Vampire Academy Book 1 Novels & Stories

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

She felt as if she were outside of herself, looking down, and she became more and more confused. She read. And read. And read. Finally, it hit her like a lightning bolt: this book, it was hers. Her journal. The journal of a teenage girl. A story of coming of age. Of going back in time. Of falling in love with a man named Caleb. Of having a daughter named Scarlet. Of becoming a vampire. She wondered if she were losing her mind. Was this some sort of practical joke? Some sort of fantasy she’d had as a young girl? What was it doing here? How did her grandmother have it? And why was she only drawn to open it now, at this time?

was all he said staring into heavy lidded dark violet eyes, she blinked nodding as she let him go quickly, he smiled unable to do anything else as that warm feeling returned at his words. A week passed and the castle filled with vampires and half breeds making ava was feel claustrophobic. Everywhere she went someone was there. Blue eyes from dius’s brothers group, white eyes for another and even a small group of seven with violet eyes like her. They had been surprised to see her when they came asking why she was with a red eyes when she clearly belonged with them. She had just looked at dius for help. He had quickly explained she was his familiar and a half breed not a full fledged vampire a

Viremont Academy was supposed to be the pinnacle of supernatural education, but it was really just a gilded cage where the rich kids played pretend with their inherited power. I despised the mundane politics and the fragile egos that shattered the moment a real threat walked into the room, so watching this girl defy them was highly entertaining. "I saw Darian Varric look the other way when you walked past his pack," I remarked casually, and I watched her shoulders tense at the mention of the wolf. "D-Darian is dealing with his own problems, and I don't need a babysitter to help me eat breakfast," she said, but a brief flash of hurt cracked through her tough exterior before she buried it agai

"I didn't smell him; I can't explain, it's like he was camouflaged by some magic." To me, all this talk of magic, wolves, vampires, and witches was just nonsense they believed in. But I couldn't deny that something serious happened; something I had never seen Ivy cry or be scared about, not even when they invaded my room that night of the attack. "I think we should get out of here." I say, holding her arm. "Let's look for Alaric." Alaric had to help us; this situation was too bizarre to be ignored. I couldn't understand how an intruder passed through the people in the village and entered here without being noticed; this was too serious.

I immediately teleported to the back of one of them and put him to sleep then I kicked the one who was still holding Clementine's arm and put him to sleep as well. I turned around in front of us and immediately kicked the runner in our direction. I immediately put him to sleep and then turned my attention to the vampire above. I immediately flew up and put it to sleep as well. When I was weak, I fell down and swallowed when I saw some more wolf vampires rising. "Clementine hide!" I shouted but she didn't seem to hear anything because she was just looking at the rising wolf vampire. She turned to me and immediately ran towards my direction then hugged me.

I stared at him in even more confusion and blinked my eyes rapidly trying to grasp what he just said when my head start to hurt, the pain started small and it advanced and before I knew it all I could see was black. I was awake again, only this time my head doesn't hurt that much anymore and I remember who I am but I'm not in the same place I was before I blacked out. What is this place? There's blood everywhere, the smell is driving me crazy, I have to leave before I kill someone. I tried to stand up but my legs felt like jelly. I regained my balance and tried to find my way out of this strange place before I turn full vamp. As I went farther away the smell of blood reduced and my urges les

Why else would we have this festivity in her name? I traveled the usual way. Just like any human would, by plane. Although, I could easily teleport, teleportation is one of the perks of being a vampire with noble blood.And only the purebloods can do that. However, I like to travel in style and also, I just had my passport and Visa done by a fellow vampire. I like to travel in style, so, of course, I took the first class and slept through out the flight. When I reached the airport, I saw how hard it was to get a cab, so I went back inside with the little hand carry luggage I have, mostly a prop--and teleported in the ladies’ room. In the blink of the eye I was in the magnificent hallway of ou

Thanking Kesha, the brunette grabbed the Night Raven from its sheath and stepped into the resulting passage. The corridor was dark and cold. William stumbled, smelling the stagnant smell of blood that crowded out any other smells. Swallowing hard, the adviser frowned and walked forward, trying to get his bearings in the string of unfamiliar corridors. Sensing someone else's presence, William clenched the hilt of his sword, preparing to attack. A young vampire jumped out to meet him. Her thick brown hair was matted and turned into a solid lump. William's hand trembled for a moment - the girl looked very young. So innocent and fragile. The stranger’s pretty face twisted at the sight of the win

The second I step into the hallway, I nearly slam straight into someone. “Dibella!” She barely has time to register me before I grab her arm, breathless. “A vampire—” I pant, still shaking, still running on pure adrenaline. “A vampire attacked us in the library. Valerie—she needs help. She’s still in there.” Dibella’s eyes go razor-sharp. “Where’s the vampire?” “Dead.” I don’t elaborate, and she doesn’t ask. She doesn’t waste a second before pushing past me, sprinting into the library to help Valerie.