Vampire Academy Books In Order Novels & Stories

This is book two in the series, we are going to see Autumn evolve to become the person she is meant to be with her bff and vampire love by her side

The Ardent Order hesitated—for the first time, uncertain. But the woman only laughed. “Then come, Heir. Show the world what it made when it tried to kill you.” And behind her, the rest of the world—vampires, ghosts, ancient beings—were already stirring. Because the Bloodbound Queen had risen. And nothing could stop what came next. ~~~ The fire still burned behind Alya’s eyes. She sat on the shattered edge of the altar chamber, her legs trembling beneath her, skin glowing faintly with the runes that had awoken inside her blood. The fight with the Ardent Order was over—for now—but not a single part of her felt victorious.

"But he seemed to know me, and I thought I had died, or at least dying, but when I tried to get closer they wouldn't allow it." "Did they say anything?" He asked patiently. "They said that I couldn't make physical contact with either of them… that if I did it would disrupt the order. They said I wasn't supposed to give up yet because I haven't fulfilled my destiny." She paused. "At first I didn't get it, not even after I woke up as a vampire… but right before he burst through the door tonight something told me to soak the dagger in my blood… I don't know, maybe it was someone and not something."

The look in his eyes is completely replaced by that of a bloodthirsty predator. “Lorcan!” Fear as well as excitement engulf me. He is a freaking vampire. His eyes reveal everything. “Move Verena Layton.” He growls, his fangs growing. “Please. Please move out of my sight. I beg you.” “You are a…” I pause. “...vampire.” “YES, I AM A FUDGING VAMPIRE!” He growls, his voice strained with self-control. “GO AWAY BEFORE I DRAIN YOU!”

He enlightened her. "Breed? There are breeds? Aren't you all the same?" Adrianna was dumbfounded to know that vampires have different breeds. He got up and went to grab a book from his shelves, and hand a heavy book to Adrianna. "This will help you because I am not good at explaining things and facts." Said Alaric. Her palms touched the cover of the book which looked antique and royal. She read the title 'Vamoose', called Vampire in latin. "You didn't tell me you have kids." Alaric asked her.

Blood seeped through the fabric, warm against my shaking hands. I swallowed hard. “Okay. First step: stop bleeding. Second step: don’t panic. Third step: find magical vampire first-aid kit.” A drawer slid open with a loud shunk. I yelped. “BRENDA! That is NOT helping!” Inside the drawer sat a crystal bottle full of thick dark liquid. I stared. I blinked. I stared again. “…Is that blood?” The lights flickered once. Yes. “Is it vintage? Like… does blood expire?”

she yelled to Cale, as she stood and gave chase to the Vampires headed for the stairs. She heard Cale firing behind her but did not hear any return fire. As she reached the stairs, she could clearly see the outline of what appeared to be a small, female Vampire cresting the top of the steps. She fired, and the figure dropped, falling backward right toward her. She fired again, and by the time the body reached her, nothing was left but ashes, which rained down in her face, causing her to temporarily close her eyes. She had no idea where the other Vampire that had made it up the stairs had gone, and she could only hope that Cale had some idea where the other three were.

This is book 5. The final book of the series. 1. The Alpha's Mate Who Cried Wolf 2. The Alpha Who Cursed His Mate 3. The Alpha's Mate And The Vampire King 4. The Alpha King's Mate 5. The Alpha And Luna's Final Fate Nina 'That was such a beautiful story!' I smile.

And find out if there was any way to fix it. As she drove, Caitlin thought again of the rare books she had found in her library. Most of all, she that of that one rare volume, and its torn page. She thought of its ancient ceremony, the one in Latin, with its cure for vampirism. She wondered again if it was real. Was that just passed down from folklore? An old wives’ tale?

“Of the White Coven. I have lived for over 3,000 years, and I have been with this coven for 800 of them.” “Why am I here?” “Vampire covens and races are always at war. They are very territorial. Unfortunately, you stumbled right into the middle of it.” “What do you mean?” she asked. “How?” He looked at her, confused. “Don’t you remember?” She stared back, blankly. “Your kill. It ignited all of this.” “Kill?” He slowly shook his head. “So, you don’t remember. Typical. First kills are always that way.” He looked her in the eye. “You killed someone last night. A human. You fed on him. In Carnegie Hall.”