Vampire Diaries Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Lamia said, preparing the injection. "I love you, Lamia. I don't regret this life as long as I have you." "I love you too, honey." After the injection, the two vampires embraced, their kiss turning into a savage exchange of blood that only their kind could enjoy.

She added and it was as if her words revived him and he came back to his normal self. Once a Vampire falls in love, he becomes possessive of his mate but in Ray's case he couldn't. Sam wasn't giving him any chance to but instead, she talks better of her Jerk Best friend. Jealousy could be what is making him behave like that. When he came out of the water, his body was bruised and Sam could see it. But as he slowly advanced towards her, the bruises healed by Itself. Sam went and began to touch his body just to confirm what she just saw.

The first manifestation of pregnancy that most Vampires have is sleepwalking, a mental breakdown then beginning to gradually lose awareness and memories. While making love at that time, Phoebe was bloodthirsty and tried to bite Louis' shoulder to drink blood, it was not because she was too hungry to take the risk nor because Phoebe was too hateful of Louis to attack him. Phoebe's action at that time was to create a "mate" link with Louis, but… Louis refused this connection by brutally beating Phoebe and causing her already weakened spirit to become even more damaged pity and fear for him.

He pushed me at an arm's length away from him but still didn't let go of my shoulders and said staring straight into my eyes. "I will never hurt anyone you love. Your sister was never abducted. Pure-blooded vampires have special abilities. I have telepathy and Damon has hypnotism, the ability to tamper with someone’s memories and brain.” My head felt like it was going to explode. What kind of plot twist was this now?

Though someone may have complained about the lack of vitality. However, something unexpected hit Dante when one day, a woman came to his door with a child claiming that he was his father. There was no way that Dante would admit it because he didn't believe in women anymore when his mother left, not to mention the pure pleasure from fresh. But the DNA test left him speechless. The woman asked for quite a lot of money and left without any hesitation, she was soon gone again as if she never appeared. If it wasn't because of the child standing lively in front of him, Dante would consider all this as a dream, a nightmare. He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got wa

At first it was just a faint sound. Then I couldn't stop it at all. The tears came welling up with it. I laughed until my arm shook, the wound splitting open a little more, blood dripping onto the carpet. Adrian frowned. “Elena.” I ignored him. I watched that couple in each other's arms and laughed until the tears spilled over. All these years, it wasn't that I'd asked too much of a vampire noble. I'd simply set my heart on the wrong man from the very start.

Why would she suddenly remember a sister who supposedly meant nothing? Though doubt lingered in my heart, she was now the prince's publicly acknowledged fiancée. I had no authority to refuse. The moment I reached her chamber, I saw Alexus stride out with his robe open, a satisfied smile on his face. I lowered my head at once. He did not spare me a single glance. His scent was unmistakable—blood and roses, that lingering fragrance a vampire exudes after intimacy. I knew immediately that my sister had already slept with him.

Being a creature of the night, I embraced the warmth of the Lycan Alpha's lips as a harbinger of change—a celestial alignment that defied the conventions of our supernatural realms. In that fleeting moment, I surrendered to the currents of destiny, my lips locking with her in a silent vow that echoed through the ages. The kiss, an ephemeral communion, spoke of a connection that transcended the confines of immortality—a union forged in the crucible of time, where vampire and Lycan found solace in the embrace of each other. Yes. She's a Lycan. A Lycan who was destined to end my life, but even after knowing that, I am still ready to get my life taken if it's her who’ll take it.

I say grimly. "Do I have to be that old to have a mate?" she asks. "Yes! Even older!" Rich laughter erupts from behind me. Elena says through our mind link. . She takes a seat next to me, on the bench, on puts her head on my shoulder. . . Hey! Sorry it took so long to put all the chapters for this story! I also made a new account and I will be posting there more complex and better written stories - Amy T. I will rewrite this story. And I will have more werewolf stories, and also fantasy stories.