Vampire Diaries Monologues Novels & Stories

Master! “Yes Jerrif any news from our dear Majesty,” the voice owner is Harris Richard cliff. A big bad oldest vampire, seeking ultimate power to win over the entire world. “No,” the vampire servant said. “Pity, I have been waiting for my prey for so many years, and look, his Majesty is hiding like a new wife. Doesn't matter we almost reach that point. You can go now, I have some work to do.” ****** In Elsa's room, Elsa could feel in her sleep that her body was bouncing. Thereafter, she heard someone's voice.

Tony screamed. Not a dignified shout. A full panic scream that tore through the room like glass breaking, because four people had just appeared out of nowhere in front of him and one of them was me. The door burst open immediately. My father stormed in. The Vampire King did not waste time on questions or context or breathing space. His power filled the room in an instant, cold and suffocating, ancient enough to make the walls tremble. My monster recoiled and then surged forward at the same time, hissing that this was it, that I had finally crossed a line I would not walk back from.

The immortal part of you — that's what's going to save your wife. Words of deceit. They were all lies. They had tried to turn me for their own ends, some political game in the vampire hierarchy I’d been too ravaged by grief to see. By the time I was done becoming, by the time I knew what I was, Mona was already gone. I held her cooling body in my arms and I screamed until I lost my voice. Until the sun came up and almost killed me because I didn’t care, I didn’t want to live in a world where she was not in.

He has curly brown hair, pointy nose, full pink lips, a chiseled jaw and he works out, I can see his muscles through his attire. They all have a sad sad expression on their faces now and I feel bad for them. “I’m so sorry.” I say to them because I genuinely am. I know my mom and I have problems but I don’t think I ever want to lose her. I don’t think I can bare the thought, as annoying as she is. I don’t think. “Uh…May I ask what happened to her? How did she die?” “She was killed by those rogue vampires.” Damon says angrily.

I tell them teasingly. Xavier looks at me confused through the mirror and Blake turn to give me a confused look, “What do you mean?” he asks me. “Oh, you guys have not watched the vampire diaries? It was a line said by Damon Salvatore in season one. Blake, I think that is the series we should watch next after we finish Bridgerton. It is very interesting and drama filled, you will love it. I promise,” I tell them. “Actually, I have watched all eight seasons of the vampire diaries, five seasons of the originals and four seasons of legacies. I love that franchise,” Xavier says. I gasp and look at him, “You have??? yay. I have someone to talk about them with. Wait, why did you look confused earl

The vampire queen yelled in frustration, with sadness and pain traced in her voice. She hissed and stomped out of the palace. "I don't care whatever stupid suspicion or whatever you have. Listen carefully." Logan began, his dark eyes flinting and his voice so deadly and life-threatening that I felt my blood running cold in my veins as I managed to nod in response.

There’s not even a mark on him. “You need to eat. You lost a lot of blood. Again.” “I’m not drinking from you tonight.” “Do you need to drink from somebody else?” I tip my head up, eyes shut to keep the water out. “No.” He turns the temperature of the water up a little more for me. “I don’t want anyone else’s blood. Nothing tastes as good as you do, Callie.” “You told me before that vampires aren’t usually monogamous.” “Correct.” “But you are with me.”

My mom said something to me that I didn’t quite catch, so I just smiled at her and followed along as she went to the dressing room. I took a seat by a middle-aged man who looked like he wanted to either fall asleep or melt into a puddle on the floor and did my best to pay attention to what the Vampires were saying. Once again, I could make out separate voices and the back and forth of a conversation. Occasionally, I even heard laughter. It didn’t sound maniacal like Giovani, so I didn’t freak out. And then I picked up a strand of conversation. “It won’t be long now,” the first voice said.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

He is literally telling them he is a vampire. He kept doing some vampire tricks along with Monica with her venom and snakes. She is scary. I hope she stays away from me. Suddenly someone turns my chair around to whisper. " What are you doing here?! " He is Silver... .............................. To be continued