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I could not bear to lay my eyes on a vampire without ripping his/her head off, I simply despised them. I ignored my friends and continued to stare at the picture of my innocent mate in my hands. I used my fingers to trace her beautiful face and then i sighed and turned to face them. "What ever you guys say or do won't change anything and it doesn't even matter to me. As you can see, I am still mourning the death of your Luna.... My Silvar and am not planning on climbing the throne until I am done mourning her so.....Hunter can take my place till I am ready".

Luna’s Lies Elena’s POV The morning starts with whispers and ends with a blade at my throat. I wake to Marcus pounding on my door. He hands me a tablet with shaking fingers. “They’re everywhere,” he says. “Victoria.” I look down. The images hit my stomach like a fist. Photographs of Damon and me at dinner, mouths close, faces flushed. Edited angles, cropped smiles, captions that call it seduction and manipulation. My face stares back at me with a caption labeling me a witch. Victoria’s handwriting sprawls under the pictures, cruel and neat.

Alessia will not casually spill Federico's secret of being an immortal vampire to anyone—let alone the dumb mortal girl who dares to force herself into Federico's home. But Federico does not nod or even look grateful at Alessia. In fact, his brow is beginning to droop low—almost as if he is displeased. "Hailey is my possession. You are not break what is mine," Federico replies. Alessia laughs without any joy. "You can find another servant to replace her. She isn't worth keeping when she's already so defective." Then Federico does the unimaginable. He walks up to Hailey and grabs her by the wrist. The poor, idiot girl startles, but Federico has supernatural strength—one of the perks of being

And trust Lucian to leave when you best need him. As I sip from my drink, searching the room for a friendly face I hope… I felt warmness behind me and when I turned, I saw two females vampires standing tall, taking me in with their glasses to their mouth. “Hi, I'm Aria.” I stretched out my hand for a handshake and a face of warming smile. They hesitate, looking at each then let out a high pitch synchronised laugh. It definitely gave Jenna but the vampire edition. Circling me like their prey…

The air inside was warm, a little heavy with the scent of mint and something faintly sweet. I moved to the living room and sat on the far end of the couch. She didn’t join me right away. She walked over to the window, pulling back the curtain to look out at the dark trees. “You okay?” I asked. “Define ‘okay.’” I waited. She let the curtain fall and turned toward me. “You’re a vampire.” I nodded. She didn’t flinch. “And Sienna’s a witch. And Isaac too?” I nodded again. “Same as me. Just more annoying.”

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.

Dan said, so I quickly looked away. So he was no longer a v*rgin when he met me? Oh, no! I hope he doesn't have any diseases like AIDS! Wait, do vampires even get those diseases? "Why do you look like that? Sorry, but I'm a vampire, and we don't get those things, so we're safe, so you don't have to worry. Also, I swear to you, I will not be able to find someone like you," Dan said, and he smirked at me and leaned his face toward me.

Polished wood hoops and matching bracelet rounded out the ensemble. Monica told me a long time ago that Vampires didn't have to brush their teeth because they didn't get tooth decay, but I'm here to tell you that a diet of blood doesn't leave the breath very fresh. I have heard that many vamps haven't bathed in years. But me, I do it all. I take a bath, brush my teeth, and wear deodorant. I hurried out to find Paul. He was sitting in the family room with the ladies, and it looked as if they were having a party. There were empty plates of food, and the stereo was playing some hard driving rock and roll.

I asked, squatting down to survey the few CDs I own. "A movie? You want to watch a movie right now?" I turn around to find Celestine with a confused look on her face. "Yeah. I have all the seasons of the vampire diaries series in CD form." I shuffle through the CDs I have until I come across season one of the vampire diaries. I bring it out and show it to Celestine. "You're in?"

My VP immediately stepped forward and dropped a photo on the table in front of me. “Here's a picture of Myles Voss meeting his fiancée earlier today,” Davey said. I almost choked on my cigar, and my eyes widened. “The reaper? With a fiancée?!” I asked. “Yes, Boss,” Davey replied. I peered carefully at the picture, and sure enough, it was indeed him. “Huh, interesting.” I scoffed. “I'd like to meet this fiancé. I'm sure she'd be thrilled to meet the Murphy Murdock, the Ghost of the Dead Revenants.”