Romans & histoires The Vampire Diaries Fanfiction

He kisses her back. She tells him "I am not a weak bitch to whimper with pain just because my mate shoved up his thing inside me. I am much more than that my mate" Xandier nods hearing her and closes his eyes. Darcy goes to sleep soon as she is tired even though she doesn't want to accept it. Xandier opens his eyes the next moment and sits up on the bed with aggression. He has smelled something foreign. Whoever it is, has smelled like a Vampire. He gets up from his bed and runs into the direction where he smell the odour. He soon shifts into his black wolf form and runs as faster as he could. He can still smell him but he is not able to see him. He looks up at the tree to see a man looking a

She licked the rim of her cup. “Thank you, darling,” she purred, her voice low but loud enough for me to hear. “It’s just like the other night… when you hunted this for me. That Blood Rush was absolutely divine. I never knew losing control could feel so… exquisite.” Blood Rush. A state where a vampire, high on prime blood, not only has their power surge, but their libido hits its peak. So while I was fasting and praying for our wedding, they were out in the wild, indulging in this filthy ecstasy.

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

I was starting to get desperate with our lips devouring each other and our bodies rubbing together, I wanted more. "Damon, more please," I pleaded making him look at me and as if something clicked in his mind, he quickly retreated from me. "Fuck, what have I done?" he whispered while running his hand through his hair in frustration. He gave me one last look and used his vampiristic speed to leave my bedroom. I was left on the bed confused and flustered. What was his problem? Every single time we would get a little intimate he would always pull some shit like that. At least Ryan seemed like the guy who knew what he wanted.

he added, the sweetest smile on his face. But Cyrille was taken aback when the man’s fangs protruded from his mouth, as if in a vampire film, and she became even more terrified. “Now, let me taste you once more, my love...” Cyrille awoke sweating profusely, trying to catch her breath. She can’t believe what she’s been dreaming about. She enjoys everything about vampires, but that was the only time she was scared. “Wait, what was that? Why did I have such a random dream?” She kept asking herself, unable to believe what had happened to her. She felt as if she were in a bureaucratic nightmare that she would never be able to escape, no matter how way too obsessed she is with vampires.

He started to read it. “Day one without Darius. I don’t know how my little angel and I are going to survive this separation but Valerie has been really helpful to us. We had to move down here because some people believe it’s an abomination for a werewolf and a vampire to fall in love and get married but that was what Darius and I did and we have two beautiful children. A boy and my little girl” It went on and on. Damian smiled at the diary “It is okay if you get bored but there’s something you should see” Anna said, flipping the diary to the center.

As soon as he fell asleep and stood well, his eyes closed and said . - "Same Sms." Rihanna understands nothing. He looked at him with empty eyes and felt him. Slowly, the eyes open and feel. He got the same smell in that white veil. Which was read in the palace of Vampaya. He is out of his house. Even if hope is turned into despair, he does not have the doubt about Rihanna. Who is the girl surrounded by this beauty? What is his real identity? Feeling cut off the phone and move forward to Rihanna's feelings ....

“You’re nothing but trouble, sneaking in here when I didn’t give you permission.” “I know.” “I came here to get away from you. Figured you wouldn’t come looking.” “I know.” “Do you know why I’m hiding from you, Ria?” He pushed my hair to one side, leaning over until his lips hovered right above my neck. His breath along my flesh sent shivers down my spine, my back arching and grinding against his hardened length beneath me. “When vampires drink, it elicits arousal,” he muttered lowly. I gasped when his teeth scraped against my throat, right over the artery. “We prefer to drink while we fuck, and the scent of your blood…”

Stefan and Elena are probably lovers right now. Wait for a second—my eyes widened as soon as something smacked my mind. I replayed the scene—where Damon feeds blood from Caroline and then he compels her to forget about it. Hannah, the girl I met in the washroom—there were marks on her neck, but she didn't remember how she felt. And coming today, it was Bella — she said she met in an accident, but I feel like she was lying. I jumped out of bed while watching some vampire scenes in the vampire diaries.

'That's how much it's going to hurt when I decapitate you like Daman does to Kai' A Vampire diary reference cool. How cool! Kai killed nearly all of his siblings fucking psycho but didn't even die. And yes, I watch the vampire diaries, and what about it? 'Well Damon and Kai didn't have sex with each other, did they now baby?' Anger was clear on her face as she took her nail and slashed it down my hands scratching me and as my grip weakened, she got her legs off my arms and stood on her own two legs. She began walking to the door but turned around