My Babysitter's A Vampire Cast Rory Novels & Stories

RORY The big man stops in front of us and extends a hand to my father. "Mr. Tremaine." His voice is deep, rough and husky, and fuck, my knees tremble slightly when I hear it. Dad returns his handshake with a small smile on his face and gestures to me. Me, his daughter who has still not found the strength nor the will to lift her jaw off the ground and act like a human being with a working brain. "This is my daughter, Rory." Then to me, dad says, "Rory, this is Carter Whitlock and he's going to be your bodyguard."

I had to get this out, or I was going to lose it. “Luna isn’t human... I don’t know... maybe I’m going crazy,” I finally said. “She has no pulse. Her fangs grew longer, and her eyes changed color. Oh my God!” I gasped for air. James sighed and patted my back, trying to calm me down. “Ruby, calm down. I know. Luna is a vampire. Just breathe.” His words hit me like a truck. I almost stopped breathing. He knew? I managed to catch my breath but stared at him in disbelief. “You knew?!” I practically yelled.

He is about to pounce on it when I grab him by his collar, stopping him. “Hey, Idiot! Did you finally lose it?” I grit my teeth as a fly to one of the highest branches of the adjacent tree with him. “Why?” He yells back without looking at me, irritated since I disrupted his hunt. “Were you planning to hunt that mad bison or get thrashed by it?” I say in a deadly cold voice, appearing highly miffed. “My dear malfunctioned robot brother, I’m a vampire, remember?” Orlo arches his eyebrows as he turns towards me. “I won’t die- hey wait! Your eyes turn into a creamy golden color. You already had your fill?”

“I’m not. If anything, I want to murder him myself.” He doesn’t speak, he just stares at me. I push off the desk, pacing now. “You don’t understand what I saw, Jax. You didn’t see her eyes. You didn’t smell the shift. Her hands, her claws—they were like daggers. And her teeth…” I pause, remembering it. The moment Rory nearly sank her fangs into Briar’s neck on instinct. “She’s not human” I say, my voice cracking with something I refuse to name. “She’s a big threat.”

I finished. Rory’s voice trembled. “Then what will he see?” “A rival.” Darius swore under his breath. Rory shook her head slowly. “No… I’m human.” “You were, we don't know what you are now,” I corrected before I could stop myself. Draven shot me a look but it was too late. Rory’s breathing picked up. “I don’t understand—” “Stop,” Darius said suddenly. We all turned toward him. His head tilted slightly, nostrils flaring.

Something terrible. My heart hammered as I turned the corner …and froze. My eyes opened. My heart stopped. There, in the center of the hall Someone lay on the ground. Bleeding. Still. Horror carved across their faces. And standing over the body Kael. But I didn’t know which one. He lifted his head slowly. His eyes glowed. And he whispered, voice raw and broken: “Rory… don’t come closer.” Which Kael stands before her lover or monster?

I knew it was like being courted by the devil, yet like a foolish lamb who laid herself on the sacrificial table, I reached for his hand, not knowing that it would consume my reckless heart. Carter left me. The man who promised to love me till the end left without a proper explanation. Coming here to Lynnwood to live with my mom was what I thought the best for me. I thought I could finally have the peaceful life I wanted. Turns out I just made my life messier than I had imagined. I fell in love with a vampire, got involved with his entire family, and even discovered that my childhood friend, Jaxon, is a werewolf. I’m standing right now in front of Carter’s family house, wondering what sin I

Lucas promised to keep me updated and sent me on my way. The boys had done their chores and were already settled in for the night when I returned home. I decided to see what I could find in fiction about vampires. They didn’t exist in our world, but Rory was positive that Osiris was one. It was nearing one in the morning when a knock sounded on the door. Damon stumbled through the hall as I switched on the lights, the incessant knocking waking him from his sleep.

They were the most brutal warriors in our pack, famous for breaking anything—or anyone—that got in their way. I glared at them both. "Knock it off. We need her healthy if we want an heir. Try to act like humans for five minutes." "I'm done waiting," Rory muttered, shoving his chair back. He was the youngest, a hybrid mix of wolf and vampire, and he looked like he was vibrating out of his skin. The faint red rings around his pupils were glowing. That only happened when the hunger took over. Rory didn't care about heirs or mates; he cared about the kill. Lately, nothing stayed his hunger for long. He was a ticking time bomb, and I was terrified of what would happen when he finally got his hand

Name: Rory Vitale Gender: Male vampire Date of birth: 31/10/2197 Category: Little, 3 y old Dom: Vincent Vitale Rory was easy to deal with, even when in little space he did what I ask him to do and didn't throw many tantrums. He slept too much when I asked his doctor he assured me it's normal due to the changing complication he'll take some extra time to recover and sleeping is okay. We decided to skip the rest of the semester, we'll be back to school on the next one. I still want to do my family business while Maria my friend, part of the family, and a mommy Dom would babysit him.