Vampire Diaries April Novels & Stories

If being a singer meant being happy in the hands of multiple men, I didn't want to date one. "Who's that?" Carolina asked. "No one." "April. Is that April Hartfield?" I frowned. "You know her?" "Yes, I saw her on the paper. I've also seen her with Ryan a few times. They seem pretty close. " "Could you please step out?" I asked. "I'm not feeling well." "What's the problem?" "Just get out!" "Oh alright, I'll go. Call me." April was calling again. My finger hovered over the icons.

April asked. “Dawn is the Mietra of the nightfall coven. She is a pure-blood witch. Bryan has told me that Aaron should not find out about him getting hurt at all costs. Hence, I didn’t go to him, but do you know something?” April sighed and kept her hand over her forehead before she said, “Someone… someone…. Claire!” April said suddenly and Ashley looked at her and blinked, “okay and who is this Claire?” “Claire is Bryan’s step mother.”

She lingered far too long, her lips brushing the side of his cheek in a faux-air kiss that was closer to a graze. April didn’t say a word. She didn’t need to. She watched. Willow stepped back but kept her hand on Noah’s forearm, sliding it down slightly before letting it rest just above his wrist. “You look good,” she purred. Then her eyes landed on April, a fake-surprised expression painting her face. “Oh! This must be April Harrington. I didn’t recognize you without the overlong bangs, braces, and that weight you had on, dear. I didn’t realize you were even still in the picture.”

Lucifer didn't reply. "Okay then, Give me the pictures. Let's make use of them." April said. 'I don't want to be a part of this anymore.' She thought. It's hurting. She suppressed her tears and took pictures from Lucifer but he didn't let go of them. "April, why do I feel you are too much more than what you show?" He asked. April laughed a little to his true words and left without giving him a response as Lucifer also left for his flight back to London.

Even after everything Madeline did to me, her wolf still chose loyalty. “Diane.” April’s voice cuts through the clearing like a breaking branch. Every single wolf in the tree line goes dead silent. “I will be Betty’s counterpart,” April states, stepping forward until her massive shadow completely blocks out the white wolf. Diane turns, her eyebrows pulling together. “Are you certain, April? The curse broke you. You have not rested enough to endure a binding.” April opens her jaws, letting out a vicious, warning growl that makes the dirt beneath my feet vibrate. She does not answer with words. She doesn’t need to.

“Good day, passengers. This is the announcement for flight 69A to Romania—” “Sure, sure. I must depart at this time. They’ve already started calling passengers. Bye. I’ll call you when we arrive at our first stop.” She didn’t let Rina bother her again and ended the call right away. Cyrille stood up straight and took a deep breath. “That’s it. I’ll be there, Romania. Vampires await my grand arrival.”

If they were true, I was glad that April got to experience the taste of what it was like to be humiliated in public. It didn't take long before I got home. A scent filled the air– April! She was back from school. My face creased in anger. That whore had the Lycan Prince's smell all over her! I followed the smell to the living room and found April sitting on the sofa, apparently waiting for somebody. "What are you doing here?" I snapped at her. "I live here, and I was waiting for you." My face relaxed slightly, and I looked her over in disgust.

She pouted then trudged out of the room. Nadia widened her eyes as the man came closer to her. He lifted his own wrist to his mouth and chomped down. The sound of breaking skin sent a cringing shiver down her spine. Blood pooled from the prick and Damon offered her his wrist. Nadia instantly shook her head. “You’re delusional.” She retorted. Damon furrowed his brows. “Vampire blood heals little wolf.” He urged his wrist forward for her to take. “I’m not drinking that.” She pursed her lips.

I went over to the desk in my room and started writing, ‘Hey Mom, it’s been a while. I found out a lot over this last week; first, Nick is trying really hard to get me to like him, it’s sweet. Second, he took me to the house of the witches and I discovered that Nicholas is my mate.’ I wipe some of my tears away, ‘A vampire is my mate. How could the Moon Goddess pair me with a vampire? I don’t know what to do, Mom. What about children? Would they be hybrids? I feel like I should tell him but I don’t know if I want to be with him; maybe I should reject him, at least then I’d be free to find someone that I could truly love. I wish you were here to help me, Mom, I need your advice; I don’t have