Romans & histoires Vampire Diaries Novel

A shapeshifter. Behind this man, suddenly, the water blackened with hundreds of boats, all containing vampires, and then the sky, too, blackened with hundreds more vampires. It looked like an entire vampire army, all waging war, and all heading right for the Isle of Skye. Scarlet couldn’t believe it. It was as if this first person had somehow led the way for an entire vampire army. But Scarlet wasn’t about to run. On the contrary. She wanted vengeance for Polly. So instead of turning around, Scarlet ran forward, right for her attacker. And Ruth ran right beside her.

Hello everyone! Welcome to this Vampire story. It has werewolves and Witches too but the main lead is a vampire so everything revolves around him. The world background I attempted I hope you will like. It is a slow-burn book and gore .. Also it has explicit scenes I don't recommend under age. ★Excerpt★ She tasted sweet, like oranges, liquid sunshine in my mouth as we kissed, our tongues playing together." ''Darling why your lips were swollen , Did anything bite your lip?" Smirking Majesty held her close ...

Blake responds. Xavier nods and then he leaves the room. We lock it behind him and I fall into Blake’s arms. “Let us continue watching the vampire diaries. I want to be distracted until I absolutely have to think about the date,” I tell him. He carries me to bed and lays me down, before joining me. He brings out his phone and opens the streaming service. He finds where we stopped yesterday and he presses play. In the previous episode, Elena found out she was adopted. Now we are watching episode twelve and Damon is still trying to free Katherine and he is looking for his dad’s journals to find out where he kept Emily bennet’s grimoire. He needed it to reverse the spell on the tomb. Anna is tr

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

Although vampires could conceive, it was not a common occurrence; and certainly not between a vampire and a human. Claus was eagerly waiting for their return. Kira had barely entered the main room and introduced him to Agatha before he ordered her to the bedroom to bond. She and Agatha exchanged looks as she obediently followed him. As much as Agatha would have liked to stop the process, she knew that it was the only way to get Claus to help Edwin. She’d hated Lord Malcolm Jameson for three-hundred years and didn’t think she could hate him even more until she watched her friend’s slumped shouldered figure disappear behind closed doors with her soon to be mate.

Her heart pounding madly, she began to decode it all. It began to dawn on her that this was not meant to be an entire book. It was meant to be one word per page, meant to spell out but a few sentences. A key. A code. A message, for the initiated. Meant only for the one who knew how to look. Caitlin checked off the words as she turned page after page, and she remembered them, and in her mind, sentences began to form: The last vampire will arise after 2,000 years have passed. She will rise across the ocean and will be named for the color of blood. To enter the city, one needs a key. And the key can only be found here.

No wonder some people get addicted to it. The memory of what happened last night makes me shudder, and I try not to think of those men's threats. Now I just want to enjoy being alone for the first time in a while, so I go down to the library and search for something to read. There's an entire shelf dedicated to novels about vampires, which is amusing to find inside a vampire's library, so I pick one called Carmilla and settle down in an armchair. I'm ten pages into it when the door opens abruptly.

came out with a growl. Happy that I found her, I couldn’t move. I just kept staring deeply into her eyes, as if in a trance. This does not happen to me. I am the Vampire Prince. Never have I been in a trance or felt such a strong energetic pull to someone. Yet here she is pulling me deeper into her. As the intensity of her stare increased and the electrical bond strengthened between us, I could see her life flood my mind and flash before me. It was so powerful and traumatic.

"I'll stand watch. Make sure no one interrupts." I sat down cross-legged on his bed, my grandmother's journal heavy in my lap. The leather was worn soft from age, and when I opened it, the pages crackled like dried leaves. The first entry was dated three weeks before the massacre. "The vampire nobles are planning something. I've intercepted their messages, decoded their intentions. They want to enslave humanity entirely—turn us all into blood cattle. The other hunters don't believe me. They think I'm paranoid, seeing threats that don't exist.

I just didn't know why. Piper opened her mouth to push, but then Damon's head turned slightly in our direction, and she shut it. Everyone in this school knew the stories. A wolf girl had tried to flirt with Damon once — leaned across a table, touched his arm, said something about his eyes. He'd told her she was too loud. The next morning she'd been transferred to Ridgemont, a two-hour drive each way. Nobody talked near Damon Voss unless Damon Voss talked first. Alyssa crossed her arms and sat back. "So mysterious." Her smile turned a little sharper. "Is it because he’s not exactly someone you can show off, so you’re keeping him from me on purpose? We won't laugh at your fated mate, you know