Uncle John Vampire Diaries の小説・ストーリー

Ileana, her mother’s death, no, suicide. In her dad's bloodline, the vampire syndrome was a prevailing predicament. It'd taken her Uncle Stephen, Uncle Thomas too, his little child of two and virtually all of them- her grandparents, three generations before hers and now, it had come for her also and her mother hadn’t made things easier by intoxicating herself with drugs.

He strode toward me, admiration written all over his face. "Beautiful," he said. "Absolutely gorgeous." I couldn't help but grin. Just then, a familiar voice echoed from outside. My heart clenched, and my hands tightened involuntarily. I hadn't expected John to come here. Matt rested a calming hand on my shoulder before turning to leave the room. Outside, John rushed toward him, desperation written all over his face. "Uncle, lend me your phone. Please." Matt narrowed his eyes, giving his ungrateful nephew a cold, assessing look. "What do you need it for?" he asked icily.

"You probably shouldn't have even told him you were retiring. He’s a ghost. He wouldn't have known the power had changed." Dad laughed for real this time, though it was weary. "He would have found out. Nothing escapes Michael Knox. Besides, I didn't tell him. Adam went running his mouth, hoping to impress the man. Adam thinks that once he owns the Greene Empire, he’ll finally be worthy of his uncle's respect." "His uncle?" I froze. "Yes. Michael Knox is Adam’s uncle. Not that he cares for the boy; they don't speak. Michael is straight to the point, no drama. He doesn't keep in touch with anyone."

"No. It’s Alaric Vance." The name hit me harder than the cold. I felt a sharp, familiar ache in my chest—one I had spent three years trying to bury. Alaric Vance. The man who had been my father’s shadow, his most brilliant protégé. The man who had started as an intern and ended up running half the firm before he left to start his own empire. The man I used to follow around like a lost puppy when I was seventeen, back when I used to call him "Uncle Alaric" just to see him smirk.

Date = 8 November Place = San Francisco (Damion’s house) POV - Melaena “This whole thing has been coming for a long time,” Uncle John says, his voice roughening, like the words are scraping their way out. “We just never thought it would touch you. Not like this.” He swallows hard. “Turns out … we were wrong.” The room seems to shrink. Even the house — this warm, beautiful dream of a place — feels like it’s holding its breath.

he calls out. One of the vampires in the room steps forward. He was very tall with a huge frame. “Ever fucked filth like this before?” my uncle sneers. “We all know you’ll fuck anything. Why not give us a little show?” My entire body went pale. Olsen grins, flashing sharp, yellowed fangs as his eyes roam over me. “I don’t know if she’s quite my taste, My Lord.” he murmurs cruelly. “You won’t know until you give her a try.” My uncle grabs my arm and yanks me to my feet before shoving me toward him. “Go on.”

“I should have at least asked him what evidence he has against me. If he shows the evidence to the pure vampires, then all my efforts so far to become the vampire king would turn futile.” Uncle Ronald pulled at his hair in anguish. He tried moving further, but the thought of getting exposed to the vampire world was troubling him. He somehow managed to fly ahead when his gaze fell upon the vampire king’s minister, ‘Frank’ Nice to meet you, Frank! Uncle Donald was greeted as he felt relieved to see his only friend in the vampire world.

"Just, don't get shocked, okay?" Scarlett slowly got her head upright from her bed. Josh lowered his followed by a sigh before slowly lifting it back up. He showed off his teeth in front of her, they were normal. Until his incisors started to sharpen out into perfect straight fangs. Scarlett's eyes widened in shock. Her Uncle Joshua...was a Vampire?! Scarlett suddenly felt her blood run cold as she took a few shuffles away from her uncle. So she was right all along, Vampires were real! And her uncle was one the entire time. Since her last encounter with one, she started to build panic. "Wait, Scarlett. It's fine---"

" What if I tell my uncle that we are both dating? " She scoffed and bitter anger surged through her and she rolled her eyes ."Is that the best you can come up with?" And how about I tell your uncle that you have been embezzling funds from his company." she threatened back and watched his eyes narrowed into a slit in fear. He stepped back a little and she smiled ." How about you start calling me Auntie now?" He was already turning red about to say something when Rafael came . "I can see you both are getting to know each other?"

Angelica’s POV Thankfully Joffrey wasn’t kept in the dark like myself, with my uncle’s business in the city, as he was able to have a vamp doctor meet us at my uncle’s house to help with the vamp that I had found, that was hanging on for his life. As soon as the doctor saw him, he verified right away that the vamp was indeed one of my uncle’s men, telling me that my intuition about him was right. Unfortunately, now it was a waiting game for him to wake up from the injuries that he had sustained, and I could see that Joffrey was growing impatient knowing that his aunt’s life was in the hands of a mad man.