True Blood Fanfic Novels & Stories

I had also occasionally fantasized what it would be like not to have to think about that. HBO's True Blood turns in part on the character of Bill Compton (Stephen Moyer), another morally upright vampire, who's in a relationship with the human Sookie Stackhouse (Anna Paquin). As in Diaries, Bill is constantly being pressured by his vampire brethren to embrace his gory appetite. HBO

I don’t care about the burning sensation of the liquor before the bartender was smiling at me. “Well, that was something. Anything happened?” He asked as I was looking at him. I think his name was Timothy or something. “Yeah, something like that,” I said as I was remembering the green eyes of that man. Aaron Covaci, a normal man that I met before I know the truth. Before I have to take him out because he was a blue blood. And not only regular blue blood but a pure one, one of the Originals. I sighed before I was asking for another whiskey that Tim was obliged to do it for me.

A low rumbling sound escapes her lips and Azraiel instantly knows it’s her wolf. Azraiel keeps wiping her body with the ice-cold water but her fever doesn’t come down. Her squirming has now turned into thrashing and it looks like he’ll need help to hold her down. But he is also unsure...he has no idea what he is dealing with. He isn’t worried about himself…but about others…. Azraiel is still in a dilemma when something suddenly clicks in his head. He is a Trueblood. A fucking Trueblood. He should be able to handle this without endangering others.

Bri tried to convince the girl. Zoe sighed deeply. "I wish he would be my mate," Zoe said, dreamily. Bri laughed and went back to the bathroom, the bathtub was full. ______________________ When dinner was over, it was dark and Fay went to his room. He got into the room and walked to the window, he opened it and looked outside. The dark cloud made the pack dark and he could not see anything, he wanted to close the window and head back to the bed but he did not. He just stood by the window, staring into the dark space. He was confused and devastated.

Aaron heard that as well and said, “Just kill me, Bryan… I don’t want to go corrupt. Bryan looked at him and took him in his arms and said, “Don’t talk nonsense, you are not going to die.” Bryan said as he grabbed Aaron’s hand and closed his eyes Aaron asked, “What are you doing?” Bryan did not reply and that was when Ava said, “he is trying to take the corruption into him he will give you his pure energy and in return take your dark energy and go corrupt on your behalf. True blood can do this.” Aaron’s eyes widened when he heard that and used all his power to push Bryan back, Bryan had absorbed some of the dark energy already, “have you lost it, Bryan!”

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

My husband always had a low sex drive, so we hadn’t slept together once in our three years of marriage. But tonight, after he rejected me yet again, rows of comments suddenly appeared before my eyes: [I’m dying. This supporting female character actually thinks the male lead has no interest in sex when he simply doesn’t want to touch her.] [Isn’t this great? He’s saving himself for the female lead. Once he meets her next month, he’ll lock her up and force her to love him!] [After kicking the supporting female character out, the male lead will bring the female lead home. She won’t be allowed to leave for seven whole days!] I stared at the man sleeping with his back to me and laughed despite my

Reduced to a mere maid by her wicked stepmother, Elara’s only hope for escape was her fated mate, Alpha Ryker. But on the morning of their wedding, she is framed for dark magic, brutally rejected, and replaced by her evil stepsister. ​Banished, penniless, and shockingly pregnant with Ryker’s twins, Elara thinks her life is over. ​She couldn't be more wrong. ​Elara isn’t a cursed omega. Her silver hair is the mark of the Moon Wolves, a legendary, ancient bloodline of healers. Hunted for her rare blood, she is captured and sold to the Obsidian Lycan Empire to serve Prince Cassian, a dangerously powerful but cursed Lycan who descends into maddening hysteria. ​Only Elara’s dormant magic can

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

I just want to see him again, to kiss him. But first, I want Trace gone for my life. Forever. "Purebloods don't exist," Trace snaps, patience wearing thin. "No, but they do. And you'll soon find out because he's going to kill you," I insist. He should be terrified right now, but unsurprisingly, he doesn't believe me. Trace turns away. "We should get you some ice. You seriously hit your head." "I know it sounds crazy, but I'm telling you the truth. I'm not even sure why I should, because I hate you."