Vulcan Novels & Stories

Zayn growled as the force in his foot slowly dialed to the eleven. The man howled. Raw pain thrashed against his senses and caused an involuntary spasm. Amid the searing pain, the man felt Zayn’s killing intent directed at him, and knew that if he remained tight-lipped, he would die. His innate instinct for self-preservation escaped his throat as a scream, “Vulcan! My name is Vulcan! Please—don’t kill me!” Vulcan? As in, the Roman god of fire—that Vulcan?

They left the two of them to talk alone so as not to seem prying. "I know she's really not turned at 18 or whatever the news painted it all but...you have to save her face, she's your blood maybe...just maybe you could do something that would make people forget the news. Don't vampires erase memories?" "Yeah we do, in this case we could alter everyone's mind but it can't work out any longer, only the royal vampires could do this and my family is not of royalty." he explained. "Who's the royal then?" "He's called Falcon and it wouldn't be possible to contact him anymore." He said sadly "because the alliance have been broken"

An obsidian stone is inside my seal, and the guards fall over themselves to let us inside once they know who I am. The wall is ridiculously tall, made of thick, reinforced steel. I crane my neck back, move my hair back to see it all. The portly guard pulls a lever, and a portion of it lowers. Clunky and groaning, the ice flys out, the gate forcing its way open. The gate lowers completely, warm water slowly trickles out, and the inside of Estate Eclipse is steaming. I grab onto Dante and he helps me past the blocks of ice until we cross the other side of the gate.

The beats from the music made her remember Damon. She danced harder, screaming again, “Come on! Louder!” She turned too quickly and crashed face-first into a stranger's warm, solid chest. “Shit—sorry!” she gasped, using her hands to balance herself after she hit the stranger. Her waist got caught by strong hands that belonged to a man with big hands and familiar hands. Elena slowly raised her gaze to him. Her heart thudded heavily against her chest. It was him. Damon Voss stood there in the VIP section, looking down at her with dark, burning eyes. His black shirt had the top buttons open, showing smooth, tanned skin and a hint of hard muscle.

She had finally put her fears aside and did what was best for her and everyone. Vulcan had stated his anger toward the true North Pack and the Wavecrest Pack, saying he's always hated the water packs ' signature that could quench his fire so easily. It sounded like a joke, and even though they both laughed about it, Rhiannon could feel the anger and malice behind the joke. Elijah kept walking around with Vulcan, even as the warriors dispersed. She was waiting for Elijah to be done with the Alpha for the night so they could continue their discussion.

Vulcan catches me before I fall. “Are you always this clumsy, or are you just trying to fall for me?” He says with a small chuckle as he looks down at me. Nice, Vulcan real smooth, now she will think that’s all you think about. His thoughts are loud, he talks to himself in the third person; cute. He stands me back on my feet then clears his throat, shit I am just staring.

Kit laughed, shaking his head at Joon. "I didn't mean to," He chuckled. "I don't understand why that pup follows you sometimes." Kit laughed. Smiling, Joon replied, "What can I say? It's all training to him!" All the wolves laughed. "What's the message?" Rex asked the Alpha. "Pandora was the one responsible for taking Vuk Majka's goddess like power, along with her Soul's Light. Pandora locked them in a mystic cage, called the Tome of Sadness until she found another worthy to take on the mantle of Vuk." Joon paused, not knowing how to say what is coming next.

"Exactly. I'm starting to wonder if they're somehow inflating the profit numbers to make it work out so they can pay out more dividends, figuring if we're consistently receiving more money, then we won't question what's going on." "Seems legit." "The other thing. This is just an instinct thing. But I don't trust their new Alpha Vic. Ever since he succeeded his dad, something's felt off. He seems to spend excessively. Granted, both our packs do well with JSP, but he just seems reckless. He showed me the watch he was wearing and boasted about it being a Rolex Submariner Date White Gold. I didn't know what that was so I looked it up, and do you know what those things sell for?"

But tonight, she had watched a creature born of war and vengeance. “Monster,” she whispered, choking on the word as it left her lips. A cruel, cold sound that cut deeper than the stench of blood. Vladimir stood near the bar counter shirtless, nonchalantly pouring himself a drink. She eyed his body in the mirror. A deep gash across his shoulder that was poorly stitched by his own hand. He hadn’t even winced. “You should drink something. It helps with the trembles,” He said from there in a steely voice.

Include Argent, their sole ally for hundreds of years. When Hudson and his friends are caught off guard, these minor vampires attack them. They attacked Hudson and company indiscriminately and without mercy. One of them died on the spot, with several body parts separated from its place, the other elder suffered serious injuries to several vital parts of his body, and Hudson lost some of his life energy and remains unconscious to this day.