Novel & Cerita Rosario Vampire Books

"Whatever you need, Miss." I rattled off the address for Sol's mansion before he got into the car. Just as I was about to enter, my arm was snatched from behind me, and I was turned around. I came face to face with someone I did not expect to see. "Francis," I breathed out as I stared at the officer of the Vampire Hunter Organization. "Mia Rivera, so you remember me, that makes two of us." His words were harsh as he leered down at me. "I've been doing a lot of research on you lately, Miss Rivera, and your connection to Sol Montgomery."

My forehead suddenly creased because it became familiar. "The Luna Princess can create scenarios in her mind to escape reality and that's where the Vampire Prince saw her but didn't even dare to introduce himself as her past lover in her past life because he's afraid that what if the woman that he loves will disappear again just like in her past life? He can't bear that so he's now okay for now to talk to her in her imagination and waited for the right time how to lift the curse," he said and nodded his head. I don't know what to feel now. I should be happy with the story, right? But why do I feel like the story he's talking about seems connected to me or I'm just assuming something?

Heaving a long and drawn-out sigh, Roselle lifted her face and her eyes swept through the large library. The five books she had chosen were unexpectedly all about the vampire empire's history. She would love to delve more into their history as she was curious to know, but at that moment, her curiosity about her husband's past was way stronger that she had actually wished she could just find a book personally dedicated just about him. Roselle thought that if there ever was a book that contained the details of Romeo's secrets and of his past, the book should be looking like… her eyes just wandered around for minutes as if she were looking for something.

Book 2 is now available on Goodnovel In my profile, you can find my available information to be aware of my books, which you can find both in Spanish here in BUENOVELA and in English in GOODNOVEL. AVAILABLE BOOKS Werewolf Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 "Por Siempre Tuya" - Book 1 "I Belong to you forever" BOOK 2 SEQUEL (Goodnovel) Libro 2 "Eternamente Mia" - Book 2 "Endlessly Mine" BOOK 3 SEQUEL (Goodnovel) Libro 3 "Infinitamente Nuestra - Book 3 "Infinitely Ours"

He held up the book so I could see how much of it he had read. “You’re reading my vampire romance?” Obviously, I knew this already, but I still couldn’t believe he actually had it in his hands. I was more than a little embarrassed. “Well, yeah,” Brandon said, pulling it away from me. “Fangs of Love by Amber Rose. It’s really quite interesting. I’m doing research.” He said it in an overly romanticized voice and I could feel my face turning red. “Just give it here,” I whispered, reaching for it again. He held it just out of my reach.

Five minutes had barely passed when Kal and Talon left, doing their best to erase every trace of their presence there when a small group of Werewolves came across the massacre. It was more like they were attracted by the heavy smell of blood in the area. “General Ploradi…it looks like the work of the Vampire killer,” Morace, Ploradi’s vice said in a slightly shaky voice, looking around more intently before walking ahead to closely examine the bodies. General Ploradi though said nothing, carrying his sword in his right hand as he moved closer, clenching it tightly in his hand, even as his left sleeve billowed in the wind, showing the absence of a left arm that should have been there.

Crossing dimensions when you’re a novice can be tricky. I explained to Vicki that I was building up a type of rage toward Sara with every passing moment and wanted to snap her neck like I’d done with Mark and his men, even though Joshua was no longer inside me. She said that was the vampire blood taking over. When a new vampire is made, all emotions and senses are heightened to maximum and the energy level is intense. She assured me it would level off as time passed, but warned me not to kill Sara when I was finally able to move. She explained that although Sara exasperated Jack, she was still his sister and he took family ties very seriously.

TW warning!!! - Violence and blood Rosemary’s Pov Through the open door frame , I see Alexander dragging a kicking , screaming and wailing Judy. I gasp and place my hand over my mouth , shocked and terrified of the scene that is occurring in front of me. He drags her closer and closer to me – I watch as a trail of her blood , that oozes out of the glass piercings on her feet and hands , that is left behind. “ STOP!! Baby! Stop!” I hear these words blare from her mouth. I watch him emotionlessly fists her hair tighter dragging her closer and closer to me. Each breathe that I breath , the air is filled with terror and blood – the smell is intense and it makes my stomach turn.

I scanned the room again. No windows. One door. And the mattress I was sitting on wasn’t bolted down. It was old, the kind with thin internal coils. If I could work my way inside it—rip the seam, maybe—I might find a spring with enough edge to do damage. At the very least, I could fashion a shiv. Not that I knew how to use one. But that was the difference between the Rosario family and monsters like Vittorio Lorenzetti. We didn’t need to be born killers to survive. We just had to be too stubborn to die. I wasn’t going to wait for Alan to save me. I believed in him—I loved him—but I wasn’t going to be anyone’s damsel, not now, not ever.

She felt as if she were outside of herself, looking down, and she became more and more confused. She read. And read. And read. Finally, it hit her like a lightning bolt: this book, it was hers. Her journal. The journal of a teenage girl. A story of coming of age. Of going back in time. Of falling in love with a man named Caleb. Of having a daughter named Scarlet. Of becoming a vampire. She wondered if she were losing her mind. Was this some sort of practical joke? Some sort of fantasy she’d had as a young girl? What was it doing here? How did her grandmother have it? And why was she only drawn to open it now, at this time?