My Vampire Guardian Brittany Novels & Stories

"I murdered her myself. She’s too innocent to even suspect it was me." He laughed—a sound without joy, without soul—just the echo of a predator enjoying the kill. Madam Gloria’s eyes filled with tears. Brittany. Sweet, foolish Brittany… all she had ever lived for was to reunite with her sister. And the truth was a dagger she could hardly bear to hold. She turned to leave, her body trembling, but crashed into a solid wall of muscle—one of the guards. "Why are you here?" the guard barked, his voice like a gunshot.

– She raised her leg, and stepped on William's neck, forcing his head down to the floor. - Because I... I still hope to see you again. – He whispered. Realizing that she was using more and more force, William immediately brainstormed to think of something that could save his life right now. It seemed this woman was unmoved when he talked about his feelings for her. - Vincent. Don't you want to see Vincent again? It's the vampire who came to rescue you and was captured by me and a group of hunters. He's still alive and I'm holding him captive.

He hardly spoke to me but he was nice, and he delivered me from Violet's wrath most of the time. But never have I seen him this angry or this fierce. Brittany looked at him like he slapped her on the face, "What do you mean, Connor? Do you realise who you are talking to? I'm the future Luna queen!" He chuckled darkly, "You are nothing but a whore, Brittany. Now, I wouldn't like to repeat myself after this. Leave at once, Brittany." Brittany's face contorted with a mix of rage and disbelief, but Connor's grip on her remained unyielding and unbudging. Her wolf struggled against his dominance, but she couldn't break free.

she clarified. Brittany and I nodded, “we know,” Brittany said, gently squeezing her hand. “Alaric isn’t the first vampire I have been with,” she whispered, blinking away the angry tear that threatened fall. It was definitely news in my ears, though Priya and I haven’t exactly talked about past relationships. “I met Maddox when I had just turned sixteen, and I was in the phase of wanting to be known other than an omega and all” she muttered. I blinked back in surprise, I wouldn’t have known that Priya was an omega if she hadn’t mentioned.

She looks from him to Dante who hadn't moved during the ordeal. "No... please Goddess, no..." she crawled over to him, nudging him, "Dante, get up." she demanded of him, but he didn't move. She looks down at his stomach, seeing the black ichor substance staining his skin slowly, "You won't take him from me to." She placed her hands over the wounds, opening her mouth to chant the spell she just casted, but the words escaped her mind. She fought through her racing thoughts to find the words, but they wouldn't come to her. She leans over his face, blood streaming from his lips, "I don't understand. You're a Vampire... You can't die from this!" she shouted, hitting his chest out of frustration.

She gave a slight shake of her head at me and then schooled her features into a bored, normal expression. Michael Haymitch had a smile on his face, also staring at my drop of blood dancing with Damon's blood, who everybody thought was Alex'. Then all of a sudden, the light went out and the two drops merged together and fell back down in the chalice. Alex stepped forward. “I would like to announce Beatrice Madden as my mate. Nobody touches her without my permission. She is, from this moment on, officially mine.” Applause sounded in the ballroom and my heart shattered.

Back then, my older sister, Brittany Colter, had taken me to the Forbidden Forest to help awaken my wolf. Yes, awaken. I was the only werewolf in the pack without a wolf, a shameful secret my family kept buried from the rest of the world. My father, Gelael Colter, was a Gamma leader, and if anyone found out, the entire pack would mock us, disgrace us. But what was meant to be a secret, hopeful journey turned into a nightmare. That night, Brittany was killed by a rogue wolf ambush. Despite her incredible strength, she couldn't survive against a dozen rogues alone. She fought like the warrior she was, but in the end, she gave her life to save mine.

By the time the sun crawled over the horizon, I felt less like a zombie and more like Dracula in a cheap hoodie. Classes were a nightmare. Even though I was a servant, I still had to attend the core theory sessions. Standing at the back of the room while everyone else sat in comfortable chairs was bad enough, but the stares were worse. "I heard she tried to kill her own Luna," a girl whispered loud enough for the whole room to hear. She was a high-ranking Delta named Brittany, with hair so blonde it looked bleached within an inch of its life. "And now she’s following the heirs around like a lost puppy. Pathetic."

I had pushed her to the edge, but she remained resolute in her loyalty to the mastermind. Her defiant gaze met mine as she continued her taunting. "So, this is what you're reduced to, vampire. Cutting me with a knife, inflicting pain upon my body. I pretended I was going to talk, but you continued the torture”. She said. “Well, go ahead then, continue, vampire sir. But know this, I will never betray them. Never, do you hear me? Never!" Her words stung, a reminder of the depth of her devotion to the mysterious mastermind. I had hoped that the physical pain I inflicted would weaken her resolve, but it seemed I had underestimated her determination.

She gulped wanting to beg him to not hurt her but she still followed his command and the large table laid before the couch, she laid down on it giving him the access to her back. "Enter." He announced making her snap her head to the door and instantly she felt like her soul had left her body when the two vampire female soldiers entered the chamber. One was holding a sharp nailed whip and other had a first aid box in her hand. Sandra looked at the king for the first time from the time he entered her room finding his red cold eyes motioning the vampire guards to start their work and they did.