Stefan Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Tyler, Dylan and his important pack members enter from the window which was previously broken by Riven. “I am okay with vampires but I can’t stand them!” Riven pointed annoyedly at Tyler. “I am okay with Alpha Dylan, but Alpha Tyler? Never!” Stefan shouted in anger. “Thanks man”, Dylan smiled at Stefan. “You don’t have a choice. I am already here”, Tyler replied with an arrogant smirk. “But..” Stefan tried to complain but Kevin didn’t let him finish.

"Fine, the deal had already been done, I could pick someone else now." "Can you?" Stefan pressed his lips together, the truth is he couldn't pick another and he couldn't be with another, he found out that, he had not just been starving himself sexually but his wolf, and the more he had carnal knowledge of women, the more his strength increase, staying away from women also make him weak, Stefan is not like other werewolves, he is more of demon, than a wolf, his mother was a witch but hide under the tree of magic, if she hadn't been in disguise, no one would have let their alpha fall in love with such kind of creature.

Melia burst out laughing. "You're sweet, really," she said, still laughing. "I can see why I didn't bite your collarbone." "You're, oh my God," he shouted out of nowhere, standing up and backing away. Melia stood up straight again and faced him. "What am I?" "You are... unbelievable!" he exclaimed, and it seemed that everything he had been feeling just a few minutes ago faded away to a feeling of awe. "Biting, 38-degree food, hell, aura," he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

Not for Raven because she knew that she's returning back again, to wound her and to break her just like she did to hers. Stefan couldn't forget all about Raven. He misses her and he wishes to see her badly but he doesn't really know how to go about it. He's already twenty five and he feels like this was the right time for him to get married to the woman he loves. Which he was yet to find after Raven who seems to have caught his attention this time around. Stefan was currently Laying down on his bed, staring at his picture and Raven's own together when his phone buzzle with calls.

Theo commanded seriously, even though his eyes were almost wet with laughter. Stefan sighed heavily. He took a tissue and wiped the dirty area around Stephanie's lips. What's left of this? "Okay, now it's your turn! Stephanie feeds Stefan." Although she was embarrassed and her cheeks were getting redder, Stephanie was excited. She quickly cut a rather large cake. She was a bit nervous, so she didn't cut it neatly. She stuck it on a fork, then lifted it to Stefan's mouth. Stefan's mouth was already gaping quite large. But the cake still didn't fit. So Stephanie forced the cake open. Stefan's lips were covered in chocolate. His mouth was like a lohan fish, chewing, puffing.

“Look here, Mira. I will not force you into this. All I want you to know is that. I love you. So much and I am here. I am willing to do anything. Anything in the world to make you feel happy. “Thank you,” Mira muttered in-between tears and stefan just pulled her into a hug. There she found solace. ********* “We need to talk.” Dante walked into Stefan’s room dropping him a glass of four cousins. “Sounds urgent.” Stefan shrugged and picked up the glass cup. “Because it is hella urgent.” “Oops. Go on brother I can hear you.” “Have you lost it?” Dante thundered out angrily and stefan just nonchalantly sipped out of his drink.

“I don’t know what you are talking about…” “Wrong answer,” I growled, punching him again and again until his face was covered in his own blood. I knew this wasn’t good enough, he was going to heal in due time. But it was very satisfying punching him and nobody stopped me. “If I were you, I’d stop playing stupid,” Bernard said, folding his arms across his chest. “What kind of Eldest allows this type of violence on his vampire?” Ryan asked, spitting blood out of his mouth. “You turned your back on me and our goddess,” Bernard stated, curling his lip up in disgust. “I can’t tap into you like I can the others. Which means you somehow figured out how to go rogue.”

"Stephen, I'm sure this is very personal but... I don't know how to ask it actually." "Just ask it." He was so frank and so easy to talk to. "Stefan has marks on his back." Stephen's face darkened, and he shifted his gaze away from mine. "And I was in the cellar the other night. I found him there. He said he'd been to your mother's grave, and I know he was drinking, and he—he wasn't himself." I hesitated, but decided to tell him what I thought. "I saw the pillar." He nodded and returned his attention to the altar. "Our father was not a gentle man, Veronica," he said gravely before looking at me again. "And Stefan was a good brother. A protective brother to me and Zachariah." "What—" "The res

Stefan looked confused as he kept a frown on his face. “Who are my friends?” “Harrison and Levi. I think you were really harsh to them earlier,” she explained. Stefan leaned back in his chair, looking indifferent. “They’re not my friends,” he said simply. “Then who are they to you if not your friends?” “Harrison is a doctor, and Levi is an unwanted guest. I need you to do me a favor and stay away from them, especially Levi,” Stefan said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument.