My Brother's Keeper The Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Her older brother had always been strong, a protector ever since their father died in that fire. It was devastating to see him like that-in a cold cell, like a man who had lost everything. She recalled the dried tears on his face. Vincent had never cried in front of her before, and just the thought of it made her sob quietly into her pillow. He could be annoying, but she loved him deeply. Her brother not only had his heart broken, but his reputation had been destroyed in one night. She could only hope he'd be okay. - [CLUB] "Vincent," Nica managed to push the drunk man off her, but he leaned in again, crashing his lips onto hers and shoving his tongue into her mouth, teasing her.

She doesn’t deserve to be here; she should be with Simon, the true love of her life. She’s only miserable here, and if she continues to stay, she might just go along with killing herself. And I can’t let that happen; I just can’t. “Whoa.” I look up to see my little brother by the door, looking at everything I’ve destroyed. “I hope you don’t turn into a rogarue vampire during the day,” he says, and wouldn’t that be swell? It will give the people time to kill me. “Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” He walks over to me, and his knees are on the ground as he looks at me with sadness and trepidation in his eyes. I don’t want my brother to see me like this. I feel weak and pathetic right now.

I sit down, watching as he makes himself comfortable on top of a conveyor belt, and takes out his cell phone. After several silent minutes, he glances up at me. "I’m calling your Dad. I'll ask for my money, and you'll confirm I have you with me, and if you try anything, I'll not only kill you, but I'll knock off that goofy brother of yours. He should be here, not you, but that's not how it happened." Speaking of brothers. I wanted to choke Adam. He caused all of this. Doing drugs? Going into debt? All because of a jealousy issue. What are we three-years-old?

“Oh, what an honor, Valnomak's blood in a modest vault. Glad to welcome you. I am Goodyear. My family has established itself as one of the best keepers. Pale skin and an unusual look betrayed a vampire. - Goodyear? I knew your creator, indeed there is no boasting in your words, your family faithfully serves the clans, even in times of trouble you behaved with dignity. It's nice that the necessary vampires are on the ground, and not slave plebeians. Brook-ta-man. He threw from his pocket, the things of the murdered man, onto a table decorated with a rich bas-relief. The watch, the chain, the wallet, all flowed smoothly into the center of the table. - Good for people. The vampire said, narrowi

His voice was husky as he roamed his eyes hungrily on my breasts like an insane addiction. “I'm so horny Lex, you didn't touch me last night because I wanted you to recover from that pain, I want you badly now”. He didn't let me continue my word, he kissed and ravaged me like a beast taking me home like he always does. He was the wrong Alpha I've encountered but he's the right choice for me forever. However, months later , my brother got into a big mess, he had the vampire mark and the Vampire Queen was on a killing spree all in the name of being his chosen one. The truth is I'll never let Raven go that Vampire Queen.

Instead of backing down, I smirked at him. “Big brother routine again?” I mocked, tilting my head. “You’re not my father, Killian. And you’re definitely not Dante. I was just dancing. Having fun on my birthday. Since when do you care who touches me?” He stepped closer, his big body filling the small space. Heat rolled off him in waves. “I care because you’re a Vance. Because one wrong move and that guy ends up with a bullet in his head. Because I’m the one who has to clean up your mess when you decide to act reckless.”

It was then that I, the silent observer in this nocturnal drama, felt an urgency, a compelling need to intervene. In a surge of ethereal power, I manifested within the dream, positioning myself between Chastity and Dylan. The air crackled with tension, and my gaze locked with that of my brother—a silent exchange of unspoken histories and the weight of a shared bloodline. Yet, at that moment, I was not the reluctant vampire elder or the estranged sibling. I was a guardian, determined to shield the one who had captured my heart.

I cried out in shock. "My brother, Alexander, is a vampire—the same Alexander who went to the great war with the werewolves and witches, the same one who killed your sister, Aliyah," Drake confessed, his voice breaking with tears. I collapsed, feeling crushed and betrayed to the core. "How? How could you do this to me? Now I understand why the vampires are after me too. Now your brother wants me dead because I am carrying your child?" I screamed through my tears, the weight of the truth hitting me like a ton of bricks.

“We didn't kill all the vampires in that castle. They have come for revenge,” Lane glowered. “Perhaps, one of your brothers was feeding on those humans and disposing of them in the woods. I heard you are the malevolent one. We have found another body, a man and he has no memory of how he got there. Your brother compelled me to keep your secret at the expense of feeding on humans.” He emphasized following Darius into the living room. He might have worked with the O'Connor brothers while defeating Vadim, but he didn't want to start a new hunter community because of them.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”