Vampire Diaries: The Awakening Summary นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I glanced through the room and saw Lucien sleeping on the couch opposite the bed. He looked so peaceful in his sleep and it made my heart flutter. I sat up slowly, feeling a little bit better. But as soon as the blankets came off me, he opened his eyes. “You’re awake.” His voice was low but filled with relief. I honestly couldn’t remember anything that happened before I slept off. The only thing that raced through my mind was the fact that I had discovered my true mate — even without a wolf. Maybe the moon goddess was just watching over me. Maybe she hadn’t truly abandoned me and I wasn’t cursed or anything.

My body moves before my brain catches up. I lunge for the door, for her, with nothing but rage and betrayal burning in my chest. I don't know what I'm going to do. Scratch her eyes out. Scream in her face. Demand to know why she couldn't just leave well enough alone, why she had to poison my marriage before it even began, why she, Kai's wolf meets me first. Not Kai. His wolf. The shift is instantaneous. One moment he's standing there, grey-eyed and tired. The next, his eyes are molten gold and his teeth are bared and a sound rips from his chest, a snarl so deep, so primal, so warning that I freeze mid-step.

Brina whimpered, clutching Evelyn’s arm tight out of fear. “They found us,” Damon murmured, his voice calm but filled with unexplainable excitement. The dark part of Damon she didn't see often, the one that enjoyed the killing. The destroyer, the punisher. And somehow... her fated mate. He stepped forward, his shoulders rolling back as his wolf surged beneath his skin. The shift came in a flash, his bones snapping, fur erupting, a monstrous black wolf standing where Damon had been. It didn’t snarl. It didn’t pose. It just stared at the attackers with eyes like burning coals, ready to rip off any head Evelyn asked him too.

'This was taken at some stupid party I went to years ago'. Placing the photo back down, He leaned closer to me. 'You haven't touched your drink,' He hushed in my ear before moving away and going back to the sofa. Ah, Fuck it. Downing the drink in one, I flew across the room to where he sat and kissed him. Drinking blood is a very arousing action for vampires.

V I woke up in a cold sweat from a terrible nightmare. In my dream, a pack of wolves had surrounded Richard, Daciana, and me. I had transformed into a werewolf to fight them off, but they had snatched and devoured Daciana right in front of me. My heart was racing, and I could barely catch my breath. Richard was sleeping beside me, and my nightmare had woken him up. I told him everything, but he tried to reassure me that nothing bad would happen to Daciana or me. But the fear had already set in, and I couldn't shake it off.

Or maybe I was just being childish as people around here seemed to love to tell me. Well, I'm sorry, if I had never had a meaningful story until I came here and was declared mate of an asshole lycan with the blood of an alpha and had my mother kidnapped by my wicked father who wants to kill me for some unknown reason. I'm sorry that I was too childish to have my life flipped upside, betrayed by the person who was to supposed to love me until I was old and grey but he would just be in his 40s because why of course lycans begin to age slowly when they ascend which he is going to ascend in a few months so he can't be with me because I'm a distraction, not the goody two shoes bitch that he got b

She’s certain of becoming one but for whatever reason, she doesn’t know. Steadying her breaths, Mari’s determined to go home and then escape all of this. She’ll just bid goodbye to her Aunt and isolate herself to harm no one. However, the clock strikes twelve. Mari suddenly collapses on her knees, a hand squeezing on chest, and she feels like she’s been robbed of good oxygen. Strange hairs are growing on her skin and there was a tickling sensation on her butt. The next thing she knew she had become both a vampire and a wolf.

“Hazel. Eyes on me.” She blinked slowly, her head heavy against his shoulder. “I’m awake,” she lied. Her voice was soft, threadbare. The claim had warmed her, but the cold was still in her bones. The first spark caught. Orange light flickered across Alaric’s face, carving shadows into his jaw. He hadn’t shifted back into clothes. He sat shirtless in the snow-melt, muscle coiled, every inch the Alpha who’d just committed treason for her. Hazel stared. Her bond with him pulsed, steady and warm, but underneath it she felt it. His rage. Not at her. At Ella. At the council. At himself.

Vanessa Cole was waiting beside his Jeep after school when I walked toward him, and I knew from the way he had chosen an open place with people nearby that he understood this conversation belonged entirely to me. I stopped several feet away. “Are you my mate?” I asked. He did not ask what I meant or pretend he needed time to think. “I believe you are,” he said. “My Lycan recognized you the first day we met.” The answer was exactly what I expected and still managed to make my hands feel unsteady.

Her voice trembled, allowing David to see past her facade. David's eyes narrowed, a flicker of anger passing across his face. "You are a stubborn one, Sabrina. But mark my words, I will break you. You will see the futility of your resistance, and you will submit to me." Overtaken by a slight anger, David displayed his shining fang. With his bloodshot eyes, it was enough for Sabrina to be thrown back to their first encounter, triggering a trauma she couldn’t overcome yet. ‌ Sabrina's breath caught in her throat as the sight of David's vampire form triggered a surge of painful memories. Flashes of their first encounter flooded her mind, the fear and helplessness consuming her once more. The tr