Vicki Donovan Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

“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.

"Kylie probably had no choice in the matter." Victor's laugh was a harsh, ugly sound. "No choice? There's always a choice, boy. And she made hers." He moved to his desk, pressed a button on the intercom. "Get me Donovan. Now." James felt his stomach drop. Donovan was Victor's enforcer, the man he called when he wanted someone to suffer before they died. "Father, think about this. Starting a war with the Connollys and the Morgans-"

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

"Brother, how did you become like this in just a blink of an eye? I will not spare him for beating you up like this!" Donovan pushed her arm away. It was as if a snake had bitten him. With a very annoyed look, he stared at the lolita girl. "What nymphomaniac again! I have just come back from the dead, out of the void rift, and rushed to attend the auction. Look what’s happened now?" Mica Simpson became a little sad after being pushed away by Donovan mercilessly. ‘Senior, what was this situation? ‘Earlier, I was in a romantic entanglement with you, hugging you as much as I wanted, while my particular body part was stuck to you all night. Now you suddenly turn away from me. Isn’t this too hars

Valerie had woken up to him at four in the morning to find him perched under her, licking and fingering her to get her ready for his tremendous sex marathon and all she could do was to take what he’s giving her, until it became too much for her to handle. “My girl is a squirter.” Donovan grinned at her, before claiming her mouth before she could say anything. Valerie groaned in pain when she felt him bite her lips, to taste her blood. A bizarre action of his that she didn't find alluring, is he a vampire? Couldn’t he keep his cruel nature away from her at least? What’s so sexy about tasting her blood when they are intimate? The young lady had no idea but feasted on the sheets when he felt hi

Adriana's pov The metallic tang of blood filled the air, thick and suffocating. Viktor and I stood frozen, our gazes glued to Aldrich's lifeless body slumped on the floor. A single, neat bullet hole marred his forehead. What the hell just happened? The echo of Mr. Greyson's voice shattered the stunned silence. "A pleasure to finally meet you both, Miss Watson and Viktor Donovan... or should I say Viktor Dominique?" My head snapped towards Viktor, relief flooding my chest at his presence. According to him, he was some kind of werewolf. Maybe, just maybe, with him by my side, I had a fighting chance.

Victoria attacked Grant by moving quickly forward and slapping him hard across his face. He fell back into the stone table after the impact, which created a red mark that burned on his cheek. He bit his lip until it bled, refusing to let a single cry escape his throat. Victoria realized she had gone too far with her predatory instincts after she started to breathe in quick breaths. A dark plot took root in her mind. "You little scavenger!" she shrieked. "How dare you attempt to pilfer the Donovan ancestral relics!" Grant stared at her in shock. "You are weaving lies out of thin air."

I said. "Elle. You still have to do a couple of warm-ups and you will be free." He forced me to get up. "When will we start fighting?" I asked. "I told you I'm not going to fight with you." "Then send me Cody." "No." "I will train you," Donovan offered, suddenly appearing. He had the bad habit of appearing in front of us. The vampire powers of him allowed him to move at great speed, so he could be anywhere in a matter of seconds. He was frightening, but at least he was the only vampire with that skill.

We were immediately welcomed with the familiar smell of alcohol and God knows what, I scrunch my nose in disgust and pushed my way past a bunch of drunk teens, trust me it wasn't easy. Sophia squeals and quickly walked up the marble stairs to Daniel's house, which one would consider gorgeous, but mine was bigger, I'm not bragging though. I sighed and sluggishly walked up the stairs behind Sophia and Cassie. I instantly regretted why I agreed to coming as soon as I got in, I could have been home in my bean bag chair eating chocolate from my candy pot while watching my favorite series Teen Wolf. I stepped inside with Sophia following her to the bar, I see a few wolves playing beer pong and som