Vampire Diaries Fanfiction Oc Mga Nobela at Kwento

I murmured and cleared my throat and wiped sweat of my forehead… “Who was you father?” Draco abruptly questioned in between Oceano had his eyes locked on Draco face when he said “Aalto” I saw a visible pain lingering in Oceano eyes upon mentioning of his father simultaneously there was also a pain seen on Draco face… which even was seen by Oceano… A sudden tension raised up in our surrounding a both Dragon shifter remained eye locked with each other with sadden eyes……. As they were speaking I unknowingly caught a glimpse of something that looked like a dark blood patch growing on Ocean right thigh…

she mutters while gazing into my eyes. "I love you so much, Clara," I tell her she gives me a beaming smile. "Mark me, again, Damien. Please," she begs me. I duck my head I into her neck and suck in that sweet spot. My fangs elongate in sweet anticipation. Mine! I close my eyes and sink my fangs into her skin. Clara's fingers dig into my back and her legs wrap around my waist. I suck on her blood and then pull out my fangs. I lick and kiss the spot before withdrawing my cock and thrusting into her again.

Her palm tingled as it made contact with the vampire’s cold, stiff skin. "Um, I don’t think we’ve met." "We haven’t." "Then, you are..." "I’m in love with you." "Huh?" The confession had come out of nowhere and startled her. The incredibly handsome vampire had blurted out the words as though he were simply commenting on the weather. There was no anxiousness, no look of expectation in his eyes. He merely watched her with unblinking focus, as if he were trying to engrave her very features into his memory. Octavia pulled her hand back, feeling relief when the vampire willingly let her go. "T...Thank you."

Unknown P.O.V It has been several weeks since I sent my spies to track down Hunter in the Liverpool area. As I am sitting in my lounge my mate comes in with my other love. It is not natural for a Vampire to have two mates however, I do not live by society's expectations. The moment I met Veronica one night, I claimed her as mine. I had known her for a long time, I just needed the moment to act. She was strong and vibrant to survive the transformation.

Caius' face snapped to him revealing his red bright eyes but Reid didn't look at him, his yellowish bright eyes were stuck on her bloody foot with nothing but repulsion written all over his face. This made him snap out of his bubble, he just realized what in hunger he was about to do. He was actually going to drink Omega's blood? A fucking werewolf! The kind's blood he always despised the most, werewolves blood never smelled good to vampires and never had he ever been attracted to any blood before not even his own kind then how the fuck? He pulled his hand away from her foot with much difficulty, his hands and mouth itched to drink that dripping blood, but instead he controlled himself and s

Darius traced her now pink cheeks with his finger. "I love when you blush like this" he murmured. Thea hid her face, by placing it into his chest. Darius laughed with amusement. Lucian approached Ophelia with a smirk. Ophelia looked at Lucian approaching her and slipped away unnoticed. Ophelia dodged her pack mates to avoid Master Lucian. She decided to maintain her distance from him. He is a master vampire and she is a normal shifter. Even if he fancies her now, there won't be a future for them.

Tears spilled from my eyes the moment I fell onto my bed, the soft sheets offering no comfort against the turmoil within. For countless nights, I had wandered the forest, my heart yearning for the figure who haunted my dreams—the vampire I was forbidden to even speak of within the Manor. Talon. Just the thought of his name sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of longing and despair that had become all too familiar. The restrictions imposed by my Birth Omega felt suffocating, a web designed to keep me safe yet ensnared. He had made it clear that any mention of Talon would send him into a rage, a fury I had witnessed before.

"That last line was a real power move. Reminds me of Klaus from The Originals." "Who?," Dorian asked. "Actually, never-" "The vampire slash werewolf," Lucas said in a duh tone. "He's the hybrid. If you watch Vampire Diaries then The Originals, you'd get it." "I'd rather not," he muttered. I watched the two of them bicker like idiots. "I have been shouting for you," my mom said as she entered my office. "What you doing here?," I asked. She isn't supposed to be back yet. Every couple of weeks, she disappears to one of our houses around the country.

“I passed through there last month. I saw this crazy old vampire, on his knees in the mud, talking to himself. He was begging for your forgiveness. Screaming about holding a thirty-fourth wedding.” “He screamed until his voice was raw, asking passersby if they had seen his Larissa.” “A shame, really. You’re a star in the heavens, and he’s just rotting in a swamp.” I listened quietly, a strange sense of finality washing over me. The toxic bond that had entangled me for a century was finally, truly over. “He deserved it,” I said softly. “Yes, he did.” Orion laughed and raised his glass. “To karma.” “To karma.”

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.