Sarah Jones Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

Just then, a sickly sweet scent drifted near. Sarah approached, holding two glasses of wine. Her makeup was fixed, her mask of sisterly affection back in place. “Elena, I was out of line earlier.” Sarah’s eyes were red-rimmed as she held up a glass. “I apologize. This drink is to you and Damon… may you have a lifetime of happiness.” She deliberately offered me the glass in her left hand. The wine was a deep scarlet, looking perfectly normal. But my wolf spirit suddenly went on high alert. A prickling sense of danger shot up my spine.

In one week, I’ll be back to my old life, and all of this will just be a strange memory. Maybe it’s better if I just focus on getting through the next week without any more drama or complications. Maybe I should stop trying to figure out what Jane and Zoey are hiding, stop worrying about Sarah’s warning about Tony, and just try to enjoy my remaining time here. I’m about to get up and head back to the house when I see a familiar figure walking in the direction of Tony’s house. It’s Sarah, and she looks terrible, like she’s been crying for hours. Her eyes are red and swollen, her face is blotchy, and her whole posture suggests that she’s in emotional pain.

she questioned, and I could tell she was suspicious. I squeezed my eyes shut and rubbed my temples, trying to think my way out of this. If I tell her it was a vampire, she’s going to call the nearest mental institution and I wouldn’t blame her one bit. Danni knew about my…abilities; one of the very few people I trusted with that information. She’d seen it happen on many occasions and she fully believed. But it was quite a big jump from believing your best friend was some kind of psychic to believing in vampires. In the end, I decided to lie through my teeth. “No. It was too dark.”

◇PARV POV◇ I wanna wake up and at the sametime I dont wanna wake up my head is aching like hell I felt I'm sleeping on something soft and something in my mouth I moved and seen its sarah I'm sleeping on her and she is naked what happened to her I'm also naked no no did I do something wrong I seen her body is full of bite marks I tried to wake her "Sarah sarah" she is not opening her eyes I'm sure I might be forced her how I should face you sarah why I became like this

she replied, glancing at Theo with concern. Before they could react, a figure leaped out from the shadows. It was a vampire. He lunged at Theo, knocking him down and sinking his teeth into his leg. Theo cried out in pain, trying to fight off the attacker. Sarah acted swiftly, leaping at them and trying to slash at the vampire whose reflexes were faster than she could keep up with.

So just let the Jones believe that she is here with you and recovering from a fever' Luis instructed her. Sara is always team Iris. She knows how hypocritical the Jones are. And she also saw how Xavier protected her time and again. So she agreed easily. She was not surprised when Candace Jones came knocking on her door, which was a first. "Mrs Jones, what a surprise. I heard you are holidaying in paris" Sara pretended to be surprised. Candace gave her a deceptive smile.

"Jones, who is she and why tell her all his information? You know quite alright that this is our hiding place. What if she goes out there to expose us?" I chuckled. "Relax Fred, this is Sarah. She is one of us. She is Selena's younger sister" The guys opened and closed their mouths in shock. "W.. now" was the only thing Dowell said. "She can also help us because she has her powers" Sarah hit me with her elbow to keep me shut. "Ouch!" I chuckled and used my palm to rub my arm. "It hurts" Sarah walked up to Selena, "Are you okay?"

"No, no, no. I won't become a monster. I won't!" Her body was rejecting the transformation so violently that blood poured from her eyes and nose. Dr. Singh moved between patients, doing what she could. But there were too many, and she was only one person. Sarah Moonwhisper, a werewolf who'd become close with my dad over the past few weeks, collapsed near us. She'd been fighting on the front lines, wounded by multiple hybrid creatures. Dad's face went white. "Sarah!" He started to go to her, but I grabbed his arm. "Don't leave me. Please."

Almost a third. Marie's loading a shotgun with silver pellets. She's nineteen. Turned wolf six months ago. Still learning control but determined. Sarah's sharpening stakes. Former blood club performer. The one who sent us intelligence. Except she died in the building collapse during our rescue. Wait. Different Sarah. This Sarah is different person. Young. Angry. Ready to fight. I shake off the confusion. Focus. "How are you feeling?" Danny asks. He's coordinating fighters. Arm still in sling from the rescue mission.