Novel & Cerita Uncle John Vampire Diaries

Javon asked. I didn’t dignify that with a response. I proceeded to the basement and opened the cage letting the vampire out. He was weak, because I had been feeding him with a few cups of animal blood which was not enough to keep him strong. “You finally got back to your senses, huh?” he said. “Your uncle is here,” I told him. “I’m going to tell him everything. You were asking a lot about the company I work for. I think there’s something you want from there and I’m going to make sure you don’t get it.”

my response was enough for him to start looking forward to our date. “Then I’ll see you soon,” he clicked his tongue and stepped back, still smiling until he turned around and walked away. I got up from the bench and walked inside with my crutches when I heard my uncle talking to someone on the phone. The words coming out of his mouth sounded like a siren’s song— horrifying. “She’s still a virgin, and I’ll make sure she stays that way. Virgo! Lavender’s yours, I told you.”

"Daughters are not profitable assets. Once she's married, she'll have nothing to do with us. We can only get as much as we can before she marries. Either you compensate us for her, or tell us her address." My uncle's shameless words made Wendy curse several times. "Is your uncle genetically mutated? What about Penelope? Tell her to run! Looking at your uncle's attitude, she's in for a rough time if they find her. She must have had terrible karma in her past lives to end up with such vampire-like parents." "She knows my uncle and aunt are in Johnsonville. She's probably already left." "It's good that she left. Joey brought them here, so let her deal with it."

There was silence now, and I presumed I had the floor now to say what I wanted. "You're done talking, right? Old or not, your uncle looks way way better than you or your father can ever imagine, Daniel. So don't get all bogie about yourself." I chuckled. "You know, you are actually a nobody without my wealth. Your dad has nothing apart from being a lapdog for your grandfather. And to talk about your uncle who you address as old, he has everything, everything you will never be able to have on your own Daniel." I paused and could see the defeated look on Daniel's face.

Was his next question. “Yes! Tell me.” I almost clapped in joy but figured I'd probably look mental to our “beloved hosts". The man sitting on the head chair is my father, King Nichole. The man on his right is my uncle, King Haron. The last one is the person whom I hate the most, my cousin, Daniel." A scowl overtook his handsome face at the name. I nodded thoughtfully. So the extremely handsome vampire was his father, the charmingly handsome vampire was his uncle and the irritating prick was his cousin.

And the only reason he could disarm me was by using my title. I’ll admit it startled me. I feared how much Albert managed to learn about me in such a short time. I’d never forgive myself if I endangered the pack in any way. Thankfully, the information he revealed assured me the pack was in no danger. He’s one of the vampires working with the guild after Khalid and Dani took down Khalid’s father. Not only that, but he’s also the vampire Uncle John and Aunt Sarael met in Paris when a demon was working with werewolf elders to steal the strength of alpha heirs.

He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got was the answer of a drunken night. In the end, Dante accepted the boy. Maybe because he saw himself in the boy who was also left by his mother. He named the boy Dae, which is the only thing he got when he asked. Dae is taken good care of, of course, on the material level. No one knows if he really understands what happened and if he considers Dante as his dad, yet no one could blame him. Thus, you can always find the awkward atmosphere between these two, where in most cases, only exists the silence.

Adriana Jensen ~•~ “You’re living my dream life, Adriana.” I laughed at Sophia’s words. “Your dream life is to go on a trip with your ex and find out he’s cheating on you, so you end up going after his uncle who you’re not sure really likes you but wants to keep you around anyway?” “I don’t mind going through all that as long as the uncle is a handsome rich young man who commands attention wherever he goes.” Saint did command attention wherever he found himself.

The young voodooist yelled as he squeezed his head while gritiing his teeth and pressing his eye lids together . You can either wimper away like a spineless bitch or you can take the fight to your blasian auntie and stomp her from feeding the souls of my city to that cocky ass Cypress. " My uncle is dying , Asshole. Can’t you see that ? ” You dont know who your talking to so ill let that comment slide. But dont worry, youll find out soon enough. As for your uncle, do you think he’d want you to let your precious friends be killed while you lay here crying? Especially that curly haired creole girl your so keen on ?

“No… he wasn’t. He died in a car crash on his fifteenth birthday. Hadn’t gotten his wolf yet and the friends he was with did. All the others were able to walk away after their wolves healed them.” “Hold the fuck up!” Uncle jumped a little, his eyes going wide. “What do you mean he died?! Who’s the fucker I hired?!” “Language young man.” She glared at him, Uncle cussing some more for good measure. I flipped the page again and saw new pictures, some with a young boy on the cusp of becoming an adult and almost looking exactly like John, but different. He was more chiseled in his features; his eyes lacking the joy of the child in the previous ones.