Vampire Diaries Pilot Novels & Stories

She pressed her lips and got nervous, she was too excited to share them their story with them that she forgot about not letting out that part with them. Blake and Evangeline looked at each other. Evangeline now understood that the moment that the Angels' Empire discovered a vampire living in the human world and sucked blood, it happened at the moment. "Bit his neck?" Pocco wondered and stared at Blake, his template created a wave as he tried to think what she meant by beating the culprit's neck. Veronica was shivering and looking at Blake, looking apologetic for not controlling her mouth from speaking. She knew that her mistake couldn't be rectified later, she shouldn't be careless.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

“Oh! Honey that is wonderful. You found your mate!” “NOOOOOOO…. Dad, you got to be kidding. I can’t be mated! I mean I just got a divorce and wait I can’t be mated to a vampire. He isn’t Pure-Blooded or anything. I mean I don’t think so! No, maybe he is a made vampire and that is why it was so strange I didn’t even detect him at the school….” She goes off on a verbal tangent while her dad tries to inject.

“I didn’t hear you.” He didn’t respond. His gaze remained fixed on her. “I’m Liz,” she added hesitantly. “Are you… a relative of Damien’s?” He studied her for a long moment. Then he spoke. “Are you the new lover my father is keeping?” Her stomach dropped. Okay, what was she supposed to say to that? “I—no,” she said quickly. “I’m his stepdaughter.” The Vampire cut her off with a sharp laugh that ended with a scoff. He began circling her slowly, like she was something to inspect. Liz felt her most uncomfortable at this very moment.

This was just another test I gotta ace although this time, what is at stake is my life. I stood up, adjusting my gown. I am Lena Hale, Consort to a Vampire Lord. Despite how unbelievable it is to my mind, I really have to start thinking it this seeing as I couldn't possibly run from the palace. I should sleep now so I can be well rested before the Vampire Lord comes for my blood.

It felt like a dream sitting at a round table with Noah on my left and Adam on my right. If you ever watched The Vampire Diaries, in an episode called Dangerous Liaisons, the Mikaelson's host a ball where Elena walks in alone dressed in a gold and black gown. She wasn't supposed to be there but neither were her love interests Damon and Stefan Salvatore. They come up along side her, each holding out their arm in a very old school gentlmen like fashion and she puts her arm on Stefan, her first love, and then Damon, the bad brother who she doesn't mean to fall head over heels for.

No, this time, I am a strong vampire woman, and I won’t stand in horror and watch as he takes another life from me. I could hear whimpering and the cries of pain coming from the other cells. I shouldn’t stop, I shouldn’t give a fuck, but I could use some allies after the guild and Toño’s vampires. So I stopped at the first one and was shocked to see the Bloodmoon pilot in silver chains. Well, this was starting to explain A LOT.

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

More like I watch, Roman is on his phone texting and checking his emails from what I can see. I've seen the first season of the vampire diaries over a dozen times I could recite the lines if I wanted. I soon get bored and after been filled by snacks and the cold soda. I drift into a fitful sleep. **** Roman's POV Lindsey starts to drift off to sleep a few minutes into the second episode. I snort. With the way she was going on and on about the attractiveness of the male leads in the series one would think it wouldn't bore her to sleep. But I understand. It's been a hell of a day.

she said huskier than she meant, but his hand was on her face, caressing the flesh, and she wanted to tremble. Don’t. She couldn’t show that weakness. His hands were hard, but his touch felt whisper-soft. “Hailey, Aria Rambeaux.” She said, reinforcing her tone. There was pride in the words because she was named after the first pureblood vampire ever to be born, Aria La Fey. The first, but not the last.