my children. Lorenzo walked towards me with his small steps and bowed down respectfully. I don't know why he does that... It reminds me of Scarlett. ' Does this child know about his mother? Are vampires capable of knowing their birth mother? I haven't heard about it...' thoughts started snapping in my head.

"Caro, where is Ellie? Is she dozing off inside the carriage? After taking a trembling breath, Caroline raised her lifeless eyes to meet Portia's. She has left. Eloisa accompanied them. They removed my infant. Portia initially believed the inhuman cries of pain and wrath were coming from her own throat. Julian, however, had stumbled a few steps away from them and was now standing there, staring up at the house as if it were the resting place of all his dreams. Adrian remarked, his voice still scratchy from the smoke he had just swallowed, "Your plan must have been a spectacular success." "It's clear that you were successful in sending Valentine into a homicidal rage. She sent her minions to

Loren stood up and pounced her knife on the second vampire. “Mom!” I called when her knife missed the vampire. He was behind her in the blink of an eye. Smiling wickedly, he placed his hand on her chin and above her head. “No!” I screamed, but he had already done what I was afraid of. He twisted her neck. Loren’s lifeless body dropped to the ground. My knees turned to jelly. The vampire I was fighting off forced his knife on my chest, missing my heart, but I felt no pain.