Vampire Diaries Season 9 Novels & Stories

“Seriously?” “Yes,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “It’s a classic.” Leo laughed. “Let her pick. She almost got beaten by a psycho ex; she deserves this.” “Fine,” River said, sighing dramatically. “But if I start dreaming about vampires, I’m blaming you.” The show started, and soon, the apartment filled with the sound of Stefan and Damon arguing on screen. Sasha curled up on one end of the couch, Jace sat beside her, and River and Leo took the other side.

Gideon rushed back, face ashen. "My Lord!" he gasped, struggling to catch his breath. "There's been an attack on the northern border! Serena... she took a car to leave coven territory. A group of hunters ambushed the vehicle at the crossing point." His next words fell like stones: "The patrol found the wreckage. No survivors. The hunters..." he swallowed hard, "they left nothing to find." The ceremony fell silent. The joy drained from Damien's face so quickly it was as if someone had pulled a plug, leaving him a shade of white more terrifying than any vampire's pallor.

Alex did the same and followed me behind. "Magnus!" Lara exclaimed. "Let go of her!" I shouted as I launched myself at them with my sharp claws. My strike was fierce and intense, making them stagger and fall to the ground. However, one of them moved swiftly, delivering a powerful blow that caused Alex to drop his defense. "Dude!" I shouted. My anger intensified and with all my might I lunged at them with my razor claws and they all collapsed. Nine of them lay lifeless, while one managed to flee. I suspected that this particular vampire was not ordinary, though I was confident it was not 'Dracula.'

When he saw me coming, he stood up quickly and looked at me briefly. “Are you ready?” “Yes,” I answered, my voice coming out hollow. He turned away and walked toward the doorway. When we got into the halls, Mulligan was there talking to Jordan. “Joseph will escort them to the vampire academy when he gets the chance. In the meantime, we should expand our search around the city. There were about 4 new vampires, which means there could be more.” Jordan nodded. “I’ll get on it with the others,” Jordan agreed. 4 new vampires.

she yelled, feeling the sting of tears. “I told you, love. Death is a punishment far too easy.” “I'd rather die than become a blood bag to some bunch of sadistic vampires.” Draven could hear the determination in her voice. She paused, trembling where she stood before storming out of the room, leaving him behind in a turmoil of emotion. He let out a sigh, his eyes settling to their usual color and his fangs retracting. He'd made a terrible decision in the throes of passion and he knew it, but he wasn't one to go back on his words.

He put his hand on my head and said, “You are a powerful werewolf now. You have been healed and made stronger. You are no longer the person you were when I found you. I changed you and I will change your destiny” I felt a rush of relief. I was alive. Somehow, I felt better than I had felt before. Those werewolves around me began to howl as if they were celebrating my transformation. They seemed to accept me as one of their own. But why were they here? What did Alpha Solomon want from them? I looked to Alpha Solomon for answers, but he just smiled at me and said, “Come, follow me. I will show you the way.” I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But then I remembered the feeling of po

Kaleen’s next words left unsaid as her eyes fluttered closed. Like a floating object in a tub, Marcus left the room and came in greeting with the bloodied hallway leading to his room. The only living vampires left standing there were the three elder women who brought the Moonflower to cure the king’s bride. The rest healer who failed faced the wrath of the king and had their blood spilled in the hallway. “Bring me the rest of the cure before sundown tomorrow,” Marcus ordered. “Yes, your highness.” the three elderly women answered with bowed heads.

he tells me. "You don't have to apologize, Damien. I am not complaining," I tell him and wrap my hands around his neck. I want to kiss him. I want to kiss all his sadness away. I stare at his sexy inviting lips and caress his neck, on the spot where I marked him last night. Vampires heal really fast, even faster than werewolves. I know my mark won't be there for long. At least the one he gave me is still there and fresh. He looks at me and then smiles,

A lot x And sent it. I put my phone down again and went and grabbed some pyjamas. The hot nights made it impossible to sleep in anything other than a basic top and shorts and even then, you’d be pushing it. Getting dressed quickly, I hurried back to my phone, but Toby hadn’t responded. Trying not to read too much into it, I headed back out to the living room and turned the TV on. I flipped through before deciding on a rerun of The Vampire Diaries. I had seen the whole series, but there was nothing else interesting on.

Repositioning her knees around his chest, she ratcheted his head again, and this time, Aaron and Elliott pulled in the opposite direction, countering her efforts, and within a few seconds, Steven Gibbon’s head was in her hands. A moment later, her hands were full of ashes, and Aaron caught her before she hit the ground, the echoes of a low moan still vibrating in the air around her as the last call of the Vampire reverberated in the night. Aaron lowered her to the ground a few feet from the pile of ashes she was certain Elliott would take care of in a moment, likely delighted to get to use the Extracto 9000 again, and she turned to face the group who had gathered behind her.