Vampire Diaries Alexander Novels & Stories

A descendant of the first vampire. Victor has the largest clan, governing Romania. Alexander's instinct prodded and he knew the man could not be trusted. If he found out he was a traitor to their organization, to the allied forces, he will make sure to feed him his own heart. "King Alexander, we know you are newly mated," He had not even marked his Anna yet much less mate with her. "but we need you in South of France right away before this ends in bloodshed." Fucking dramatic.

Tate stated the obvious. Alexander pulled out two glass bottles of blood and closed the fridge, he looked at his best friend and smiled weakly, “I know, but I got Eden into this mess. He thinks I am having thousands of affairs but I am using him to kill out all the vampires and I would rather save his life than my own kids.” “Eden knows you used him but it still kills him,” Winter said as she walked into the kitchen. Alexander regarded Winter and chugged down the first bottle of blood. Licking the sides of his lips when he was done he said, “I have hurt him too much so I need to at least suffer for what I have done.”

Family had a mind link connection, that was common knowledge, but I assumed that when he decided to turn rogue that any connection between us was long gone. “And yet here we are.” I replied grimly. Looking over his bloodied body with a small mixture of sympathy. “He will come for you now.” I drew my eyes back to his, the spark of light beginning to diminish in his dark orbs. “Who will come?” I ask. “The one who started this all of course. This does not end with my death nephew.” “Who? Who are you talking about!” I shout at him, shaking his body as I spoke. “A vampire chooses their own mates Alexander. You have been chosen.” He replied cryptically, just as the last vestiges of life drained fr

Nova wouldn’t approve. The guy steps closer, his eyes darkening. "You must be the infamous Rhydar Kane." I flash him a cold smile. "Depends who's asking." "My name is Alexander," he says. "Son of the alpha of alphas." Wow. I'm shaking in my boots. "So?" I say, cocking a brow. "I have heard a lot about you. You’re a pussy who goes around parading himself to be a predator. People like you disgust me.”

There was silence for a long time before Alex decided to talk again. "I need to know who you are, why you're calling me a strange name, and all other nonsense stuffs you are performing right now. Just fucking tell me!" Bagdana held out his hand towards him. "I am Bagdana, it's nice to finally—" "My name is Alex. King Alex. Alpha of the Wolf Pack, King of Forester." He held his gaze for a while as he said those words as if he was trying to let them sink into his memory. His cold steel-blue eyes fixed on him.

His lips stretched into an ugly grimace and were cut by long, sharp teeth. “The creature you saw that fateful Halloween night was me,” Alexander said. “I killed the maid. We are destined to kill each other once another heir comes along. Your grandfather kept me away from him to prevent this from happening. I stayed away from you and your mother to prevent this.” Alexander buried his face in his hands. “But why did she have to come look for me, Oh God. Why didn’t she stay away?”

“Wait, who the fuck is that?” “What do you mean?” Täydellisyys looks at Alex. “Victoria, get back,” Alex stands between us. “I am the stepson of Alpha Triton Lewis. If you are here to hurt me fine, leave everyone else.” At this I shift back. “What the fuck?” I ask. Alex sits on the couch as Täydellisyys runs inside. “You are a werewolf?” Alex takes deep breathes. “Are you a rogue?”

I looked up and saw one of the younger warriors, standing there with a stack of fresh linens in his arms, and he was looking at me like I was doing something wrong. "The Alpha told me to move her gear, Leo, so I’m just getting started on the first load while she’s out," I replied, quickly shoving the wooden wolf back into the bag and zipping it shut as fast as I could. "Is it true she's a vampire?" He asked as he stepped into the room to drop the sheets on the bed, and he looked around the space with wide eyes like he expected a monster to jump out of the closet. "The guys are saying she doesn't eat food and that she stays awake all night just watching the hallways, so everyone is pretty fre

“Her name’s Lisa Adrian. She was caught in the woods—thought she was a witch at first. She’s not.” Alex raised an eyebrow, waiting. He knew me well enough to sense there was more. “She’s a vampire,” I said, keeping my voice low, though the room was soundproofed against prying ears. “Alireza Firouzja’s daughter.” His reaction was immediate—eyes widening, a sharp curse slipping past his lips. “What the hell. You're sure this isn't a trap. A vampire? Here? And Firouzja’s blood, no less.”

Amorfia called out coldly, but it was enough for Axel to reveal a scowl on his face after hearing it. "It seemed Alexander was the only person you remembered and not me, Miss Amorfia," Axel said, with a scowl on his face but emphasizes the term 'Miss' more when seeing that the man that Amorfia referred to as her fiancee when talking to him, finally came and stood just beside Amorfia, with a gentle expression, quite having an amiable temperament. But... Axel and Alexander who already knows the world, and already knows the existence of vampires, moved their noses, their noses scrunched up at the strong smell of blood as the urge to transform and shred this guy into pieces appeared inside their