Sarah Nelson Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Sarah shook her head. “No.” Jonathan read the metadata. “Dr. Helen Vale.” Sarah whispered: “My mother.” Elena felt the floor disappear beneath the story again. Sarah had been the first survivor to confront Elena over the twelve billion dead after the solar cancellation. Reality Cluster 8871. A woman whose world paid for Elena's choice. And now her mother— had helped create Project Mercy. Charles stared at Sarah. “I knew Helen.” Sarah looked sick. “You never told me.” “I didn't remember.” Thomas laughed bitterly.

Though he guessed that was likely why the vamps had chosen such a location. “Yes,” she said. “I overheard Solomon talking about it a few days ago.” Rebel growled. “If you knew where he was, why not just tell Lily and be done with it?” “Until this exchange, I thought you were here about the children,” Sophia said. “The children? What children?” Sterling asked. Sterling and Daisy had joined them, while Boone and Yuri dragged behind. “Sarah’s children,” Sophia answered. “Who’s Sarah?” Daisy questioned. “The mother of Will, Hope, and Noah,” Sterling replied.

I noticed a small couch in a corner and took a seat on it. "Do you always watch me every night?" She suddenly asked me breaking the silence. "Since you got attacked," I confirmed and she nodded. "You're quite calm for someone who just learned that completely fictional characters actually exist," I pointed out. I've noticed ever since I told her that I was a vampire she kept a calm expression as if she's been told the exact same thing her whole life. "I really don't know either. I just feel this weird sense of belonging." That's probably the effect of the sacred book on her. She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing.

Her thirst for blood would soon outweigh any rationality she had left. "My name's Sarah and I don't think a drink is necessary. I'm with my girlfriend and we want to experiment with someone. If you're not up to it we'll find another bloke," none of Rachel's word's held any truth although she wasn't sure where her relationship with Tilly stood. One thing the young Vampire heiress knew to be true was that her lie would go straight to the young human male's ego. Her thoughts remained correct and all the young male could think about was how he couldn't pass up the opportunity to wake up next to two girls.

If I believed in Voodoo magic, the combination of this horrifying glare and his bloody visage would make me think he’d turned into a zombie. “Sarah . . . ” the senator rasps in an unearthly voice, sending an ice-cold chill into every bone in my body, “Nick . . . says . . . hi . . . ” And then, he is dead. *** Mary Sue and I say no words—we both know what needs to be done. Mary Sue leaves to go buy me a new dress, as the one I am currently wearing is forever ruined with blood stains, and we’d like to be able to leave the motel and return to headquarters without being arrested.

The first time I shifted was the most painful thing I've ever experienced but it doesn't hurt anymore. Nova scans the area to make sure no one else is around and expertly grabs the unconscious woman throwing her onto her own back and speeds back into the forest, "make it quick, don't make her suffer" I tell Nova. When we are far enough that no one can hear if this woman screams, Nova shakes her off her back and gives me back control. The woman is still sound asleep, I undress her, i need her dress, as mine tore when i shifted, i bite her neck and drain as much blood as quickly as I can.

I swallowed it savoring the salty taste of him. "Good girl," He said, smirking. Untying the ropes around my wrist he ordered, "On all fours." I felt giddy, waiting for him to enter me. Nikolai positioned himself behind me and trailed the head of his cock on my folds. Wrapping a hand around my neck and bending to whisper in my ear, he whispered, "I only want to hear my name, Sarah" Then he pushed his cock into me and I screamed from the mixture of pleasure and pain.

" I voiced my concern. Daniel gazed intently into my eyes, ensuring I was fully attentive before speaking freely, observing my reactions carefully. "Vampires, werewolves, demons, witches, and many other creatures aren't merely fictional stories portrayed on television shows or in movies; they are real, Sarah. I am a werewolf."

Sarah replied. "Really?" Alpha Dante asked and she nodded her head. "Then she knew about the Vegas death right?" "I don't really know." "Have you spent any day at their pack?" Alpha Dante asked. Sarah thought about it for a while. "Yes, one day." "Heard about them speaking about Vegas?" Alpha Dante asked, been carefully with his word. "Yes." Sarah replied. "Fact, Pagan's boss are VAMPIRE"

She looked up, her eyes widening behind her glasses. "Doctor! She’s awake! Patient in 402 is conscious!" I tried to speak, to call out for Alistair, but only a muffled groan came through the tube. My mind was reeling. The vampires, my children, the century of life... was it all a dream? Or was this the dream? I looked at my hands. They weren't wrinkled and thin. They were young, pale, and covered in IV bruises. The door swung open, and a doctor rushed in. "Sarah? Sarah Devin, can you hear me? You’re in St. Jude’s Hospital. You’ve been in a coma for two years."