Luke Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

The cloud roared as heavy rain poured down from the sky, dampening Devon and his Beta. After running for more than thirty minutes, they arrived at a house. Lucas looked at them with scrutinizing eyes. “Is this the place?” He asked Devon, as he was getting tired of running already. He got no reply, as expected. Devon wasn’t even paying attention to him. Everywhere was filled with thick darkness as they walked onto the premises. It wasn’t a problem for them, because they were Lycans. Lycanthropes had great eyesight. They could see from a long distance, they could also hear from a long distance, and had a great sense of smell too.

She shot up and ran out of the room crying, having no choice but follow my command. It's for her own good. I can't have here hanging around in my room after I just found out my control over my lycan has dwindled. That never happened before, and I have no idea why. My name is Alaric Romanov Dmitri Graymore. I'm a Lycan, and I need a son to finally claim my throne. This is what my father wanted before he could pass down the title to me, as the Lycan King. I'd searched high and low for my mate, and when I found her, somehow I had this weird, nagging feeling telling me that this isn't right. I ignored it, and took her against her parents' will.

The collision of their worlds loomed before her, leaving Isabella grappling with an overwhelming mix of emotions. Adam stepped out of his car, his eyes widening in shock as they fell upon Giovanni, who seemed equally stunned. Their faces drained of color, their hands clenched tightly as they locked eyes, a tense silence settling between them. In that moment, the weight of their shared bloodline and the complexities of their intertwined destinies became all too clear. With a dawning realization, Adam understood that Isabella had married Giovanni—his own stepbrother. The revelation hit him like a bolt of lightning. Not only was Giovanni a Lycan, just like Adam, but he also held authority over

" And with the great hunt coming up in a , I need to find a solution to this. What's a lycan king without it's lycan?" She kept quiet for a while until finally she spoke."Get up." motioned to me before setting the teacup onto the kitchenette. She walked towards me and the moment she was just a couple of inches from me, she cupped both my cheeks in her hands and stared into my eyes. Slowly, I watched her white eyes give way to the fiery red ones I met earlier. All I can see is a hollow void and her voice filled my ears as she muttered an incoherent string of words. With each chant she recited,her eyes became hollow. The lights in the room and beyond began to flicker as the wind howled from

His lips pulled into a lazy smile, but his eyes were sharp and hungry. One look at him and I knew — vampire. My shoulders tensed on instinct. “Well, hello,” he drawled. “Have you, by any chance, seen my beautiful boy? Short, dark hair. Pretty blue eyes. Running through the hallways?” I forced my voice to stay steady. “Um… no. Maybe he ran down that way.” I pointed down the hall. “I heard noise earlier, but I didn’t check, so he probably went there.” I stepped forward a little, on purpose, blocking his view into the room.

someone yelled. “It’s forbidden magic!” Lucas remained silent, eyes burning. The air seemed to thicken. Then someone shouted, “He must be a child of a witch!” My breath caught and my eyes widened. What? I turned to look at him but he didn’t flinch. He didn’t deny it. Neither did Logan or Landon. They stepped forward, drawing their swords in unison. Their guards followed without question. “You all…? You're not full lycans?!” I breathed.

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

The daughter of a well-known vampire who was one of the oldest in the city going missing or running away would be sure to spark some level of interest. "You have no idea what you're talking about," I seethed at him. "No?" he asked mockingly. "Then, please enlighten me." I sighed and looked back at Gavin in the car. He was waiting for me, but it wasn't the right decision to have this conversation right in front of the hotel where anyone could hear us. Francis could recognize any of the other purebloods and realize the party was happening inside. I walked away from him with a beckoning look and took him to the side of the building where I had rushed out of only earlier.

“My clan leader is mated with a vampire from a powerful vampire clan,” Luke explained. “None of that matters because he looks at the heart, not what kind of creature one is.” She didn’t trust that, but she didn’t contradict it. He rested his elbows on his knees, leaning forward.

Especially considering that Adam is a vampire. From one of the books I read in the Blue Moon library, one of the ways vampires survive is by drinking blood. He won't attack us, right? “If he attacked us, I will break all his arms and legs.” I heard Luca speak in our mind-link. Well, that's right. My Luca is here. He will take care of me. I smiled a little and leaned against Luca's warm body. I sat right between his legs and he circled me to make me feel warmer.