Novel & Cerita The Vampire Diaries Bloodlines

I told him, very succinctly, the situation. “Why do the vampires want the baby's blood?” asked Axel uncomprehendingly. “Because of our bloodlines,” I said confidently. “But you're a half-breed, and although my family is from a powerful werewolf bloodline, there's nothing out of the ordinary,” Axel said with an even more furrowed brow. “No,” I said earnestly. “I'm not a common half-breed, actually; my maternal family comes from an old lineage of a fallen angel.”

His ocean blue eyes are now dark and the pain is clear in them. I raise my hands and touch his cheeks. I caress his face and look him in the eyes. "Damien," I call him out. "Imagine this: a perfect life as a child with a big family to love and cherish. I was a young Vampire by then. All that mattered to me was my parents and my family. As a bloodline Vampire, my parents were also bloodline Vampires. Blood line vampires are original vampires not the turned ones. Bloodline Vampires are the only vampires who can have magical abilities," he says and then shuts his eyes. He rubs his forehead and then continues his narration.

“He wasn’t a wolf.” The room feels colder. My heart stops. “What was he?” I ask, though dread coils in my stomach like a tightening rope. She swallows hard. “A bloodline vampire. One of the old clans… He died before he ever knew Allyssa existed.” My jaw clenches. The pieces fall painfully into place. Bloodline vampires are rare, powerful, and ancient. If she inherited even a fraction of that blood… No wonder her shift was violent. No wonder she fought herself.

But I was too distracted to feel comforted. She leaned in close, her voice barely above a whisper. “Don’t make a scene, Diana. Trust me.” Her words were a gentle breeze in the chaos, but I was too busy trying to make sense of what was happening to heed her advice. “Topic: Supernatural Hierarchy and Transformation,” the second teacher, a pale woman with hair like silk and a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, announced. “There are three known bloodlines…. The Moon-Bound, the Hollow-Eyed, and the Burned Claw. Today, we discuss their rites of ascension…”

His eyes burrow into my soul as he says, “You’re my only living child, Raya.” “What happened to the others?” He breathes out a long breath, his shoulders are hunched like this is a heavy burden he’s been carrying for who knows how long. He shook his head, “My genetics are odd and I don’t know why. I’ve never been able to knock up another vampire, it was frowned upon that I wasn’t continuing my bloodline and damn it! I was fucking trying to.”

When he was done, he gently placed her body back on the bed and walked into the bathroom. Once he saw Bella's blood in his hands and mouth in the mirror, he felt different, he felt ashamed. He had betrayed his brother. He was sure Adonis would have killed to have that opportunity. Still, he washed her blood off his hand, mouth, and neck before walking back into the room. "Let's move them both back to the house," The vampire King suggested and Marco nodded. A blanket was removed from one of the sofas to wrap around Bella as they carried her out of the hospital.

The look of one who was going to break a devastating news. "Luke was the first." Shiela continued "All vampires are from his bloodline. And now he's dead." "No.." Daniel's eyes widened in shock as he knew what she was trying to imply. Tears began to stream down his face. "God,No. Please,no." As if to confirm Shiela's theory, red veins began to form on Annabelle's arms and neck. Similar to the one on Luke before his death. "NO!! NO!! ANN,NO!!" Daniel cried frantically as he caught sight of the veins. " Stay with me,Babe. Please!! Please,I beg you!!"

A new fang came into view, their body became pale and they lurked in the darkness as If they were searching for something precious. "Bring it to them." Jasper said like though he already knows what they were searching for. The men entered the end of the room and came back carrying many jars of blood. The seven of them grabbed it and within a blink of an eye, they finished everything. This could as well be the same reason why Jasper seemed to purchase more blood from them, probably because he always creates new Drudge Vampires.

As she fought and clawed at him, Lavinia took the opportunity to lean into the taller girl beside her. "What is this? Where are those girls going?" The taller girl glanced between Lavinia and the crying girl. "Astor is choosing his next batch of meals." "Astor…" That name was familiar to Lavinia. Everyone knew the Astor Family, a Vampire Clan that had control of an entire supply chain of blood. Every vulnerable citizen knew the process. Astor Industries grew and manufactured blood to sell to other vampires, eliminating the need to hunt. But blood does not grow without life. Rumors swirled around that family that they ran farms, raising humans for the slaughter, and selling their blood

At times, he wished he had Claire appetite and strength but since he couldn't have the same source of appetizer as her's he had resorted to just taking animal blood whenever he craved for one . Mel mother had been worried about Claire while they grew and so the worry had been passed to him , he was worried that Claire would lose it one day and might kill someone either by sucking all the blood out of the veins of one human or absorbing the energy of another vampire either ways his fear was that she might enter a rampage and shut out all part of her that was still human ,what happens when she becomes a ripper and he would have nothing else to do than to stake her .