Lorenzo Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

And then he realizes something. Lorenzo is a calm collective guy, but when pushed into depression he makes the wrong decisions without caring who he's hurting. The last time he got turned down, he was so upset that he made Luca seduce the woman and sleep with her, and then released the clip showing just the woman.

"It's complicated, actually. And it might get more complicated from here. You know the capo of Chicago, right? Lorenzo?" "Mmm," Cole hummed in reply. "The one M16 had been working to get evidence to bring down. That guy is smart and ruthless... and he left no traces behind." "He has my mate..." I ignored what he had to say about Lorenzo from M16. Cole was not only a college friend; he knew most of my secrets. He knew I was a werewolf, and he knew about mates. He said he preferred his human life away from being wolfish in nature. "Lorenzo was married to my mate; a forced marriage, actually. She didn't want it, but Lorenzo wouldn't let her. But right now, as we speak, Lorenzo is going to make

he growls, his voice filled with defiance. But the vampire merely laughs, taunting him. “Pathetic.” Just as the vampire is about to deliver another blow, a blast of magic explodes from the elven warriors, striking him and forcing him back. He stumbles, momentarily disoriented, and Lorenzo seizes the opportunity. With a roar, he lunges forward, his claws sinking into the vampire’s shoulder, tearing through flesh. The vampire shrieks in pain, his smug expression replaced with rage and frustration. “You’re not invincible,” Lorenzo snarls, his voice laced with satisfaction. “And you’ll never get that artifact.”

I might get a miscarriage from their rough sex from father to son, back to father and then son till they were tired. As I coughed from the tight grip of my so-called husband, I slowly walked back. With the side of my eyes, I could see that they had locked the door and Jasper was already working on his trousers as well. Alpha Marcus was already naked, he was marching towards me when I pushed myself from the window. “What is she fucking—” I landed on fours, my werewolf didn't disappoint me at all. She was indeed an angel, that's why I gave her the name Angel. Although she was slow when it came to transforming, she did well today.

With Calypso defeated, the enchantments imprisoning Lola, Evin, and Lara dissipate, freeing them from their captivity. Relief washed over them as they joined Erin and an injured Duncan, happy and mingling with awe at the sight of the Fanged Gods. Thorlon, the mighty Fanged God, stepped forward, his gaze meeting Erin’s with solemn intensity. In a voice that resonated with ancient power, he revealed the truth that had aunted her for so long: Alpha Mirthon, Duncan’s father, was the werewolf who had taken Darcy’s life, her first beloved human soul mate. And now, Darcy had returned, reincarnated into Duncan, the son of his murderer.

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

6'0 Lorenzo:Younger twin.Fun ,loving and a prankster.His good at hacking.Overproctective of his younger siblings but mostly Alessa.6'0 Vincent:Their Dad.45 years old.Cold, ruthless,mean, unmerciful and current mafia don.Loves all his children but mostly Alessa and also has a soft spot only for her.Would do anything to make Alessa happy and supper overprotective of her.Values family the most

"When y‌ou sl‌ammed a fifty-page ma‌rriage contr‌act on the table and told me I ha​d twenty-​four hours to become your wife?" "I was an arrogant fool," Loren⁠zo admit​ted, a self-deprecating laugh escaping his chest‌. "I thoug‌ht I cou​ld buy loyalt​y. I th‌ought love‌ was a​ we‌ak​ness that would⁠ get me kill‍ed." He reached out and cupped my fac‍e, his tou​c⁠h as⁠ reverent and tender as it had been​ on t⁠he‍ day we stood at the alta​r in S​icily.

His dangerous tone from earlier is gone, replaced by something raw and demanding. “No,” I whisper, my voice trembling as I stare at the blood pooling under his hand. “I… I am fine.” Lorenzo lets out a rough breath, his jaw clenching tightly as a wave of pain hits him. He shuts his eyes for a brief second, his shoulders sinking slightly. “Good,” he murmurs, his voice dropping to a harsh whisper. He opens his eyes, the dark, monstrous fire returning to them as he looks at his mother, then back to me. “Because this war has just begun.”

I added quietly, feeling a knot of anxiety twist in my stomach. Lorenzo’s entire body tensed. His jaw clenched, and his eyes darkened with a primal fury. “I’m going to kill him,” he growled, the air around him suddenly thick with menace. “No,” I quickly placed my hand on his, feeling the raw power radiating off of him. “Lorenzo, please, calm down. I’m yours, and no one…especially not Xavier…is going to take me away from you. He’s in the past.”