The Originals Vincent Novels & Stories

he explained to me, and an image flashed in my head. When I had seen Vincent’s past, I remembered seeing them, but I could not see their faces because of the cape they wore. I could still remember during the war, how he had burnt a werewolf despite being in water. “Can you tell me about how Vincent is related to them” Vincent was a Lucan, he didn’t have any features similar to them except for the same red eyes? “Vincent would be the one to tell you that” he coughed again covering his mouth with a white handkerchief, and I knew he had coughed out blood.

I looked at her, our eyes locked, and then she looked away and smiled, I felt Silvio’s hand on my thigh, gave it a small squeeze and then turned to smile at me, I looked away. “Vincent and I met last year on the boat cruise Mama planned in Greece, the whole family was there, you would have known about it if Mama wanted you to. but she said you weren’t important, but I pleaded with Mama but you know Mama,” she said, trying to make her bullshit sound believable, vincent smiled and kissed her on her shoulder. “The past three months have been amazing, not going to lie, I found myself a good one” he smiled, spanking the side of her ass where she sat.

Brandon tipped his head at the duo, he took his hands out of his pockets and pointed at the blondie who looked like he was in his late twenties. “Vincent here, used to be security at the organisation Anastasia worked for. Low level and has never climbed from that spot for five years now," he paused and crossed his tatted arms. “Then he got bitter when he heard how others climbed the ranks by dropping valuable information. So he decided the only way to do that was target us." Vincent's head jerked up at that, and I couldn't help but wonder if he was pretending since Brandon must have told him why he was captured, or he was just more terrified in front of me.

he growled. Vincent swallowed hard. "I was working undercover," he said. "Trying to take down Callum from the inside." Adrian's eyes narrowed. "Why should I believe you?" he spat. Vincent met his gaze, his eyes steady. "Because I just saved your life," he said. "And I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make things right." The room was silent, the tension between them palpable. Adrian's mind was racing, trying to process everything Vincent had just told him.

Dylan said, and Vincent slowly shook his head. “Nope! I lost a molar when I first met Lexon. He didn't like me and was sure to let me know by knocking one of my teeth out,” Vincent said before prying his mouth open and showing Dylan where his missing tooth was. Dylan leaned closer, trying to look inside his mouth, and then shrieked when Vincent snapped his teeth at him, pretending to try to bite his face. “You fell for it,” Vincent said as he laughed. He laughed harder when the Omega pushed him over, straddled him, hit his shoulder, and then pinned his arms above his head.

At fifteen, he lost his virginity to Maria, the daughter of a family associate, in the back of a stolen Cadillac. She rode him clumsily, her skirt hiked up, moaning as he thrust up into her wet heat. It was good, but fleeting. What lingered was the night after, when he cornered Luca, Maria's brother, in the alley behind their tenement. Luca was lean and pretty, with soft lips and a defiant stare. A fight broke out over some petty slight, but as Vincent pinned him against the wall, their bodies grinding in struggle, something ignited. Vincent's cock hardened against Luca's thigh, and in the heat of the moment, he kissed him, rough, demanding.

"I remember the first time Anton showed interest in you. It started with those special meals you’d prepare and send to his office through his employees..." I froze, my heart sinking as his words unfolded a past I hadn’t fully pieced together. Vincent took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly. "And I remember the moment I saw you as... a pawn," he admitted, his eyes darkening with guilt. "A pawn to exploit my brother's weakness."

Vincent's eyes swept the faces of the boys he loves the most, a fiery intensity radiating off of him in a way that has them all flinching away from him. “Vincent you can’t just-” Cade starts, standing and going over to try to calm Vincent down, but a sharp growl from Vincent makes him stop in his tracks. “No!” Vincent’s voice drops an octave as he steps closer to Cade himself, squaring up with him in a way that could very easily lead to a fight. “You know as well as I do, Cade,” Vincent spits the word like it’s acid on his tongue. “she smells like one of us. She has our scent all over her. If they find out we let her go, that we aren’t around

A dangerous one. He finally stepped back, his eyes still locked on mine. Then he turned to face the elders. His bare chest rose and fell, sand still sticking to his skin. “You asked for me,” Vincent said, his voice strong and clear. “Here I am” The eldest woman stepped forward again. “ the deaths of so many high assembly members and this union between you and your niece” Vincent cut her off. “Let Paris be. She is not your concern. I am taking her as my wife. She is my true mate. This bond is real and complete.”

Miles's POV "Where did you get that?" Vincent's voice had lost its usual flatness, and for the first time since I'd known him, I watched him cross a room like the floor might give out beneath him. Whatever composure he usually kept folded around himself had slipped, just for a second, before he caught it and pulled it back into place. "From him," I said. "The man I just met." "He gave you this himself?" "Is that a problem?"