Sarah Jones Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Then I kicked her hard enough to send her flying out of the chamber and into the waiting arms of two of her own hunters. "Maya!" I knelt beside her and reached for the silver shackles. The moment my hands touched the metal, pain shot through my palms. Silver burned vampires almost as badly as it burned werewolves. But I gritted my teeth and yanked the shackles apart through sheer force. The metal shrieked and snapped. Maya gasped as the restraints fell away, angry red burns circling her wrists. "Sarah," she croaked. "Help Sarah." I turned to Sarah Chen. She was unconscious, her breathing shallow. Injection marks dotted her arms. "What did they give her?"

I hate her. "No, I'm...'' I don't know what to say. He shifts on his feet, looking directly at me. Catalina is still standing close to him, but not touching him. "Who's she?" She asks Luce, still giving me a disapproving look. "Sarah," That's all he says to her. I waited for more but he took a sip and glanced at me from behind the rim of his glass. His gaze is totally different from Catalina's disgusting look. It's comforting.

She pouted then trudged out of the room. Nadia widened her eyes as the man came closer to her. He lifted his own wrist to his mouth and chomped down. The sound of breaking skin sent a cringing shiver down her spine. Blood pooled from the prick and Damon offered her his wrist. Nadia instantly shook her head. “You’re delusional.” She retorted. Damon furrowed his brows. “Vampire blood heals little wolf.” He urged his wrist forward for her to take. “I’m not drinking that.” She pursed her lips.

– Harvey walked closer to her, tried to control his emotions, and spoke softly. - I will research, I will cure you, I will... - That's enough. His scream made her whole body motionless, the tears she had been trying to hold back all day finally broke out, filling her eyes. Her small shoulders trembled with each choked sob. She didn't know what she had just done. - Please, please, please... He hugged her tightly and burst into tears. He is a pureblood vampire, free of any curses and never sick. What she was doing was completely meaningless, it did not affect him.

We were immediately welcomed with the familiar smell of alcohol and God knows what, I scrunch my nose in disgust and pushed my way past a bunch of drunk teens, trust me it wasn't easy. Sophia squeals and quickly walked up the marble stairs to Daniel's house, which one would consider gorgeous, but mine was bigger, I'm not bragging though. I sighed and sluggishly walked up the stairs behind Sophia and Cassie. I instantly regretted why I agreed to coming as soon as I got in, I could have been home in my bean bag chair eating chocolate from my candy pot while watching my favorite series Teen Wolf. I stepped inside with Sophia following her to the bar, I see a few wolves playing beer pong and som

P. Marie Anne Lawrence. 1980 - 2020 Beloved wife, mother and sister. Seeing her mother's name etched on one of these gravestones was one of the worst fears that Harley had whilst growing and now that she was older, and it was a reality, it caused great pain rather than fear. She was just eighteen years old when her mother died. Two years ago, everything had been perfect. Their lives couldn't have been better… Until one night when her parents were out on a hunt and a vampire from a particularly powerful clan had attacked her mother while her father was already in a fight of his own. That night, when Zander had come home with his clothes bloodstained and his eyes red raw, she knew straight awa

I wish the gods or ancestors or whoever was in charge of this distribution will look down on me and grant me the gift of gab so I can convince the rigid elders of my kingdom to grant me permission to leave. I wish I could just send out the royal servants to find but it'd be a waste of manpower. Even with their keen senses the task seems almost impossible. Sarah's is in an entirely different world. I'm not sure how I'm going to find her but I know there'll be something to guide me through this mess when I open the history books in the palace. There has to be a reference, Sarah can't be the only irresponsible vampire in history. SARAH'S POV. The room looked very basic and I liked it. I guess t

a grim reaper reported. "What did you say? Did you say, Zanea?" his eyes widened in fear as he looked at the grim reaper. The man bent down his knees and frowned, "Yes, archangel. His name was written in the list," he responded and his heart sank to realized that Zanea was the one who killed the Vampire.

I really hoped Selena was not going to do something stupid. ************************************************************************** SYDNEY'S POV........... My name is Sydney Corps and am a vampire. I am also the daughter of the vampire king (yea I know what you are thinking, am a lucky girl.....I truly am). You see, I don't many friends....infact, I only relate with people of the same social status as myself (you can say that am proud and spoiled but it doesn't really freak me). My boyfriend Beck was just like me, His father was my father's right hand man and to be sincere, I genuinely loved Beck. So you see, nothing could ever go wrong in my life, I have everything I could ever wish for.

Fucking great. I take a nice warm shower and decide to do a little work. I take out my laptop and my curiosity gets the best of me. I open g****e and search "Sarah Jones". A very gorgeous, practically perfect blonde woman shows up on my screen. She's 30 but she looks like she's 20 or so. She's also a Victoria Secret Angel. How am I supposed to compete with a lingerie model? Sarah is also British, don't know how she ended up in Spain.