Marcel Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

"I'll feel better when we're out of here," Tyler said. We were locking up the villa when I felt a familiar tingling on the back of my neck. "Shit," Tyler said. She had felt it, too. My first thought was Athena, but it was a masculine voice that spoke. "Leaving so soon?" It was the heavily accented voice of Marcelle. We spun around to see not only Marcelle and his second in command Paolo, but five other Vampires as well.

I asked quietly. Nico crossed his arms, his head faintly tilting to the side. "What do you mean?" He asked. His question seemed to cause an all-out mess to form in my head, causing even more of a mess as my answer. "How am I supposed to keep a vampire from doing whatever they want with me? I know that I don't belong to them, but I still couldn't do anything to stop them! Even if I did try to stop them they could still easily overpower me," Panic was quickly beginning to show as my words became quicker," What if they threatened to hurt or kill me? What if they just forced themselves on me? Then what would I do? I want to be a good and obedient pet and follow your rules, but I still can't stop

Once she was done she pushed Cassie's dead body to the ground and got on the bed taking Cassie's position and imitating how Cassie laid on the bed. Mia, Marcel and his mate Rufus’s daughter. Mia is a fifteen years older vampire, she was once human until the day Marcel and Rufus adopted her. Mia was an outcast at the orphanage, not many kids talked to her, many bullied her all because she saw weird things. To them it was weird but to Marcel and Rufus who heard of her knew she had a third eye and could see what the other children couldn’t see, at that time she saw it as a curse until she meant her parents who showed her their words and surprisingly she fitted in perfectly.

Jan.22.2021 Lyra. Lyra sat silently at the dining table eating her bowl of cereal, she kept a separate bowl for marcel who she could hear approaching from his room. For a vampire, he'd seemed to enjoy staying awake during the daytime rather than at night. "Good morning love." Marcellus whistled as he sat across Lyra, dragging the bowl of cereal to himself. "Good morning Mr Marcel." "I told you not to call me that."

“Can I have a beer?” “Sure,” Amaya said, she quickly returned with a bottle of beer. “How is your vampire slaying going?” She whispered. “I think that we have one vampire inside Arcadia grill.” Marissa eyed her as she sipped from the bottle of beer. Colby sipped from the soda can, narrowing his eyes toward Marissa. He just met a teenage girl who knew a vampire hunter. It meant that they weren't the only vampires in Arcadia Falls. He had to tell his brothers

“If he didn’t have a crush on you, I would date him. I want nothing to do with men you are involved with.” “You were going to make Jer your rebound?” I raise my eyebrows. “You are going through a breakup.” “You mean pretend break up?” “Pretend?” I echo. “When I stole your memory sticks and ruined your PC, I was mad.” She winces. “The vampire syndrome messed up Marcel’s brain and body. Marcel is the reason you started this research, but he isn’t here anymore. So, I thought that if our brother suffered and died before you got the cure, others should suffer as well.”

Lesly asked out of curiosity. "It's nothing I'm just used to it," he said while giving Lesly some sliced apple. Lesly never asks again the thing is he loves Ranz more than anything else. On the other hand, Waylan keeps researching if there's a vampire who doesn't have the ability to cure their wounds. She remembers the day when Zeal got hit by a bomb and he can't cure his wounds. He's wondering why? She keeps wondering too if the person she saw in the bookstore is lying or not.

Since Sapphire was pregnant, I know she’d not be able to shift to her wolf except she wants to lose her baby. I felt her canines on my hand, digging into my flesh. My hands reached for anything I could pick from the floor, and I gripped a piece of wood, crashing it on her head. She rolled over. I heard Daryl curse. Marcel was gradually overpowering him. Marcel was way bigger than Daryl so that put Daryl at a disadvantage.

he tells me. "You don't have to apologize, Damien. I am not complaining," I tell him and wrap my hands around his neck. I want to kiss him. I want to kiss all his sadness away. I stare at his sexy inviting lips and caress his neck, on the spot where I marked him last night. Vampires heal really fast, even faster than werewolves. I know my mark won't be there for long. At least the one he gave me is still there and fresh. He looks at me and then smiles,

“I’m sure the wind just swept through here and happened to destroy their home while you were here.” “What business is it of yours?” Scarlet snapped. “Who are you all? What are you doing in my house? I didn’t invite you in.” “No, my lady,” one said, “a vampire never invites anyone in.” Scarlet stared back in the tense silence, wondering how much they knew. “We have come to help you,” another said. “To cure you.” The three priests she didn’t know stepped forward. Each took a shiny silver crucifix from inside their waistband, held it up toward her, and began to chant in Latin: