Mason Lockwood Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

“Wolf bites are deadly to vampires. There’s no healing, no cure.” “So, that’s it?” Katie looks bewildered from Mason to the vampire. “He’s just going to die?” “Yes,” Braden groans weakly. “Not immediately. Only after a couple of days of intense pain.” Mason stands up slowly, and like a zombie, walks to the door and plucks a robe off a hook, draping it over himself. “Mason, what the fuck were you thinking?” I demand, stepping in front of him. “What if more vampires come after us?”

I inhaled deeply and upon exhale, I started to quietly ramble off a list of everything that had happened recently, “Tristan, Tyler and Cassie are werewolves. A vampire Prince wants me to be his Princess, so he attacked Tristan, now Tristan's in a coma. I ran away and made my way to you. On the bus I met another hunter called Mason, who apparently is my soul mate. He took me to meet dad. I chose to come home to be with Tristan, and now Mason is heartbroken and is currently making his way to Jasper to kill him,” I inhaled deeply again as I finally finished my rant.

His eyes flew open as he glared at me. "You kissed?! You did…!" He raked his fingers down his short blonde hair. "Please tell me this is a joke, Damon." "That isn't what's important, Max." I continued. Did he suddenly forget about the part where I said I had felt Aries? "I felt him, Max. He was as strong as ever. I even…I even saw my claws spring out, and my fangs too. I was struggling not to shift, Max. I have barely seen Aries in years, and I was struggling not to shift last night! Don't you see it, Max?" I shifted towards the edge of the bed, and placed my legs on the ground.

“Liam Miller.” Mason closed his eyes briefly, clearly annoyed. “Of course, that motherfucker is here too.” “Hey,” I said, smirking. “He’s a bit of a jerk, yeah, but he did help save our pack.” Mason shook his head, muttering under his breath. Then, to my surprise, he pulled me closer, wrapping a possesive arm around my shoulders. I rested my head against his chest, breathing in his scent. “I guess you’ve collected the whole set from the Howling Night, huh?” he said sarcastically.

It was the hair of a Supernatural being; it was the hair of a werewolf. “We have to get the asshole who did this, I will kill the person myself.” Mason said in anger, so furious that his claws had slipped out of his fingers and his bright blue werewolf eyes were visible for a moment. I flipped a comfy chair to its natural position. The covering at the back was ripped off but the chair itself was ‘sitable’ all the same. I began to busy my mind with all possibilities that were before us. It could be that he had been in a big fight and got hurt...but then what about his wife and two little kids?

I screamed, I groaned, I wept. Sydney slumped on the ground as tears rolled down her cheeks "Please stop.... Please stop, you are hurting him". Drakas grinned "Ohhh I've heard a lot about you Sydney the vampire princess but I can't help but wonder why out of all the supernatural males in this universe.....out of all the werewolves....out of all the Alphas, you had to pick this Monster" and he kicked me on my stomach. Hunter groaned and struggled to stand up "Stop it Drakas".

I said innocently while trying to chew and I honestly have no idea how that worked. Cassie and Sophia burst out laughing their asses out. Cassie and Sophia are my best friend. Cassie was a white wolf, she was the eldest of the three of us, the fastest and my elder brothers mate, who happens to be the Alpha of Inara pack, which is my pack. Cassie is one of my mom's book class member's daughter, hence how we met and how she ended up being my brother's mate.

Then I proceeded to help my mom set the table. As my mom was rounding up in the kitchen the doorbell rang. “Check the door, Sierra,” my mom’s voice rang out from the kitchen. “I know,” I called back. I walked to the door and opened it. An unfamiliar man was standing on the porch. He exceeded a powerful aura. I frowned, “Who are you?” “Hi, you must be Sierra,” he smiled at me. My frown deepened, “How the fuck do you know my name?” He chuckled, “I’m Thane Valtor, the Lycan King, your mother’s mate.”

It infuriates me. "I know what kind of guy you're really into. You like the bad boy type." His lips gently glazed on my neck making chills erupt all over my body. "The dominating ones who know how to make you feel good like that book I just read." His hands latched on to my legs pulling them and forcing them to wrap around his waist. He was now holding me against the wall while slowly sucking on the sensitive skin of my neck. Small moans escaped from my mouth. "I can already tell that Ryan isn't the one who would give you all of that Maya." He started moving towards my bed and dropped me on it. Damon climbed on top of me and settled in between my legs. His lips found mine and a rough hungry

“Yes. It is possible, especially if the person is a powerful witch. That's why I wish to know about your parents.” “Actually, my dad is the beta of the Lockwood pack. As for my mom, she died when I was still a child and hence, I don't know that much about her. My dad wouldn't tell me what there is to know about my mom. I only know that he blames me for my mother's death.”