My Babysitter's A Vampire Sarah And Ethan Novels & Stories

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

Seraphina answered, hearing the quick groaned that escaped Ryan’s lips. Ryan sighed in distress as he and Ethan exchanged a familiar look between eachother. Ethan waited for a moment to take in all of the information before dismissing Ryan and the latter left the hall without asking any questions. Alone with Seraphina. Ethan took slow steps towards her, smiling when she backed herself up to prepare for him. “Give me a number Seraphina.” He said. “Kidnapping Zachary himself will weaken every other vampire in your clan and this war will be put to an end. So I want you to give me a number. How many vampires should we be expecting once we get there?”

Currently I've already met 3 of the chosen ones. One of them was called Ethan locks who was a male vampire and of pure blood, he has blond hair that reached down to his neck like a rock star style along with green eyes and a pointy chin. He is also quite tall and loves to flirt with cute boys furthermore, he doesn't hide the fact he likes boys despite when I first met him, I thought he was more of a shy person as he doesn't talk a lot in front of me. However when he sees a cute boy, he goes into an overdrive and turns into a completely different person which was quite amusing to see. His personality is also kind and quite geeky in some ways which isn't bad. I met Ethan in California, he was

I need to talk to you. That was all Harper’s text message had said. There were none of his usual spelling mistakes, none of his slang, and, worst of all, there was none of his warmth. I was in the backseat of my Dads' car, on the way to Torre’s house to view Bethan’s body. I had a stack of notes that Sierra had sent over to me, first thing in the morning. I’d asked if she’d wanted to come, but she’d turned her nose up at the thought of seeing a dead body up close and personal. I supposed that I would have been disturbed by it once, too, but now Bethan was presumed to be a dead vampire, rather than a dead human, I felt utterly unbothered. I’d seen hundreds of dead vampires since learning abou

Satisfied that he was fine; I returned to the room of gore and managed to get a few answers from my parents as to what happened. My first question was to ask if they called the police. No, they had not. I then proceeded to ask them if they knew who had done such a horrid thing to Lisa. Yes, they certainly did know. It was my former—dead roommate, Frank. He broke into the house and insisted on taking Bobby with him. He told my parents that I was a vampire lover and that my child was a vampire. When I asked why my father thought I could help Lisa, he informed me that Frank claimed Geoffrey was a handler and handlers only married handlers. Therefore, I had to be a handler too.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

She was usually so level-headed and rational, but now she was acting like a completely different person. Sarah suddenly came out and looked up in relief when she spotted Ethan alone. "Ah, Ethan," she said, her voice sweet and syrupy. "I've been looking for you." Ethan's instincts kicked in, and he felt a sense of unease. What did Sarah want? "What do you want?" he asked, trying to keep his tone neutral. Sarah smiled, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, I think you know exactly what I want," she said. "You see, I know all about your plans... and I'm willing to help you ... for a price."

Sarah had finished eating dinner and was watching one of her favorite cartoons while we waited for her babysitter to arrive. Sarah’s babysitter, Cory, arrived about half an hour later. She complimented me and told me how beautiful I was. Sarah started crying, saying she wanted to go with me and Roman to have fun, but I didn’t want her to go because Levi would be there, along with a lot of people.

"She belongs to us. The first king’s bond cannot be severed. If she does not come willingly, we will ensure she has no choice." A hush fell. Then, from the shadows, a presence stirred—one more powerful, more ancient than the rest. Raziel. His voice was smooth, but it carried the weight of command. "She will come to me. And when she does, nothing will stop the Revenants from rising once more." --- Ethan The training grounds behind the Blackwood estate were quiet, the younger wolves sparring under my uncle’s watchful eye. I sat at the edge, arms crossed as I stared at nothing in particular.