Vampire Diaries Rayna Cruz Novels & Stories

"Scarlett." ******

She dug her hand deeper into Clary’s chest but no blood flowed out. Clary started to feel the buzz in her get stronger and more evident. It was like something else had taken over her. She had never felt so much power before in her life. Her mouth then began to speak on its own, forming the words, “I am Luna Clary, the savior of the Night Walker pack!” Her voice echoed in the cabin. Fear filled Selena and she pulled her claws out of the omega. When she looked down at the place of injury, she saw no wound. It was like nothing had ever even happened.

"Ah. That Rayne St. Trinity. I’ve heard about you." "Likewise." Their handshake lingered a second too long before they released. Rayne took a slow sip of his drink, his gaze flickering briefly to the woman a few steps away, laughing lightly at something an art collector had said. Nirvana Castillo. Zayd followed his gaze and smirked. "She’s captivating, isn’t she?" Rayne’s expression didn’t change. "She is." "Good. Then you won’t mind if I borrow her." Rayne’s grip on his glass tightened ever so slightly.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

She was a mule when it came to listening. “You worry too much; I have trained for years for this. I will be fine.” Rayne told her, then headed toward the door. “Not long enough, child…” Willow said as Rayne walked out of the back door. She found a good spot in the tree behind her house. The bastard would show up soon, she was rather sure. Every night for the past two days, the man had appeared, so tonight shouldn’t be any different. An hour later, no vampire, and she was losing her patience with the man. When she started to climb back down, the man appeared at her back door. He couldn’t enter the house, but he was trying his best. Nix began to growl at the man, and Rayne dropped from the tre

I tensed; seeing my reaction, Nuray turned and lifted the back of her shirt to reveal deep bruises, which made me want to bust a hole in the wall, “What happened?” I asked; werewolves can heal quickly, so these bruises were most definitely from constant abuse, then it hit me. How angry her father got. Nuray looked at me, her eyes pleading for me to say yes. I sighed and kissed her head, “Of course, Nuray.” She gave me a weak smile before wrapping her arms around me tightly.

Leah sighed. “Did you just insinuate that I’m so dark and twisty and secretive because I’m a vampire slayer?” She wasn’t wrong. Leah gave me a dark grin. “Just so long as the love interest is as hot as Angel.” I could throw her a bone. So I leaned in, speaking in a conspiratorial whisper. “So I need to tell you about Isaac.” She stood up and squealed, dancing a bit. “Oh! Your vampire?” “Better,” I giggled. “Werewolf.”

My thoughts were all over the place Saturday. I’d barely slept after I’d gotten home. All I could think about was him – Xander – and his promise to come to me again. I was nervous. I was excited. What did I want to ask? I guess I should start with the things I know about vampires, or think I know. I’ve read Dracula; huge fan of The Lost Boys; big into Buffy the Vampire Slayer – but those were all pop-culture references, and so far, none of that seemed true: Xander didn’t wear a cape, he hadn’t turned into a bat that I’d seen, and his face didn’t get all bumpy when he bit someone.

a grim reaper reported. "What did you say? Did you say, Zanea?" his eyes widened in fear as he looked at the grim reaper. The man bent down his knees and frowned, "Yes, archangel. His name was written in the list," he responded and his heart sank to realized that Zanea was the one who killed the Vampire.

Derek stated dryly. “It’s fine. I’ll release you soon but I just need to add one last information. After that, you can all go home and think about my proposal.” “ And what exactly is this extra information?” Nina asked. “Like I said before, the crypt you guys stumbled upon holds the soul of Rayne. He is the only one who can stop this hybrid from wiping out the whole of Crestwood. One of you managed to slightly awaken his spirit but for him to be fully released, he needs the blood of his reincarnated mate,”