Vampire Diaries Pictures Novels & Stories

Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon. "Who?" He frowned. "Vampire Diaries. Ring a bell?" He shook his head. "Never mind then." I sighed. "My name is Damon Cullen," he stated. I gave him a long look. This was suspicious. "Do you have someone named Edward Cullen in your family?" I questioned. "No, and I don't know why you're stating all of these names. Besides, I don't have a family." I got disappointed at his answer since I was kinda wishing he would've said yes. His whole existence is just a huge coincidence.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

It's another picture of Tessa wearing a poodle skirt. “When was this one taken?” I scrutinize it carefully. She looks exactly the same. “Nineteen fifty-four. Next picture,” she flips the page for me again to display a picture of Tessa wearing a flapper style dress. “This one is nineteen twenty-five.” I look at the picture, trying to process it in my mind. How can she look the same age in so many decades? “She can’t be a vampire. Can she? She doesn’t smell like one,” I look up Musu questioningly.

This time around Ava didn’t have to make as much since the ranch hands were down to half in their size in the winter time. It was almost three o’clock and the disturbing picture in Tom’s room still plagued Ava’s mind as she cleaned. Who is that? I know – wait. It wasn’t that long ago that . . . I think I remember now. Ava hightailed it to basement. The Christmas boxes. When she was looking for decorations for the house, she had found a few framed pictures and a Christmas album. She hadn’t looked through the album but she did look at the framed pictures. One was of Ray and Jesse’s dad wearing a Santa Clause outfit. She knew what their dad looked like. Ava rambled through the box until she fo

"Vampires are beautiful sexual beings. Don't stare at it." "But that's just a picture," Raven said while frowning. "Raven, this is not an ordinary picture. Beatrix captured it, using magic in Cael's memory. It can trace you even here." said Cain while holding the paper. "I'm sorry, Alpha. I'm just curious," said Raven. "Always remember, hunters. Curiosity kills the cat," said Luke. "It's not good to be too curious about things. It may kill you, understand?" "Yes, chief." Damon, Hugo, Kyra and Cael said.

My back stiffened as the last bit of the picture was now erased. Turning slowly, my eyes looked up at a vampire staring at me. He was handsome, just like every other vampire here. Tall, with a slim athletic build. His face could have been carved from stone how sharp it was. Even with the youthful appearances of vampires, his face held a story.

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”

She reluctantly sat there, looking at the Goddess in front of her. "Give me your hand," Hecate offered, showing the girl her upturned palm. She placed hers in it, a little surprised at the coldness meeting her skin. "You are grieving. Your heart has been broken by the vampire," the Goddess' voice sounded ominous and powerful, suddenly coming from all around her. Diana's breath hitched in her throat. The Goddess wrapped her hand around hers, her sharp and black nails quickly sinking into Diana's skin like tiny blades, drawing blood. Diana let out a pained mewl, eyes widening with alarm.

It was because time decided to slow down the second time I twirled her, giving my body time to overtake my mind once again and decide that I was going to dip her. It was because of how she gracefully hooked her hands behind my neck, like she was the master of an art that she had never tried before. And that smile. That damn smile she gave me. That damn perfect smile. That's where I lost it. I let out a deep sigh, turning the water down to its coolest temperature. I've been on this earth for over four centuries and never have I once felt something like that in regards to someone else. Vampires are greedy creatures. We see something that we want and we take it. That's just how we work.

"Arraa. Come here." Arra was currently checking a small passage that she saw when she heard a deep and cold voice calling out her name. Her eyes widened and a smile plastered on her face. Finally, someone came here to let her out of this scary place. So she turns around with a smile on her face but only to find out that a scary tall man was standing at her back and staring at her. The man was so tall that she had to look up to see his face. His eye was red and has a dark circle on it. He also has pointed fangs on his mouth and it looks very scary. He wears a long dark coat that covers his whole body. Arra screamed at the top of her lungs and quickly cover her face with her two shaking hands.