The Book Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

"This is just a diversion, so we don't suspect him." "Vander, please give this book to Noura. Tell her to study it asap." Vander looked at the book Carlen had given him. His brow furrowed when he saw the book title in his hands, 'Vampire Power Book'. Why did Princess Noura learn this? Hasn't Noura mastered all vampire science?

Kyle opened it quickly and swirled inside. Aidan was sat at his desk. He swiveled in his chair and gasped when he saw Kyle standing there. “Can I help you?” he said, adjusting his glasses. Kyle pulled up a spare chair and sat himself down, his face uncomfortably close to Aidan’s. “As a matter of fact, you can,” he said. He smirked as Aidan leaned back, trying to get some space between them. It was then that Kyle noticed the book that lay open on Aidan’s desk. He hadn’t been able to read all that well in his human days, but he could still recognize the word vampire.

But why do I feel bitter while thinking about that? "They became close after he tried to pursue her. Until one day, they both decided to admit their feelings to each other. He won't know what to feel when she said that she loves him too because he didn't expect that it will turn out to be mutual. But when his parents knew about their love and they were against so they cursed the woman that she will never be happy even if she were born again because a vampire shouldn't be destined to be the mate of a werewolf," Lazarus said while he's saying that I felt that he's been trying to hide the emotion that he doesn't want to feel again.

Caitlin dove into the book, scanning through, turning the pages as fast as she could, looking for any mention of vampires, of how to heal or cure one, how to bring one back to normal life. As she began to read, she suddenly slowed down. She went back and read it again. Then again. Her heart started beating with hope. She could tell right away that this book was very different than the others. This, of all the books, felt the most real to her, the most scholarly, the most impartial. It wasn’t filled with hyperbole and myth and wild stories told by grandmothers. This one was written, paradoxically, by a bishop, in the 16th century. Also a doctor, he had seen dozens of inexplicable cases of cor

She hoped that she had not offended this vampire. "No offense at all," she replied, reading her thoughts again. "Our time is primitive in many technological ways that you are accustomed to. But we are, in other ways, more sophisticated than even your modern time. We are extremely knowledgeable, and scholarly, and books rule the day. A people of primitive means, maybe, but with a very sharp intellect. “More importantly, this is a crucial time for the vampire race. We stand at a crossroads here. You have arrived at the turn of the century for a reason.”

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.

It wasn’t some printed or typed book—it was handwritten in an old book. And Alex, I slightly read through, so you knew the book was written like the author was telling her life story or experience. “Ray, the book has no copy. It was written in an old book, and it had all the histories of werewolves and vampires and supernatural creatures all together.” Ray seemed to understand everything now. There was a mystery about Kehlani Richardson, Anthony’s sister, and that book would help them uncover how the Blood for Power Ritual works and it may help them in stopping Duke before he succeeds in the ritual.

he said as he closed the book. "I'll take a look," Elijah said as he took the book and started reading. He opened the somewhat worn book and flipped through the first few pages, which were blank. When he reached the tenth page, he silently muttered, "Mother of God." "What is it?" asked Fox. "This book is..." Elijah pointed to the pages. "Father, where did you say you found it?" "Outside the library, I think. Someone must have thrown it away or lost it. Why?" "This is not a book. It's a diary!" Elijah exclaimed. "And looking at it, it's written by Melia."

I added, tugging the book back towards me. I flipped through the pages, careful not to tear the fragile paper, and then I spun it back around so that both Skye and Kathrena could see. “Here. Look, it says about balance. It talks about Light and Dark Vampires, even, and says that in all things, there is balance. But not everything is balanced within one species, like with vampires.” “Well, what does that mean?” Skye frowned.

Isabela let go of her embrace, then pushed Archie's arm—ordering him to move to the other side of the bed. The Hybrid chuckled, then moved to the place where the orange-haired boy was. Dave looked ready to welcome Archie's arrival. He immediately held out a few books in front of Archie while wearing a big smile that showed two blanks in his lower teeth. Without protest Archie accepted the book, then read the writing and looked at the front cover of the book one by one. His attention was drawn to the only dark purple book with a picture of an old castle surrounded by bats and crescent moons. "A vampire and a hybrid?" Archie unconsciously read the writing on the bottom cover of the book.