The Awakening Vampire Diaries Book Novels & Stories

I plead, come back… But the darkness of my vampire nature is too strong, rearing its head for the first time in a century. It refuses to let go, sinking its claws deeper, pushing me to the edge. Liliana’s heart begins to slow, her participation fading. She’s slipping further, the life in her dimming. Panic claws at my chest, desperation surging as I gather the last remnants of my will. With a final, gut-wrenching scream from the depths of my soul, I tear myself away from her.

Her hands trembled, then steadied, curling into my shirt as she pulled me closer. The heat of her mouth against mine undid me, and for a moment, I forgot the wars, the curses, the politics, the betrayal in her household. I remembered only this—Ava, pressed against me, her breath syncing with mine. When I finally pulled back, her forehead rested against my chest. She was shaking. I could feel her pulse racing like a drum. “Are you okay?” I asked softly, my voice lower than I intended. “Yes,” she said, her voice still trembling but steadying with conviction. “I am. Don’t worry about me—I’m a werewolf, Diego. You don’t have to treat me like glass.”

She pats her abdomen for emphasis. Once she closes the door to her room behind her, she finds herself pacing back and forth, desperate for something to do. She can't seem to sit for too long. Her eye catches a book she's been wanting to read. Reading hasn't exactly fit her mood lately. In one swift motion, she grabs the novel off the shelf, jumps into bed, and opens to the first chapter.

Unable to keep his eyes open any longer, they fluttered closed as his head fell to the side, his body loosened, his chest fell flat and his heart stopped beating. … "The next thing I knew, I woke up in some worn out bedroom at the top of some English tavern with Demitri standing above me. I knew I shouldn't have woken, so I questioned him and… Well, here I am. A vampire." Harley's eyes were wide with horror and her mouth opened in the shape of an O. She closed it again, biting her lip. She stayed silent and stood up. He stood up top, thinking that she had decided to leave. Instead, she did the last thing he ever expected her to do. She threw her arms around him in a hug, embracing him tightl

Too awfully, incredibly real. She could’ve just dismissed them as a group of completely crazy people, as some weird cult or society that was completely delusional. But after all that had happened in the last 48 hours, she actually found herself thinking twice. Her own strength. Her own behavior. The way she felt her body changing. Could vampires be true? Was she one of them? Had she stumbled into the middle of some kind of vampire war? That would be just her luck.

V I woke up in a cold sweat from a terrible nightmare. In my dream, a pack of wolves had surrounded Richard, Daciana, and me. I had transformed into a werewolf to fight them off, but they had snatched and devoured Daciana right in front of me. My heart was racing, and I could barely catch my breath. Richard was sleeping beside me, and my nightmare had woken him up. I told him everything, but he tried to reassure me that nothing bad would happen to Daciana or me. But the fear had already set in, and I couldn't shake it off.

sex life. The moon goddess really knows what she is doing when she ties up the mate bonds. As time passed and I hadn't killed or drained any pack members of their blood they had settled into excepting me as their Luna. As a vampire I didn't sleep sometimes I needed to meditate to bring up my energy but sleep was not something I did however Alex and his wolf needed me nearby to sleep easy so I had created somewhat of a library around our bed. I would read my favourite books by night whilst Alex slept peacefully by my side. I had just had the last of my books sent from my childhood bedroom and had lovingly placed them on the built in shelves Alex had custom made to suit our needs. His bed now

I found myself walking towards her. "We can't Carden would kill us. If not him then her flat out rejection of us." We stopped in our tracks. I sat down beside Sarin with a smile starting to read a book that Blair-Boo had been reading, By These Ten Bones, By Clare B. Dunkle. "Would this book be about us or would Vampire Diaries fit better. We are a hybrid after all. A forced into existence, freak of nature."

Heath frowned at the paper without seeing it, and as soon as the vampire had accepted Heath’s assurance and returned to his discussion with Rohan, Heath’s eyes wandered again, seeking out the bright curls of Cameron’s hair, and the wild darkness of Aislen’s. He saw his female mate with a witch wafting smoke from a bundle of herbs over her. Aislen’s eyes were closed and her face relaxed. He wasn’t sure if it was good for her to be breathing in that smoke, but she seemed okay, so he raised his eyebrows and made no move to intervene in whatever witchery she was involved in.

It wasn't fair to Mia to be so distant for the last week and then call her in the ungodly hours of the morning to drop these burdens on her. But she had to do something. With a sigh, she looked around her room for a moment. The quiet, gloomy space threatened to overwhelm her. That's when her eyes landed on the book about vampires she'd loaned from the library all those weeks ago. Something clicked in her mind. Standing from the bed, she stalked to her desk and powered up her laptop before sitting down. Pulling the heavy book into her lap, Layla started to flip through it. There was no way in h*ll that some blood-sucking a*shole vampires were going to take her for granted any longer! Not Rava