The Awakening Vampire Diaries Book Novels & Stories

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode eleven 🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. I jerked awake and noticed it was Dawn already but something seems off. It’s as if something was gonna go wrong. I stared at Damien sleeping peacefully beside as his chest rose and fell,I just hope my hunch isn’t right. I know what awaits me,I know what is going to happen but I must overcome. The door bursted open revealing Lord Bennett, lady Katherine,Lord Alistair and four guards as they marched in,with furious looks.

Barry left her alone to go to the kitchen. Her curiosity is one of the things that she hates about herself. When there's something bothering her, she will do everything she can to know more about it. She loves learning new things, and uncovering secrets. And now that she knows more about her lineage, she wants to understand everything. "Book of Demonology?" She found a book hidden behind a pile of old journals. From the look of it, someone hid the book intentionally. It was thick and old, and dusty. As she flipped through the pages, she saw something that caught her attention.

She wondered where Damien went as she didn't meet him in the room after she had her bath. She stood up and headed to the large shelf, wondering what kind of books were there. She ran her fingers through the books in the first row of the shelf and randomly picked up a book. Looking at the front of the book, it read "First generation Werewolves" "So Werewolves had different generations, hmm interesting" Aurora muttered to herself and turned the book open. ‘The First generation Werewolves, a dangerous and infectious breed. They had quite a dangerous aura, no! These were raging monsters, never to take the human form again’

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

She gave Zeda an amused but concerned look. “Yeah, I guess.” The truth was, she hadn’t. “How’s your hand now, Drav?” Draven flexed his arm muscle. “Good as new.” Just then, the werewolf girl came back with a thick, brown book with the title written in gold. “This is the book you’re looking for,” she said, handing Zeda the book. Her hands were still shaking. “Yeah, thanks,” Zeda smiled. The girl hurried away. “You’re reading about werewolves?” Rose looked surprised.

I couldn't help but linger for a moment, staring at it as if it were a loaded gun, waiting for me to pull the trigger. With a burst of energy, I crossed the room, dropped onto my bed, and flipped open the book. The pages smelled of nostalgia, faintly musty yet deeply familiar. My eyes quickly skimmed past the opening chapters, which smelled oddly of roses and soft conversations, before settling on the surprising backstory. In this world, witches mingled with supernatural creatures in a kaleidoscope of forbidden love. It was like something straight out of my daydreams, but with dark undercurrents pulling me in further.

Like he said there was nothing in the book about this so I guess we will just find out what happens ourselves. I finish eating and decide to go and check on Seraphina, I walk into the bedroom to surprisingly find she is already awake. She is huddled up as far as she can against the headboard with her wrists tied and connected to that headboard, she is sobbing quietly. She has blood running from both sides of her neck and also one of her breasts, from the claim marks we didn't seal and Leo's last bite into the vamps mark.

I said leaning forward slightly. "It's nothing…big," Silas said with a sigh, shooting a glare towards Phoebe, hesitantly shifting his softened eyes to mine. "It's not information that you're searching for." I shrugged, resting my chin against my palm as I rested my elbow on the granite countertop. It was not a very comfortable position. "Tell me," I said. "Ugh, well I was reading the book you gave me and I found some info on lycan ascensions," he said slowly.

Majority of the vampires agreed and their angry yells of ‘yes’ could be heard. “Two weeks ago, I journeyed to Athens to relay the good news to the Elders, about the Blackburn being alive, but I was disappointed to know that it is no news to them because they knew all this while,” Aamon’s expression darkened now. “The Elders have been keeping things from us for too long. They can never be trusted anymore. I decided to act on my own and with Kyle, I was able to get the witch to speak yesterday. There is a sacred book written by the Fathers of the early church after the time of the witch trials. It talks about a prophecy that will bring an end to our immortality.”

he said. Beside him stood Barbara, a very tall and thin vampire, much taller than Cain, with straight black hair, small black eyes, and a narrow, elongated face. Her eyes seemed half-closed, as if she were sleeping. She seemed either very relaxed, or very apathetic. She moved slowly, as she extended a long, pale hand to Caitlin. “Charmed, I’m sure,” Barbara said slowly, in a deep voice. Caitlin shook it, and felt a chill run through. Her hand was supple and freezing.