Vampire Diaries Fanfiction Oc Novels & Stories

I could hear Maurice and Serena in the hall, yet tunning them out, I wrapped my mate in my arms, devouring her lips, my tongue, taking claim of hers, tuning out the world. "What the actual fuck is this ?!" the booming voice of Lord Oskar said, causing me to turn around to see the oak door swung open, revealing none other than the vampire lord. His presence filled the room, and I jumped growling at the Lord. Lord Oskar’s eyes narrowed, and I met his gaze head-on. The Vampire Lord was not one to be trifled with, but neither was I. “Lord Oskar,” I said, my voice steady. “I apologize, yet I must tell you that Maurice and I found our mates," I said in a possessive growl, wondering where Maurice a

“But I guess we can try to get to know each other a little better-” Before I could finish, he yanked me into his arms. My eyes widened and my face grew hot. I let out a small whimper, which made him loosen his arms around me and I pulled slightly away to look at him. His normally cheerful hazel eyes had changed their color to a darker shade. I gulped. “I said t-try knowing each other first!” I cried out in alarm. My hands flew to his chest to push him away but it was futile. Damn pureblooded vampires!

Veronica was eating her lollipop, locking her brown eyes in front of the fifty-inch TV screen while sitting cross-legged on Karl's soft sofa chair, watching the Shadowhunters series which has hit season four (or part three B?) with deep disappointment at seeing the scene where Jace tried to reclaim Clary from Clary's brother, Jonathan Morgenstern. She growled in annoyance that she did not like Jace for interfering with Clary's plan until she did not realize that she almost bit into the lollipop so hard it made her grimace a little at it. There was a soft laugh emanating from Karl, and when she turned to the left to face Karl, the man was covering his nose with his left hand while turning his

She thought she can’t possibly stand that too much cold but her body strangely adjusted. When she looked up, she thought Marcus’ eyes turned scarlet for a brief moment as his lips moved into soundless whisper. But then, she might be imagining things when she blinked and his eyes were gray again and his lips pinned together. “Did you kill it?” she can’t help but asked. “Yes.” “How? It’s a vampire hunter.” “Until it became your hunter.” Marcus said vaguely.

He allowed me to cry, carrying on with the smooth circles he was tracing on my back to soothe me. "What if you were right," I sniffled and he pulled back to look at my face. "What if she is sired to Ophelia. Ophelia turned her and what if she becomes like her?" Anything could happen. "Then I promise we won't give up on her. Hannah is with her and besides, it's only been two days since she has become a vampire."

Alexa stood up and walked to the door but I vampire sped and blocked her way. “Where to?” I asked, yanking her into my arms as I sped back to the bed. “You said you needed to be Al…..” I crashed my lips against hers as she moaned, pulling me with my hair closely as my fangs came out, nibbling her lower lip. .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. I moaned as my clothes came off, leaving me in my pantalets and satin shoes. Gosh…….is he about to…..oh my God.

The omega cannot be a saint, and a werewolf mating with Bella would actually be a shame if anyone hears of it. "Who did you have sex with, huh? I always knew you were not a virgin, but you having sex with anyone, you know, is a big shame, especially at these early hours of morning when you have tedious works to do." Envylin said, watching as her third daughter, who she never wished to bear, stood up but fell on the ground all over again. Mrs. Manchor laughed. The drama unfolding in her front was quite funny, and she would have been so ashamed of herself if there was any other person in the room.

With everything he's heard about mates and everything he knew about hybrids like Dylan, he knew he could trust the Omega. Leaning back against the headrest of the Omega's bed, Vincent tapped his lap, and the Omega blushed fiercely as his legs began to move. He nervously began climbing onto the bed and squeaked as Vincent helped him, by pulling him onto his lap. The vampire laughed, his eyes smiling as he looked at the Omega. “That little sound you make is the cutest damn sound I've ever heard!” Vincent said, and Dylan's face felt like it was on fire. He wanted to disappear. He was sure he looked like a red crayon.

Dear Diary, From the very first day I became a vampire, I hated my life and I always thought that God was punishing me for still choosing to work in the tavern even though he did not like it. I stayed in that empty cave alone with nowhere to go after leaving the town. During those lonely days it felt as if death would have been a better option, because there was nothing happy or interesting about life anymore. Until my sister, Dana found me. I call her my sister because from the very first day I met her, that is all she has been to me. She gave me a home with a nice big room, she gave me comfort, she gave me love, and she took me on so many wonderful adventures. It was on one of our adventur

I had once thought that if Adrian ever bowed his head to me, I would crumble completely. But when he actually stood before me, saying he'd remembered the last life, saying he was wrong, saying he wanted one chance. My heart stayed unbelievably quiet. It turned out that once some loves were truly dead, even a belated apology couldn't stir a ripple. Lucien didn't press. He only had a maid bring hot tea. Vampires didn't fear the cold. But on a frozen northern night with the wind howling, a cup of tea cradled in both hands always made a person feel steady.