Vampire Knight Series 3 Novels & Stories

For several long minutes, the only sounds in the chamber were Serena’s broken sobs and the distant growls of the remaining infected outside. After the Grief When Serena finally calmed, something had shifted inside all three of them. She looked up at Kael and Damien, eyes red and swollen but burning with new resolve. “The prophecy… Elara confirmed it. We’re the three bloods. The only ones who can stop this.” Kael nodded. “Then we stop it. Whatever it takes.” Damien’s hand rested on her lower back, warm despite his vampire nature. “Together.” Serena leaned into both of them, exhausted but no longer broken. The closeness felt different now — charged with comfort, protection, and the slow-burnin

he tugged softly. “The three of us could manage easily,” his lips connected with my jaw. “But Kate would struggle,” he whispered into my ear. Shiver coated my skin as the tiny bump rose. His warm minty breath on my ear causes my legs to clench and his voice is dangerous, almost a threatening promise. Kate is still nee to being a vampire, she doesn't know how to control everything yet, I think she would be able to hold her own though. She always has before she was turned so why would it be any different now?

Liam let out a soft laugh and playfully tousled my hair. "Selena, it's been ten years. You've grown distant from me!" I pretended to be annoyed and pushed his hand away. "Ugh, you've ruined my hair again!" It was as if we had been transported back to the days when the three of us were thick as thieves. Once my fever recovered, Liam stuck by my side, helping me pick up all the essentials I needed to get by.

**Aeloria (tears in her voice):** “Seras Nakamura… Welcome to the aerie. Properly. We’ve waited centuries for Lucian to choose a mate worthy of him. You burn brighter than any dragonfire.” I choke up. **Seras:** “Thank you.” Last call: Kōjin. My godfather. Ancient kami of flame and forge. The phone rings once. A crackle of sacred fire. **Kōjin (voice like volcanoes laughing):** “Little spark. I felt the sunrise shift. Tell me.” **Seras (smiling through tears):** “I’m getting married, Uncle. To Lucian.” A pause.

The face was all scratched up, and anything on her body that could prove her identity was taken away, so we suspect it's an intentional murder. Hearing that the body was salvaged from Salakole, Winston paused for a moment, then he put on his sterile gloves with a poker face. I floated in mid-air, staring at the man in front of me. Three years... It had been three years since I died. After I died, my soul was trapped in Salakole, suffering in the fierce wind and freezing weather all day. Until someone found me, they brought me back. But I didn't expect that Winston was the person who would personally dissect me.

Chapter 4: The Feast of Shadows Karina’s heart hammered in her chest as the vampire’s words echoed in her mind. *The Third Prince of Zorana*. A bloodline. A kingdom. She wasn’t just some ordinary orphan—she was part of a story far darker and more complex than anything she could have ever imagined.

He waited to be certain Shona and Luthias were no longer together before declaring his love to her. She’d given birth to Geo’s third child, a boy they named Braedon, only one day before war broke out between the fey supernaturals and the vampires and werewolf clans. The battle was intense. Many- on both sides- died before it was over. Shona and her three children were among the dead. Geo was badly wounded. He had enough vampire venom in him to make him turn quickly.

My forehead suddenly creased because it became familiar. "The Luna Princess can create scenarios in her mind to escape reality and that's where the Vampire Prince saw her but didn't even dare to introduce himself as her past lover in her past life because he's afraid that what if the woman that he loves will disappear again just like in her past life? He can't bear that so he's now okay for now to talk to her in her imagination and waited for the right time how to lift the curse," he said and nodded his head. I don't know what to feel now. I should be happy with the story, right? But why do I feel like the story he's talking about seems connected to me or I'm just assuming something?

I mumbled, rubbing my eyes and started eating the lunch they both brought for me. I just closed my eyes for a few seconds while waiting for them to return with our lunch, but I don’t know when I drifted off into sleep. I can understand their worry, but there is nothing much wrong except me being deprived of sleep. “Your fan is causing trouble again?” Veer asked, frowning and I gave him a nod without saying anything else. I can’t explain what is happening during these four days properly. It’s been three days since I heard that confession from him and I don’t know whether to call it a confession in the first place.

Chapter One Hundred and Three Cole’s Point of View ‘Seriously… you’re this amazing Vampire-Killer. You?!’ He just grinned and he continued to walk towards me... ‘Surprised?’ He asked ‘Well... You don’t exactly look like a Killer’. ‘Don’t underestimate me. Your pathetic side-piece did’. I was confused by that. What did he mean, ‘’My Side-piece’’? Sensing my confusion, he grinned again. ‘Christopher Knight’. ‘Chris?’ Anger boiled up inside me. ‘What the fuck have you done to him?, He hasn’t done anything to you!’ Throwing his head back, he let out a loud laugh. I bared my teeth, warning him.