Vampyr Jonathan Reid Novels & Stories

Five years ago, I married Cassian, the vampire I had grown up with. We had known each other since we were children, and both clans were glad of the match. I believed we would stay beside each other the way we had promised when we were small. Then Cassian fell in love with a human maid. By that time, I was already carrying his child. He turned on his own clan for her anyway and ran off with her to the human world. Everyone was laughing at me. I stayed behind in the vampire territories alone, pregnant, calling Cassian more times than I could count and sending people out to find him. He never came back. In the end, he refused even to hear any news of me. He only had someone deliver a message. "

The wind howled through the Moon Crest Pack's territory as the blood-red sky churned overhead. The air was heavy with the scent of danger. Alpha Jason stood in front of his home, his wolf instincts on full alert, while Natalie clung to Charles, her heart pounding. Above them, a dark mist swirled, forming into the shape of a tall, imposing man with glowing crimson eyes-Charlie Johnson, King of the Vampires. His presence was suffocating, his voice deep and commanding as it thundered across the land.

After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. I waited to watch in alert and zero seconds. The new vampires stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look like an angry bat, short, red-skinned, and a very huge head. I quickly recognized that one to be the night prowler. He was of the Yara-ma-yha-who breed. An ancient breed common in Japan.

Killian put his arm over Reed's shoulder. Reed replied with a little smile and took his place in front of the mini fire. "You alright, mate?" Damon examined his face, "Something's bothering you?" "I had a weird dream." Reed spoke, "It was different, it felt almost real... like a vision." "Can vampires do that?" Killian raised one of his eyebrow. "I can. My mother was a witch afterall." Reed propped his jaw on his palm as he sat on a rock. "There was this... weird connection with that girl from Mt. Verius."

Jared questioned. Vincent shook his head a little. "Rylee, would you please come closer" he said. I moved closer to him and he rested his head on my stomach. I kept my hand around him, keeping him steady. "Sorry, I'm feeling too dizzy, right now" he mumbled and I stroked his hair, my fingers caressing the raven locks of his hair. "Still, Jonathan should take a look at you, you're well on your way to looking more like a vampire" Jared was worried. It was clearly visible on his face.

His voice trailed off. "But despite that," Stuff spoke up, "in order to invoke it and to make everything go as planned, something had to be given in return." "What thing?" Elijah asked. "Two... Lives," he replied. Elijah looked at the brown-haired man as he pieced together everything he was hearing. As he saw the sadness and anger in his voice, even if the Sheriff took it as something normal, Elijah didn't see it that way. He deduced that the same eagle had done such terrible things before, and that he and Rebekah probably should know who that creature was. He turned his gaze to Rebekah, who held what he had held before, the small gold bracelet he knew was his mother's; he couldn't help his

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

Though someone may have complained about the lack of vitality. However, something unexpected hit Dante when one day, a woman came to his door with a child claiming that he was his father. There was no way that Dante would admit it because he didn't believe in women anymore when his mother left, not to mention the pure pleasure from fresh. But the DNA test left him speechless. The woman asked for quite a lot of money and left without any hesitation, she was soon gone again as if she never appeared. If it wasn't because of the child standing lively in front of him, Dante would consider all this as a dream, a nightmare. He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got wa

" Reid said. Julian smiled at him as he walked out the door. His eyes moved to the people walking past and he squinted his eyes as he looked at the vampire being lead by Thaddeus towards the hospital. It's the first time he's ever seen a pure blood vampire. That is, aside from his son. Curious, he took a step forward to get a better look. As he stepped onto the porch the vampire looked at him and instantly stopped. His eyes went wide as he looked at Julian and he tried to take a step toward him but got yanked back and growled at by Reid. "Don't you dare even think about going near him!" "I, I would never hurt him!"

“They have the same tattoo.” “Shit.” Rhayden took the iPad out of my hands and looked down at it, his hand pushing through his hair. “Johan is one of Johnathan’s blood.” My stomach plummeted to my feet. “Which means this isn’t over.” “Are you okay?” Rhayden touched my cheek, his fingers icy against my flesh. “Mars.” I blinked, looking up at him. “Huh?” “You just found out the Mated killings, Vince, Norman and Kendrick all link back to Johnathan—who also links to Johan, the Vampire who killed your sister—are you okay?”