Vampire Diaries Original Vampires Novels & Stories

I shuddered, my knees almost buckling. He brought those fingers to his lips. I gripped his hand and stopped him before he could put them into his mouth. His fingers were tinted pink with my wetness. The tears, the semen, the wetness between my legs—what we Vampires accept as natural is something I'm not so sure wouldn't thoroughly disgust a human. "Paul, I'm a Vampire," I said. "What makes my body wet is blood." He smiled. "It's okay. I'm a Werewolf. It's what I eat."

I run as fast as I can and feel a pang in my heart as I get further and further away from my mate. "Is my mate feeling it too?" I ask my wolf. "Yes," she says sadly. "Don't worry, Jenny. I'll find you another mate, someone who will truly love us. And I have an idea of who it is," I say hopefully. My wolf just nods and we sever the connection. "Oh no," I say anxiously. I sniff vampires. I'm alone. It will be harder for me to eliminate them. Finally, I reach a familiar place in the forest and then I see a vampire. He has black hair, pale skin, and red eyes.

I yelled, hitting his chest repeatedly. He held my hand, stopping me from doing that. "It's not possible. You can't turn me into a vampire if you're not one yourself, right?' I asked. He raised an eyebrow at me. "How do I explain this to you?" He asked. "I don't know. Tell me something, anything but just don't tell me what you did worked" "It worked, okay? You've turned to a vampire. But right now, you're a newborn and your type are newly transitioned vampires. You need time to process a lot. Because you might become unstable because of heightened senses and emotions, ``he explained.

He chuckles deeply, making my belly tighten. “So, is it just me and you going on this trip, or is that dickless vampire coming too?” he asks. “Dickless?” I giggle. “Yeah. He’s a total p*tty,” he mutters, making me laugh. “I take it you hate him too?” I ask. He huffs, the masculine sound making the hairs on the back of my neck tingle. “I don’t know many people who like that selfish prick.” “Well, he is a vampire. Original vampires were created from selfishness. He has been here for centuries, in control of his own domain. He never evolved from his origins.”

When I heard what he said, I suddenly remembered Elena's story to me back then, her story coincidentally happens to be the same as what he's telling me now. "What do you mean they're somehow dead?" I asked Fabian with furrowed brows and he suddenly take a deep breath as if he remembered something painful from his past. "We're the original vampires so technically we can't be killed. You see when mother turned us into vampires, she did it because she wanted us to be with her forever. But every dark magic has consequences, we start getting thirsty and not for water but human blood. When mother realized what she just did, she wants to undo the magic but dark magic is so strong that even if she i

Vladimir says. "So you are the children of the original, and you are not original vampires?" I ask. We don't know much about the original vampires. Or at least I do not. "We were all cursed together. So yes, we are original vampires, and it wasn't our fault that we were cursed, but we got cursed together with our parents," Vladimir says.

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

I folded my hands across my chest and frowned at him in both confusion and annoyance. "Stop-just-" Alex huffed in frustration before covering his face with his hands and letting out a sigh in exasperation. I was about to say something else too but stopped when I heard a few girls groan and my eyes snapped towards the crowd. I noticed Joey, Franklin,danny and other vampires digging their fangs into the girls neck, sucking them hungrily and I could feel my eyes widening at the sight. They were doing it in public? Why? It was already getting dark, we were supposed to go home.

I couldn't hold back my beast any more and sooner or later, she would come seeking I devour her. "This would be a very risky amd deadly one. Are you sure about this??" She whimpered, trying to disuade me from going on with ny plan. "You know Orpheus is very much alive, right??" She shrugged under her breath and all I couod sense was fear. Orpheus was the last original vampire in the clan. The mating of his useless mother with Vladimir produced a strong seed which was Orpheus. "You're a witch, 3,000 years of existence isn't a match for a young lad like Orpheus who doesn't even know his left from his right." I scoffed.

Michael asked, full of doubt. "Reread it; maybe there will be other information." Jake pointed at the device Emma held. Emma continued reading. "Vampires have their types and levels." Emma looked again at her two colleagues, who asked her to continue reading. "The first is Origin, a vampire of pure blood descent. This type of vampire is a vampire born from a vampire marriage. The speciality of origin vampires is their physical strength, like werewolves and yeti. The difference is that original vampires are stronger than werewolves, but werewolves have more senses and speed. It's different from Yetti, who is stronger than a vampire but stupider and slower," said Emma, reading with a strange f