Rosario Vampire Rosario Novels & Stories

My heart immediately began racing as my eyes searched the crowd of girls for someone available. If I took to long to find someone, I could get punished. These vampires hated it when we took too long to do something this simple. With that thought in mind, I nearly yelped when someone's cold hand grabbed my wrist. In fact, when I turned to see who it was, I let out a huge sigh of relief. "Are you um... available?" Doe asked me with an awkward smile through her shivering, looking down at me wide-eyed. I hadn't even realized until now that Doe was a couple inches taller than me.

I pouted my lips and waited for Rosie to reply to me but returned she laughed. "Why are you laughing now?" I looked at her back. She laughed once more. "Dude, I am not joking. I've never seen vampires and werewolves in my real life other than in the damn series!" My lips pouted in sync "You are so cute!" Rosie pulled my cheek, ouch I know my cheeks are chubby but I don't like it if someone touches it....huh! "Today I tell you, not based on the Supernatural series but from my life experience."

he said smiling and hugged me. I hugged him back smiling, happy to be with him. "You have lied Barry about yourself. He misunderstood everything about you." he said still hugging me. "It's ok. I don't care. I am happy that he is happy at last. Now, I am free from my guilt."I said holding him more tightly and relaxed. He smiled. I am Rosy, a hundred-year-old vampire. I was the only daughter of a magistrate. My parents loved me so much. But, then suddenly my father died and my mother married again for my sake. She wanted me to have the love of both my parents.

Her nickname is Snow. Sylar Rosario: Blonde curly hair that curls naturally into a surfer hairstyle. Sylar is the youngest Rosario family member. His blue eyes resembles his brother Silas's eyes. Sylar likes to watch vampires movies, youtubers on youtube, listen to music, and bond with his misunderstood brother Silas. He'll often check up on his brother when he knows he's angry. Sylar doesn't fit in at balls and tries to avoid them. He signs off with SyR.

Nina leans in, "no but she's right though. A lot of the Rosario's forture literally hangs in the balance of their harvest, since they do wine, which is why that party is VVIP. They don't even let media cover it." I scoff, "so what? I should be overjoyed?" "No, but what we're saying is Javier has never done something like this before. Ever."

"I need you to check out some plates and find their owner for me. The car was a Black Porsche, late model. Spotted at the hospital right about yesterday morning. Partial plate: starts with 'VIM'—fitting, doesn't it?" The last one was meant for myself. I would be damned if VIM did not refer to Vincent Moreau. VIncent Moreau.

Lisanna said and held her Cassandra’s hand, but she just smiled at the poor witch. “This is my last question. Who was First?” Cassandra muttered. Instantly, Lisanna paled. “It was forbidden to mention his name,” Lisanna said. Cassandra couldn’t help but frown at her friend. “Oh, come on! That's ridiculous. Tell me his name, already,” Cassandra insisted. Lisanna nervously looked around her and leaned closer. She looked at Cassandra with her blue eyes and spoke. “Sebastian Alistair Blood. He is the vampire prince, or simply known as First.”

The vampires arrived at that moment and a fierce war began between the vampires who wanted entrance and the Brevians who refused to let another enemy take away their chance to avenge their dead soldiers. Aurora and Sebastian watched from a distance. "This should buy us some time," Sebastian spoke with relief. "Then I must begin," Aurora said. She was refuelled, having stopped at a neighboring town to eat and get a quick massage. Hiding under the cover of trees and shrubs, she concentrated her energy on the city and began forming a barrier with the sands in the far wastelands. The sand arose, flying across space and gathering around the city. It gathered around, thickening and bristling so th

I use my d***k cap to rub the centre of her p***y before entering I am Liam rodriguez. A werewolf. I despise vampires the most, especially Damien Montenegro. I will make sure to destroy everything he ever has. That bastard stole my girl from me, had sex with her and even killed her. I will never forgive him till I return the favour. We will be even then When I was done with the bitch , I rode up and went to the bathroom , took a bath and came outside " Here , have this." I gave her some cash.

Pillows and frames are scattered all around the floor, making me cautiously watch my step incase I step on one. My heart skips a beat at the sight I see; Rose sitting onto the ground as she cries out while her right hand is currently holding onto a knife—signalling her left wrist, leaving me frozen at my spot. I can't help but continue to look at her from behind, remembering that I've once see her this way before and it wasn't pleasant but the last time I saw her, she already did. ''Rose.'' I call out softly, afraid if I might startle her.