Vampire Diaries Vampire Novels & Stories

His words were more of a demand than a request. I sighed softly, then looked at the girl who had her gaze fixed to the ground. Although I could tell that she was a vampire, her aura was weak. I could see it through my wolf's eyes. "You said it yourself, Lee, loyal supernatural beings. Vampires are different. They are dangerous, selfish, greedy, full of themselves, and their egoistic behavior gives them a strong thirst for power. Mika and a few others are the only exceptions," Damon answered.

Aster: Aster woke violently. Limbs flailing wildly, heart hammering, she bit back a scream just in time. She dreamed about the dead vampires, their bodies sizzling and slowly decomposing in the sun. She walked between them, turning them over one at a time. Each of them was someone she knew and loved – her family, slowly melting away to nothing.

He pulled away and giggled, then he rubbed an icy finger over her lips, "You remind me of my Zoey?" Hazel's eyes shot open, "Zoey! As in Zander's sister Zoey?" Dimitri shook his head. "So you're the vampire that killed her, you bastard!" Hazel started to throw punches. As soon as her fist met the vampire's face, her wrist shattered. "Motherfucker!" She screamed out.

She looked at Clara with clear disdain — something I didn’t like at all. Diana pointed arrogantly. “Who’s she?” Before I could answer, Clara stepped forward confidently. “Nicolas’ mate.” Diana blinked. “Mate? Witches don’t have mates.” Clara replied calmly, “Vampires do.” Diana clearly didn’t like the new information. But Clara wasn’t the type to back down. She looked Diana straight in the eyes. “And please, whoever you are, I’d appreciate it if you stopped calling my mate ‘Nick.’ It’s very disturbing.”

“I have never heard that term before.” “No,” Aaron admitted. “I was wondering that myself.” Christian cleared his throat, and Aaron wondered if he actually had the answer but was too timid to say anything in front of the female Hunter. Eventually, he said, “A ‘demonic’ Vampire is one that has returned from hell. In this case, we believe that Dracula is the reincarnation of Vlad the Impalor, one of the most violent Vampires of all time. Are you familiar?” Aaron and Catherine both nodded; of course, they knew about Vlad.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

I shuddered, my knees almost buckling. He brought those fingers to his lips. I gripped his hand and stopped him before he could put them into his mouth. His fingers were tinted pink with my wetness. The tears, the semen, the wetness between my legs—what we Vampires accept as natural is something I'm not so sure wouldn't thoroughly disgust a human. "Paul, I'm a Vampire," I said. "What makes my body wet is blood." He smiled. "It's okay. I'm a Werewolf. It's what I eat."

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

The black vampire introduce himself first. "..well, you know my name is sisila red, but everybody calls me sisi." The middle age vampire with blood hair said. "My names are travis kinerwood the fifteenth." The creep old vampire said and began sniffing his hands. "You already know who i am." Elena said with an attitude. "...hey look over here! Look at me with that handsome face!" The younger vampire shouted to Carlos. "What's you name?" Carlos ask her. "Woah! What a majestic face, it's so beautiful that i want to rip it off your face." The younger vampire as she admire his face.

"Too bad then, it was so much fun making her life hell. You weren't good enough to plant a seed in her either. Pathetic." Andreas...I remain with tension, itching to move when I recall something more urgent. I snap my head to the other side and flee toward Mei. In my urgent flight, I capture through my peripheral, something that terrifies my blood. Andreas has Diana within the choking grip of his hand with her legs dangling, and he's deploying some mysterious power to slam Devon onto his knees. "You... won't g-get to have her...we will offer her-" "Right, you've made your point," The Vampire interrupts with boredom, his nails elongating in a flash and driving into her neck at the same time h