Monologues From The Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Roman heaved as he gave a little thought to what West just said. “Vampires are going extinct or maybe they already are extinct. Darin survived because of where he had been, no one knows where. Darin is the only answer to this upgrade that I and Elijah want so bad. If I can threaten him with this lethal tool that you and your witches would get me, I win. That’s all.” Roman defended.

“Won’t you?” “I… I will.” “Look at you, my sweet baby girl, no longer afraid of vampires, are we?” “Not you… I’m not afraid of you…” “That’s good. Now, let me love you properly.”

“You seem pretty calm now, maybe my blood just had a delayed effect.” “Yes,” she said quickly. It occurred to her then that as much as Darian hated vampires, he had no idea how to handle one he wasn't prepared to kill. Neither did Brendan. “I don't think either of you understands how close I came to exposing us back there, or worse.” “We wouldn't have let it get to that point, Bella,” Brendan said, gesturing between him and Darian. “If you haven't noticed, we're kind of ripped. I think we can handle a scrawny little plasma vacuum like you.”

Once we all settled down on the round table. All lights were off, the spotlight was put on the door. After a buzz, it was opened there came a guy well built by seeing him I can feel he is a werewolf. The host announced, "Southside, Vincent Gabriel and Gabriel family". They too walked in and settled down. After a minute another buzz was heard and the host announced, "West side Damon Mikelson" once I heard the name my eyes went wide, I didn't take off my eyes on the door, once it opened, I saw Damon my baby all grown up, he looks so smart in his black suit, he didn't have anyone as a date. He is all alone, his eyes look lifeless, I just want to hug him tight as I can. He settled on the front t

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?

A voice suddenly interrupted "I guess that'll be me" The moment I turned to see Dimitri walking in, I knew things were about to get bloody but I smirked as I remembered that I'm a bloody vampire, I can't die as they would.

"Bella..." My arm stretched out hopelessly, as if I could somehow reach her, protect her from the monster looming over her. I felt a wave of despair wash over me, knowing I was powerless to save her. My vision began to tunnel, and I knew I was running out of time. With a Herculean effort, I tried to speak again, my voice cracking with desperation. "Run...Bella...run..." Bella's POV I was frozen in terror, my feet rooted to the spot as the vampire approached me. His golden pupils glowed like embers, illuminating the dark iris of his eyes. I felt small and insignificant in his powerful aura, like a tiny mouse caught in the gaze of a hungry hawk.

Kill. One male mutters, "Shit," as we attack, but that is the only thing we let them say. The three rogues lose their heads before they truly know we are upon them, and the male vampire who didn't talk gets his heart ripped out while he stands up to protect himself. The entire time our eyes are on the one that spoke about Monica. The one who knows who the informant is. As the remaining vampire witnesses, his friend's almost instant demise, his eyes fill with terror. We wrap our hand around his throat and lift him into the air while snarling.

“Vampires? Are you fucking serious right now?” “Never mind,” I said quickly, heat flooding my face. “Forget I asked.” “No, no, hold on.” Jeff was still grinning, wiping his eyes. “You want to know if I’ve seen vampires? Yeah, man. I’ve seen a whole fucking lot of them.” My blood turned to ice. “What?” “In Vampire Diaries,” he said, completely oblivious to the mini heart attack he’d just given me. “Damon Salvatore? Stefan? You seriously need to watch better TV, dude. That show’s fucking gold.”

Alpha Grayson said gravely, and I remembered Zayne’s words clearly. A war. I couldn’t afford it at the moment. The vampires would strike because that would be a weakness for us and an opportunity for them. “A monster tore out my Monica’s throat, and she lay there dead while a human, a pesky human, survived alone.” Angelou mourned, taking in shaky breaths as tears spiraled down her face. “Monica bit that human.” I couldn’t stop myself from blurting that out so they’d know that their daughter caused her death herself. “I’m sure you read the papers.”