Monologue Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

“Your father's partners have been showing up here quite frequently trying to find you, dear. Shaking my head slightly, I explained that I had already met two of them, and some of the bastards shot and killed Monica, making her eyes bulge as she gasped. “Oh dear, they've gone too far,” she responded. She clasped my hands in her chilled ones and gave me a sympathetic look. “Mom, you need blood, you're a fledgling vampire,” I muttered in worry and her eyes lowered. “I don't want to harm anyone, Jade, and have decided that this is my punishment for betraying Byron.”

I wondered idly if I should inform her that I could every single word. "Your three minutes are up." I announced when I got tired of her fumbling. "God damnit!" She screeched again, and I winced. Yep. Definitely going to try her damnedest. It’s a damn good thing that being a vampire is essentially the same thing as being a starfish. All parts can be regrown, except for of course, a new head. "Inside voice Jo. Use your inside voice." I cautioned. "What is your question?"

She recalled how she had tried to deceive Starvos to steal his blood and was certain that there would be no more chances for her to take his blood without his notice. “That’s why werewolves are troublesome,” whispered Mona. “But if I messed it up now, I would be royally fucked,” she whispered to herself and then stared at the boiling liquid. Quickly she tilted the flask of blood into the beaker and chanted a magic spell, followed by serious of chanting, “Please work, please work, please work!” Mona opened her eyes to see there were no gray clouds seeping out off the beakers. She also noticed how everything was normal and finally breathed out in relief, “Just one more thing and we will get th

She pouted then trudged out of the room. Nadia widened her eyes as the man came closer to her. He lifted his own wrist to his mouth and chomped down. The sound of breaking skin sent a cringing shiver down her spine. Blood pooled from the prick and Damon offered her his wrist. Nadia instantly shook her head. “You’re delusional.” She retorted. Damon furrowed his brows. “Vampire blood heals little wolf.” He urged his wrist forward for her to take. “I’m not drinking that.” She pursed her lips.

Diana was more surprised by what she saw. In front of her was a bunch of men--vampires who were far more numerous than before. Her breath hitched, while her facial expression instantly hardened. She felt angry, especially when she heard a very loud scream. "How long are you going to stop doing all this!?" Kevin shouted. "I don't understand at all," Dominic replied casually. "Isn't it enough that you sacrificed the two vampires and used the twins!? Now you want to kill Pine!! YOU ARE A MONSTER!"

With a shaky breath, he began to murmur in their ancient vampire language. "I, Xavier Moravia Rastislav claim you, Anna Michelle Greyson as my queen, my soulmate for all eternity. Until we both rest in eternal bliss. Hear me with your heart. Dream of me with your soul. Until we meet again, my Mish." With tears in his eyes, he sank his teeth into her neck. Sobbing as he claimed his beloved Anna Michelle. Until we meet again, my precious love. _____________

It was evident that he held a wealth of knowledge, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of hope that he would provide the answers I sought. "Tell me, my dear," he began, his voice a melodious blend of wisdom and compassion, "what brings you here today? How can I be of service to you?" Taking a deep breath, I mustered the courage to articulate my deepest inquiries. "Dr. Julian," I started, my voice trembling slightly, "I have often wondered about the nature of my being. Is there something inherently different about me that allows me to carry the child of a vampire? I have searched for answers, but they elude me."

We approached a group of individuals, their eyes sharp and calculating, as if they were assessing me from head to toe. Dorian's voice, smooth and reassuring, broke the tension. "Allow me to introduce you to some of our esteemed guests, my love," he said, his words laced with a protective undertone. "This is Elder James, a vampire elder, renowned for his shrewdness and wisdom." Lord Aldrich, with his piercing gaze and distinguished demeanor, inclined his head politely. "A pleasure to meet you, Luna Monroe," he said, his voice a velvet whisper that carried an air of authority.

I heard the male vampire speak; he said, "That's it baby, but give me more. Fuck, you're so tight. I want to feel those fangs on my neck when you're done riding me, understood?" She nodded, tears pouring down her cheeks. She kept riding, her ass bouncing as she did so. Suddenly, she leaned forward after screaming in pleasure, wrapping her arms around him. The male vampire snarled out as she turned her head and sank her fangs into him with no hesitation.

—I wouldn't want to be you, let alone after what you did. The idiot Oliver mocks me as he walks away with his friends, I snort in annoyance because it seems like everyone is afraid of Antton, as if he's my death sentence. I don't care what others say, I don't care, the only thing I care about is what feeling is burning me, "at what point did I fall in love with that soulless vampire?" —Are you ok? —Madi was next to me and I didn't realize at what moment he arrived. —It's him you're crying for, isn't it?