Vampire Diaries Fan Art Novels & Stories

My thoughts were all over the place Saturday. I’d barely slept after I’d gotten home. All I could think about was him – Xander – and his promise to come to me again. I was nervous. I was excited. What did I want to ask? I guess I should start with the things I know about vampires, or think I know. I’ve read Dracula; huge fan of The Lost Boys; big into Buffy the Vampire Slayer – but those were all pop-culture references, and so far, none of that seemed true: Xander didn’t wear a cape, he hadn’t turned into a bat that I’d seen, and his face didn’t get all bumpy when he bit someone.

She tried to get her neck free from Ethan’s grip with her both hands but his grip got stronger. Alice almost choked to death. In the sky, the cloud started moving a bit faster now letting some moonlight reach the earth. As the moonlight fell on Ethan his grip got weaker and finally, Alice got herself free from Ethan and fell on the ground a few steps away from Ethan. She coughed terribly. She saw Ethan and was shocked to see his fangs. Ethan has turned into his vampire form.

Blade said, this was the most happiest moment in his life. "I love you my love, mon amour." Bella said, smiling down at him. Blade smiled so widely, for the first time, she was able to see his full set of white teeth. "I love you too Mon amour and please do not stop telling me how much you love me, It gives me an assurance that everything will be alright." Blade said, giving her another mind blowing kiss. "Mark me, drink from my blood, you are a vampire and I wish to give you my blood. I want to be your Luna who will stand fully by you. I don't wanna be a werewolf anymore, is that possible?"

I thought he didn't like my artwork, but a few minutes later he returned with a glowing crystal, which he mounted above the frame as a light source. "It looks better this way," he explained briefly, the tips of his ears turning red. The viewing screen exploded: 【The vampire-werewolf just decorated that painting!】 【I can't believe it! Is this really the same vampire-werewolf who massacred the entire Silver Moon Pack?】 【Serina's Lunar Fear is still 0! How on earth is she doing this?】 The witch sisters stood before the painting in silence for a long time. Finally, Morgana reached out and gently touched the image of herself.

Lined up in front of Shawn and a girl with red hair and blue eyes, glowing a faint bubblegum colour, not to mention with Vampire fangs. "Hey, aren't those the Specials?" Dorian daunted, looking at the mysterious group from school. Zachary darted his camera over to the Betas. He couldn't believe his eyes as he continued recording, and one of them bared their fangs out in the air. "They...really are Vampires?"

" Titan asked, sounding perplexed. "Fictional worlds," she clarified. "Let's check out vampire diaries," "Vamps are the arch enemies of wolves," "I don't need to be a wolf to know that," Olivia said. "Maybe you'll learn a thing or two about them. Besides wolves make an appearance here too," Halfway through the first season, Titan complained that Damon Salvatore was a crazy psychopath with no future. "At least you understand how I feel when you kill people," "Hey I kill for cogent reasons, he kills indiscriminately," Titan protested.

I folded my hands across my chest and frowned at him in both confusion and annoyance. "Stop-just-" Alex huffed in frustration before covering his face with his hands and letting out a sigh in exasperation. I was about to say something else too but stopped when I heard a few girls groan and my eyes snapped towards the crowd. I noticed Joey, Franklin,danny and other vampires digging their fangs into the girls neck, sucking them hungrily and I could feel my eyes widening at the sight. They were doing it in public? Why? It was already getting dark, we were supposed to go home.

To be honest, Harvey feels a little sorry for those who love Lionel's drawing and painting style when this treasure of Samson's can never be displayed before their eyes. However, if they knew that the artist was a thousand-year-old vampire, surely no one would want to own or admire his masterpiece. These typical red and yellow paintings will make them think of human blood, not romantic, nostalgic autumn. - Oh, did you draw yourself and Lucasta? – Harvey stepped forward, tilting his neck to look at the painting of a couple hanging on the wall. - No, I drew her, and she drew me. There was a hint of sadness in that answer. Although it was only fleeting, Harvey still easily recognized it.

I t was a young girl with flowing hair the color of the sun, and clear blue eyes, like the sky in autumn, calm and peaceful. Then suddenly, the thick ancient characters quickly retreated, burrowing into the wrists of the two people standing here, a human and a blood-sucking demon. Selina touched the mark on her wrist. The scarlet mark came to life, then the red disappeared, becoming a dreary black. Her pale skin highlights the image of a pair of tangerine swans. Selina looked at the mark on her hand in horror, and in the vampire's silver-gray eyes, there was an indescribable surprise.