Monique Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

She has a fond smile tugging at her lips. "You haven't found your mate yet?" I gape at her, and she shakes her head. I scrunch my nose, feeling bad for her. "Hopefully, the moon goddess will have mercy on me," she adds. Then she looks at Kaziel, who simply goes ahead to check on the pasta. "What is it, Kira?” he asks her, and she winces. "I just got new intel. Vanya has been gathering a vampire army, Alpha."

At this moment, she was startled to realize that those characteristics were exactly like the vampire character in the movie she had seen. - No, he wears colored contact lenses. – She replied. Michael's sigh showed his helplessness when this girl kept protecting the person she always thought was her biological brother. Just as he was about to open his mouth to further analyze for her to understand the dangers of being with vampires, the phone in his pocket rang, and on the other end was Bevis's voice. - I'm listening.

"Still as suspicious as your father was. Fine. Let’s not waste time with small talk. You know about the treaty with the Lycan King?" "Everyone does," I said. "The border packs send their daughters to the royal court as... hostages. Concubines." "Exactly," Gideon said, leaning forward. "To ensure our loyalty. The King’s envoy arrives tomorrow to collect our contribution. And you, Serenity, are going to represent Moonlake Crest." The air left my lungs in one sharp gasp. I stared at him. "The treaty says the Alpha's oldest daughter goes. That's Sienna."

Monique was unperturbed. She was dressed in a pink dress that complimented her alluring body. Her skin was fair and silky, her eyebrows arched like the moon, with her dark pupils glowing under. Xavier wanted to say something, but he saw the glint in her eyes and caught off short. This was his first time seeing Monique with this look on. In the past, no matter how agitated she was, she would not speak up to him, as she would usually laugh it off and walk away. However, she seemed rather different today, a sense of coldness exuded from her, which scared Xavier off as he remained silent for a while.

she said with a feisty grin. Still leery about her I shook my head and began to weep again as thoughts of what had occurred filled my head Oh crap, I hate seeing young pups cry,” she said softly and attempted to wipe off my cheeks with her fine silk handkerchief. Breathing in through my mouth I moved away from her afraid she was going to strike me. She straightened up and sighed. “Listen little one, my name is Monica Rex and I'm a Lycan. I am employed by the Noatak River Pack and can help you if you'll allow me,” she said firmly.

“I’m here! I’m back.” ****** Monique sat up as she felt sweat on her forehead and neck. She reached her head. The girl’s memories are clear. There’s also Bella’s doppelgänger and the vampire, Lavinia. This person’s body was royal. A vampire royal. She reached her chest as it got tighter. Seeing the First Vampire King, and the excitement this person had only meant that she’s been away at a young age. “Monique,” Ciel approached. “What’s going on?”

He shoves her off so hard she flies thirty feet before smacking into a thick tree trunk. Pain shoots up Monica's spine, and this time, her wolf's whimpers are real. Excruciating pain fills her chest, and she knows this is the end. The male laughs as two more grinning vampires appear. "Look what we found...the fake Luna," one says happily as he watches his friend close in. Monica's wolf whimpers one more time before shifting back to human form. Monica lifts her chin defiantly, and looks them all dead in the face. She hides the pain building within her body as she using the little bit of strength she has left.

Danni was watching me carefully, taking in every change in my expressions, as she waited patiently for me to explain. But what was I supposed to tell her? “There was…someone else; another …guy who came out of nowhere. He…he was…” I fumbled with my words, because I simply didn’t know how to explain what I’d seen – not in a way that would make sense, and not leave me looking completely crazy. How do you tell your friend that you were saved by a vampire? Better yet, how do you make them believe you? Especially when you’re not sure ‘you’ even believe you?

I could see the way she was fighting with herself, trying to act like the intoxicating aroma of the ice cream wasn’t killing her. Daren had mentioned it once, talked about her unusual obsession with anything cookie and in a way, it had gotten stuck at the back of my mind. “Where are you taking me to?” she asked in a softer tone. If I weren’t scared of crashing and endangering her, I would have skidded the car off the road. Monique was never soft spoken when it came to me. In fact, she was anything but gentle. “Radek!” she hissed.

Dawn purrs and closes her eyes leaning into Monica's touch. Monica's age is probably older than Michael and if the rumors are true, she is older than Michael's grandfather. But she looks like she barely stepped into her thirties. Her hair is as black as the night and her eyes are just a mirror to her black hair. "Why are you here? Where is your mate?" Monica asks me and even Dawn is taken aback by that question. "Oh you can shift back, you know. I don't like humans but I never said I don't like you," Monica laughs and walks into her house further.