Vampire Diaries Novel 소설 & 이야기

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

Monica squeezed my hand. I closed my eyes in relief. "Are you in pain? Squeeze once for no, twice for yes." She squeezed my hand once. "Do you know what happened to you?" She shakily squeezed my hand twice. "I'm so sorry that happened to you, sweetie. But we got them, all of them. The Vampires have been feasting on Werewolf blood. They're gone, sweetie. They're gone." Monica squeezed my hand twice.

She hoped that she had not offended this vampire. "No offense at all," she replied, reading her thoughts again. "Our time is primitive in many technological ways that you are accustomed to. But we are, in other ways, more sophisticated than even your modern time. We are extremely knowledgeable, and scholarly, and books rule the day. A people of primitive means, maybe, but with a very sharp intellect. “More importantly, this is a crucial time for the vampire race. We stand at a crossroads here. You have arrived at the turn of the century for a reason.”

Veronica looks at me in question, recognition slight flashes across her eyes before it is quickly gone, I worry whether she is recovering her memory until she shrugs and snuggles into my side. Just as I readied myself to stand up, and take her wishes into action the door opens, and Edgar walked into the room. "Well, what have you found out for me?" He cleared his throat "Hunter has indeed grown in power, and he is indeed in a love affair with human Lucinda Fawns" My mates heard this and hissed at the idea. "How serious has it become?" I asked him "Very serious sir, going on 5 years, she has a daughter which he has helped her raise" the women in the back of me growl "Disgusting!" Yes I know i

Padma asked her with slightly furrowed brows when she saw her wet face. Kyra touched her face and was surprised that it was indeed wet. She slowly wiped it away and recollected what had happened in the old house. When the necklace gripped her, her eyes suddenly opened to another kind of world where she saw different factions of vampires. They called them covens and she saw each of them according to their names and their characters. She was surprised that there were more people like her and she never knew. Everything she saw and found herself in were real, but only that she was not there as Kyra, but as the one who owned the necklace, the one whom Bathilda mentioned her name to be Kathryn, he

I hoped the walls were soundproof, as I didn’t want to overhear any funny business between Silas and his girlfriend. Climbing onto my bed, I reached for my bedside drawer, pulling out a large book with thick pages and a brown cover. It was a book on vampire origins, and basically everything one needed to know about them. Bill had gifted it to my mom as a moving-in present, thinking she might need it living with two vampires under the same roof. If only he knew Mom didn’t read books. Even when I was a kid, she’d make up my bedtime stories on the spot. She found it funny to tell me horror stories before bed.

“I had another nightmare, but this time around, it wasn't like the others. I could feel her pain. Every time she was hit, every time she died and came back, every pain that was inflicted on her, I could feel everything but I still couldn't see her” I said, leaving not a single detail out. I needed a solution, I needed a vivid explanation. She looked like she was lost in thought so I decided to ask. “Could… could it be that the moon goddess has decided to give me a mate”? I asked but I saw her shake her head. Of course, what was I expecting? For a lycan born with the blood of a demon, I was expecting way too much. “I don't know what this is. I don't know if the moon goddess has decided to ble

Even without the meteor shower, that night would have been fun. I felt a lot of things that I hadn't felt in a very long time. Things that I didn't even realize that I missed. And some things that I probably would be better off if I ignored. But, for now, I was sitting on my side of Nico's bed, looking through one of the books he had on vampire history as he sat on his side, looking through a book of his own. Of course, I had read about vampire history when I was in school, but none of them were from a vampiric author. Which really made a difference.

Since the internet was probably the easier thing to obtain, she intended to broach the topic of suggesting it be installed with Jasper first thing in the morning. Lying in the dark, she focused on the light that filtered through the small gap between the floor and the bottom of the door. Shadows danced back and forth as vampires moved about. Do they ever sleep? She thought with frustration. The stories all had them as nocturnal beings. From what Jasper had said, most of the stories about the vampires were incorrect. It figured that this would be one of the few that was accurate.

she replied and made her way towards the porch, looking at the two men for a while he followed suit. " Lucan" she began slowly when he was finally beside her, standing on the porch she had already sighed a couple of times. It was like the words were too heavy to come out of her mouth. " Speak Ana, what did you find out? He asked, almost losing his patience. Sighing heavily for the umpteenth time, Anarita turned towards him, " the vampire venom was laced with the blood of a werewolf and also the blood of a true vampire".