Marcel Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

The vampire backs up when he sees Willow, Gwenael finally stirring, his eyes flickering open and looking towards Marcel, confused. “You’re running from your own!” Alaric shouts at Marcel incredulously as he backs away from Willow himself, his hands up. “She isn’t one of us; she isn’t anything like any of us! You all need to run as well.” Marcel stumbles back. “Usually a witch is turned and they lose most of their powers. She’s different, she’s crazy.” He jerks his thumb towards Willow who laughs.

It’s almost time for her to have someone close other than her mother and brother. “Oh, don’t be shy around me, April Rose. Worry less, I don’t bite, but perhaps I would suck your blood, graahhhh!” Marceline blabbered out, making her voice raspy like a monster trying to scare some kid before eventually popping her fangs out and licking them. “What?” April Rose felt frightened for a bit until Marceline gradually transitioned into a mirthful giggle. “I’m just kidding. This vampire is a certified vegan!” Marceline trailed off.

“Vampires like him don’t usually give up information easily.” “He’ll talk,” I said, my voice cold and certain. “He doesn’t have a choice.” The vampire we were after, an old vampire known as Marcellus, had been living in the shadows for centuries. He had a reputation for knowing things—things that most vampires wouldn’t, or couldn’t, know. If anyone had information about the hunters, it would be him. And if he didn’t, well, we would make sure he regretted wasting our time.

I hoped that Ryder would return to Mexico and try to gather intel from there. The compound was built over the tunnels so Ryder might not know where we were but he’d know that this time I was still alive. I knew he wouldn’t stop looking for me, until our bond snapped at least. I sat quietly, preserving my energy for what was to come. A few hours later the cell door opened with a loud creak and I opened my eyes. Marcel stood with four other vampires, all packing semi-automatic rifles aimed at me. I hadn’t realized what a big threat I was to them and stood up.

Alexander was the one who saw the situation and sensed what was going on, and it was that hunch that led me to be part of the negotiations that brought about the end of what seemed to be an endless war. “That's why you agreed to help us,” I said and he looked at me seriously before nodding. “You don't want history to repeat itself.” “I know firsthand what that magic does to vampires and the huge cost that comes with it, and I don't want that to snowball into something that drags us down completely,” Marcel said sternly. “My people still have night terrors from the things they were forced to do, believe it or not.” “They take human and supernatural blood, they feed on it, you'll excuse me if

I was transferred to the Level One island when, in my first few weeks at the island, two of the counselors turned out to be traitors who had been trying to open the vaults in the interlinked tunnels underneath the islands. That whole incident resulted in an explosion of my abilities, making me realize that I am not human but vampire. However, if I thought that was it, just two months ago, when Rachel Adkins, one of the prodigies having graduated from this camp, returned as an Assistant Counselor and ended up stealing the contents of the vault under the Level One island and attacked me. Later on, the Director informed me that I was not a simple vampire but a Blood Moon Hybrid, a child between

Marcellus implied and she got up from the couch. "As you say Marcellus, remember you're a Lycan? You defeated them, you took your revenge and killed those werewolves. Stop blaming and start living a little. Loneliness won't give you a shit" giving him a last piece of advice, she turned around and jumped out of the window. Running into the woods, she disappeared. Marcellus had a choice to live in the city, between the humans and have a luxurious life but since his mate died, he didn't feel the urge to. It was useless for him to avail all that pleasure without anyone to share with.

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Hans snapped to attention just in time to catch his falling wine glass. “How daft can you be?!” he roared, his voice thundering across the hall in echoes. “That’s not very nice!” Thomas shouted back before sheepishly looking at the ground, shuffling his feet. Perhaps he shouldn’t have shouted back at a vampire. Hans was more preceptive, “What troubles you?” Marcelino had heard the commotion and ran over to the dining room. His bedroom was just next door. Vlad shook his head,” I thought you people were smart enough to figure it out.”

I counter. Meryl shakes her head. "No I wasn't. I was a Mara. A Mara is what we call the female version of an Alp Vampire. An Alp vampire can only be killed with the blood of a Mara and Vice versa. Meanwhile both the blood of an Alp and Mara is dangerous to all supernatural beings. Once Xander resurrected me. I came back as a normal Vampire." She explains. "See when Xavier lost his Mate. Our Parents imprisoned him because they were convinced that he would go rogue but Xavier was adamant that his Mate was alive and that he could feel it." Anessa is the one to speak this time.