Vicki Donovan Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

"If you're going to insist on asking me, then of course you can. It's your body, crazy girl." She shook her head and pointed at him. "No, it's fucking not," she said, mock anger on her face as she stood there a second, looking ridiculous being angry and nude at the same time. Giggling a second later, she offered Eric her hand, and he took it, standing. "Here," Vicky said. "Let's do this." She moved so that Eric was positioned on one end of the couch, Donna's head touching Dexter's, and Vicky was on the other, sucking Dexter's cock. That way, Eric could still watch his wife pleasuring another man, and Donna could get her pussy eaten.

Something in me wanted to see more of it. I took a step closer, my gaze locking onto hers. “You want to know why you’re being trained?” My voice dropped lower. “Because you’re Donna. And you’re my wife. You’re now part of the mafia. The sooner you get this into your head, the better.” She blinked at me, her breath shaky, but she didn’t look away. “You must be fast, calculative, smart. You must have focus and be observant. This is the mafia, Nora. Not the U.S. In the mafia anything can happen. You need to learn how to use power tactically.”

“He’s not hiding. He’s not regrouping. He’s expanding.” Maya’s stomach dropped. Zane’s voice was razor-sharp. “How?” Victor exhaled. “He’s making alliances.” Maya’s throat tightened. “With who?” Victor hesitated. Then— “With Donovan.” Silence. Pure, deafening silence. Maya balled her hands into fists. “That’s not possible.” Victor scoffed. “It shouldn’t be. But it is.” Zane’s silver eyes flashed lethal. “I put Donovan in a grave.”

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

The first time I shifted was the most painful thing I've ever experienced but it doesn't hurt anymore. Nova scans the area to make sure no one else is around and expertly grabs the unconscious woman throwing her onto her own back and speeds back into the forest, "make it quick, don't make her suffer" I tell Nova. When we are far enough that no one can hear if this woman screams, Nova shakes her off her back and gives me back control. The woman is still sound asleep, I undress her, i need her dress, as mine tore when i shifted, i bite her neck and drain as much blood as quickly as I can.

I use my d***k cap to rub the centre of her p***y before entering I am Liam rodriguez. A werewolf. I despise vampires the most, especially Damien Montenegro. I will make sure to destroy everything he ever has. That bastard stole my girl from me, had sex with her and even killed her. I will never forgive him till I return the favour. We will be even then When I was done with the bitch , I rode up and went to the bathroom , took a bath and came outside " Here , have this." I gave her some cash.

Walking alone in the dark while street light is the only thing that can light Waylan's step as she walks going to the hospital where she works. She's a night duty now and decided to walk than taking her car while thinking about how she can stop Jet. But suddenly as she reach a dark path without any person around, someone just appeared just in front of her and she's shocked to see that it was Moana in a vampire form. "What do you want?" asked Waylan feeling scared.

“I’ve invited Vickie here so that she can get more insight into what it’s like to be a vampire. Not to make her defend herself or her actions.” “How far along is she?” asked a tall, slender male with short red spiked hair who was seated between Maryanne and Jasper. “She’s months away,” Amy replied. I could feel the monster in me coming to life as it bathed in all of the supernatural pheromones that hovered around the table. My temper was rising as they continued to speak around me as if I wasn’t in attendance and I had all I could to not to break into the conversation and remind them that I was there and could speak for myself.

He didn’t want the bond. That shit ended today. He turned back to walk to the middle of the atrium, to the librarian’s desk and pulled a piece of paper from his pocket. Miss Donovan was a vampire who had been the librarian here probably since the old building had been built. She knew everything about everything and would know that one of the books on his list had nothing to do with any of his subjects. “I need these books and others on those subjects,” he told her. Miss Donovan didn’t cower. She was probably one of the few people who didn’t reek of fear when he spoke to them. She took the paper from him without a word and started typing something on her computer.

she says as we turn away from Victoria. "Did I do something wrong?" She laughs softly like my foster mother used to before she would explain something. "Victoria has only ever felt the burden of pain. Her mother died when she was an infant, and her father was a drunk who sold her to the assassins guild. She will not be a mother to your children. She will not be your sweet housewife. She is a trained killer, and her skills range from torture to hacking government black sites. She is part witch and is stronger than your mother was. I killed your mother, Bonnie. She kidnapped my niece and nephew for a blood sacrifice, and I had no choice. I killed your birth father as well, turning you into the