Vampire Diaries John Gilbert Novels & Stories

He knew she was still edgy about the whole vampire thing. Kerry felt guilt burn inside her. To think she hadn’t even noticed it before. All this time, she’d been worried that her daughter was with a vampire that she had forgotten her own husband was one too. Silas just blended in too well with humans. He looked the part now. And it was all for her.

He looks at Evelyn who nodded, giving him a gentle smile. “I’ll protect you,” he said. “I swear it. As long as I breathe, I'm going to keep the two of you safe.” The memory flickered. Shifted. A fire. Screams. Kael on the ground, blood seeping from a wound in his side. A younger Damon, barely a toddler, crying somewhere in the distance. And then him. Giovanni. He stood above Kael with a sneer.

Shaking the thought away, he lifted his head as he heard footsteps approaching him, dropping it to stare at the floor again when he saw that it was just Julian; wearing a pair of light blue denim jeans, a pair of black trainers and a dark blue polo shirt that blended well with his light brown skin. Julian Farris. A vampire turned by Demitri in the year 1842, who also happened to be Mason's best friend. He wasn't young enough to be considered a newbie vampire, but at the same time not old enough to be considered an elder, though it had taken him almost a century to get his bloodlust under control. It was Mason's mentoring that had helped him to master it and their friendship had only grown fr

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.

I was just about to fire back and tell Erik outright that I was going to marry Sven. But as I looked up, I caught sight of the Lycan King, Karl Gilmore, standing not far away. He shook his head at me in a subtle warning. That's when I suddenly remembered our conversation. "Elsa, I know your heart belongs to Erik," he had said. "I don't know why you chose Sven to be your mate, but it's all right. I'll begin preparing for your bonding ceremony immediately.

He really cared for her, but yet, she couldn't bear to live poorly, no way. “I'm sorry, Larry.” She finally mouthed, and wiped her tears. “All these while, I've been tossing my life away, no child of my own, nobody to be by me.” He chuckled between sobbs and broke into tears after Hilda had left with Ava, and Lorenzo. Three week gone, Old Gilbert is confirmed dead by the doctor, after Mr Kim followed Morgan to come check him. He disclosed to Morgan that he won't survive, because he's been taking in excess resin medicine, which slowly shut off all his organs and would lead to his death sooner or later.

His hands were extremely cold. " Am starving, please can you take me to eat." I said rubbing my flat stomach "Let's go. I will show you." He said as we left the library. ********* At the dinning, made of glass. I sat next Justin my new vampire friend. And the annoying bastard at the head of the table. I felt uncomfortable but I was extremely hungry and had to eat. I never knew vampires ate human food. I faced my food squarely and avoided eye contact. "What going on here? Why is no one talking?." Justin said breaking the silence.

"Persisting with someone you don't even know." "I know. But that doesn't mean you're bad," Rebekah smiled. "I can tell. My father says not everyone is bad, and if they ever are, you can feel it. And right now, I don't feel like you're a bad person." The woman raised an eyebrow in disbelief. Did she hear that correctly? It didn't seem... bad. "I'm 16," she added to break the silence. "Though sometimes I seem older, or so they say," she sighed. "Can I know your name? I'm..." "Yes, I know your name, Gilbert's son," she interrupted. "Your name echoes everywhere," she added, noting the surprise in the blonde's expression.

“Does this gentleman have a name?” Jasper’s eyes went wide. “Good grief!” he explained. “I’ve completely lost my manners. Please forgive me. Rowan Julian, meet Lila Clarke.” Lila smiled as Rowan bowed low. The vampire’s tone was low and sultry enough to cause chills to rush up her spine as he asked, “It is a pleasure to meet you, Lila.”

But Gilbert held his arm tightly out of fear. “Tell me if all is well with her in this,” sobbed Gilbert, his voice a whimper of breath through the constriction that blocked him. His face had become ashen and colorless; it looked like blood was draining out of him like he was sucked dry by vampire-like fear for Alexa’s safety. Her death will hurt him the most than he even couldn’t look. "I... I had never seen someone so vulnerable like this. He is usually excited to see blood. Well, he loved to see blood, but not the blood of someone so dear to him." Jean thought before he nodded to Gilbert.