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The Vampire Diaries Jeremy Comes Back To Life

Married To The Mad Vampire Lord

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark whisper against her skin. "You may fear me, little bride, but I will teach your body to crave me… to need me, until I am all you ever want." --- Belle was never meant to be the bride. But when her parents cried to her about how her beautiful sister could not be married to such a man, she was forced to take her sister’s place. To prevent war between the two worlds of humans and vampires, the kings decided to sign a peace treaty with a marriage, but the only man they could offer for this marriage was a vampire said to be mad and completely heartless. When they said heartless, they meant really heartless, but Belle, being a naive girl her whole life, had no idea what she was stepping into by agreeing to this marriage. At first, he appeared innocent, a man completely opposite to all the rumors around him, until she slowly began to realize every single thing said about the mad vampire was true, or perhaps even worse! He was a man who walked in the path of darkness. He knew no light and showed no mercy, even to those who were not his enemies. He had no heart to love, no emotions but dark ones to feel for anything or anyone. But all of a sudden, when he set his eyes on her, he decided he wanted to keep her, and Belle's naive world began to take a different turn because the mad vampire was hellbent on tainting her innocent soul. Expect "Now, can we forget this happened and enjoy the night?" He arched an amused brow at her, making Belle's heart drop to her stomach as she recalled the so-called wedding night. She hurriedly pulled away from him, her face flaming with embarrassment. From everything she had heard about this night, she was not ready to experience it with this man. The women whispering about it in Mr. Marchant's shop had said one would hate their husband's presence after it and be disgusted by the act. It was not an act meant for pleasure for any woman but torture. Now that she realized her husband would do the same with her, she swallowed hard and nervously clutched her dress. "I...I am not feeling well, My Lord, I—" "Rohan," he cut her off with a tone of amusement. "Use my name when you address me, sweetheart. You looked quite energetic when you tried to go after the ring for someone who isn't feeling well, but," he sighed softly, "I've always been a generous man. I won't let you stress yourself tonight." Belle began to sigh in relief and smile in her mind that he wouldn't push her for the wedding night ceremony. She was even about to part her lips and agree that he was indeed generous and even offer him a thank you when he continued to speak, causing the momentary relief to be replaced by dread. "I will pamper you tonight, and you won’t have to lift a hand. I will give you all the pleasure since you are feeling unwell. Take it as the first lesson in my plan to make you forget love and welcome lust." "...!" "Lie on the bed for me, Isa." Belle felt her throat go dry at that strict command. "I...I..." She began but could not find any words to say to make him spare her tonight. What had she got herself into? Belle thought as a pit seemed to form in her stomach, a deep, gnawing dread. "Do you need me to carry you to the bed, or would you rather walk there yourself?" Rohan questioned with dark mirth in his voice and eyes as he watched her like a hawk. He could tell she was nervous, but what to do? She had brought herself into his world. Belle began to walk slowly to the bed at a snail’s pace, as if delaying it would help prevent the dreadful act from happening tonight. She could feel him following closely behind her. When she reached the bed, she used her shaky hands to move the drapes aside and carefully sat at the edge of it, her hands folded nervously on her lap. She felt his piercing gaze on her, but she dared not look up at him. "Lie down," he ordered softly. MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE!!
Ash20 · 16.2K Views

To His Hell and Back

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."
mata0eve · 129.1K Views

Sold To The Vampire Prince

Felicia Grays, an ordinary young woman living in a world where vampires rule in the shadows, finds her life upended when her family is plunged into debt. Desperate and with no other options, her parents make a heart-wrenching decision: they sell Felicia to Caden Swift, the enigmatic and powerful vampire prince, to pay off their debts. Caden Swift is no ordinary vampire. Known for his cold, calculating nature and ruthless pursuit of power, he is a prince who has long been trapped by the expectations of his royal bloodline. He has little interest in human emotions, seeing them as weaknesses—until he meets Felicia. Forced to live in his luxurious, yet oppressive, castle, Felicia is treated as a commodity rather than a person. But as she navigates this new, dangerous life, she begins to see that Caden is not just the feared vampire prince the world believes him to be. While Caden initially treats Felicia with disdain, he soon finds himself intrigued by her resilience and defiance. She becomes more than just a possession to him—sparking something long buried within his dark heart. As their relationship evolves, the two must confront their growing feelings for each other, while facing external threats from rival vampire factions who seek to use Felicia as leverage against Caden's throne. Caught between duty, desire, and the looming danger surrounding them, Felicia must decide whether to stay loyal to the prince who now owns her, or to escape the dangerous world of vampires altogether. Sold to the Vampire Prince is a gripping tale of forbidden love, power struggles, and the quest for freedom in a world ruled by darkness.
jim_isa7 · 2.8K Views

He Comes At Night

Rose stood defiantly, eyes locked onto his golden ones as she lifted the hem of her small top, exposing the smooth expanse of her stomach before peeling the fabric over her head. The red glittering bra shimmering under moonlight as if made for this very moment. She ignored the tremor of anticipation curling in her gut. None of that mattered. Not even the reckless haze of drugs clouding her thoughts. Tonight, she was in control. This was a mission. A mission to keep his attention solely on her so could save her friend from his curse. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts, her breath steadying when she saw him go rigid. Shoulders squared. Posture tensed. Not in fear. Not in disgust. But in something far sinister. His Interest. “Yes… feast your depraved little eyes and filthy mind on this,” she whispered, smirking as the shorts fell away, pooling at her ankles. The silky red thong clung to her hips, the moonlight accentuating every curve of her body. She flicked the discarded clothing aside, shifting her weight slightly as she let her nightly visitor drink in the sight of her naked glory. His posture no longer that of boredom. Good. That was exactly what she wanted. More like, what intoxicated, irrational Rose wanted. She twirled, giving him a deliberate view, rolling her hips just enough to torment. “Since you’ve made my life a living hell, I might as well return the favor.” She cast a wicked smile over her shoulder. “Consider this my gift to you—one you’ll never get to touch.” By the time she turned back, her stomach plummeted. He had moved. No longer a distant silhouette in the meadow—he now stood at the edge of her patio. Much closer and so much real. The thrill that had fueled her was fading slowly. Had she just made a mistake playing this game with her stalker? Swallowing hard, she lowered herself onto the chair, parting her bare legs wide and letting the wooden cross dangle before her barely covered cherry, in a taunt. A silent challenge. His fingers curled around the wooden rail, veins standing taut against the black ink of his tattoos. His chest rose and fell, controlled but heavier, as though restraining something barely contained beneath his skin. "Want a taste, my dear stalker?" Rose whispers She had him pinned. Or so she thought. Her shadowy visitor moves. Slow, deliberate steps leading closer. Panic slammed into her. No. Rose bolted upright, pressing the cross against the glass door separating them. “Stay back!” Her voice wavered a bit. “I swear, I’ll burn your stalking ass right where you stand!” He stilled. A beat of silence. Then— A low, quiet chuckle rumbled through the night air, reaching her ears like smoke. Deep and Dark. Her stomach twisted. The sound was foreign, yet eerily familiar. As if she had always known this was how he would sound. His hands rose in mock surrender, his hooded head tilting slightly, as if entertained by her little performance. Then, as effortlessly as he had closed the distance, he stepped back. Rose’s breath fastened. She was playing with fire, willingly, by provoking the one who comes out at night and remain in shadows. And he was enjoying it.   == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?
AkumaQuil · 35.6K Views

vampire are vampire.

In the bustling modern metropolis, there exists a hidden world unknown to most—vampires are not merely the terrifying creatures of legend. They live quietly in the shadows of human society, indistinguishable from ordinary people yet fundamentally different. Our protagonist, Adrian Light, is one such vampire with a unique identity. He was not born from an ancient curse but was transformed due to an accident, forever caught between the worlds of humans and vampires. Adrian possesses eternal life and extraordinary powers, but these are not gifts he desires; they are chains he cannot break. Adrian tries to find his place in modern society. By day, he is an unassuming librarian, and by night, he becomes the city's guardian, using his abilities to help those in trouble. However, concealing his identity is no easy task. He must remain constantly vigilant to avoid revealing his true nature, especially in his interactions with humans. His friendship with his neighbor, Sarah Miller, deepens over time. Sarah's warmth and kindness allow him to glimpse the light of humanity he thought he had lost, but it also plunges him into deeper conflict—he longs to connect with humans, yet fears his identity will put her in danger. At the same time, Adrian faces threats from within the vampire community. Traditional vampire clans see him as an outcast, believing his closeness to humans violates the ancient laws of their kind. They attempt to drag him back into the darkness, even resorting to violence. Adrian is forced to navigate the precarious space between humans and vampires, striving to protect the human friends he cherishes while fending off hostility from his own kind. In this novel, vampires are no longer the traditional symbols of terror but are imbued with complex humanity. Adrian's inner world is filled with contradictions and struggles: he despises his bloodthirsty instincts but cannot entirely escape them; he yearns to integrate into human society yet knows he can never truly belong. His struggle with identity runs throughout the story, prompting readers to reflect deeply on themes of "self" and "other," "humanity" and "savagery." Through Adrian's perspective, the novel explores universal themes such as loneliness, belonging, and identity in modern society. His story is not just a fantastical adventure about vampires but also a mirror reflecting the confusion and longing within every individual. Adrian's journey is fraught with danger and challenges, but it is also filled with hope and the possibility of redemption. Can he find balance between the worlds of humans and vampires? Can he truly accept himself and discover the meaning of his existence? The answers to these questions will gradually unfold as the story progresses. With its unique perspective, profound emotional depth, and gripping plot, this novel is sure to captivate readers. It is not merely a fantasy about vampires but a profound exploration of humanity, identity, and belonging. Whether you are a fan of fantasy literature or a reader intrigued by themes of human nature, this novel will transport you into a world of contradictions and tensions, inviting you to think and empathize as you read.
Daoist8ZJWkv · 2.5K Views

I reincarnated into a popular novel:The vampire diaries

Noah had never been healthy. From the moment he was born, his life was defined by sickle cell anemia, a relentless condition that left him weak, fatigued, and in constant pain. His blood, flawed and fragile, seemed to betray him at every turn. The disease didn’t just ravage his body—it shaped his entire existence. He was introverted, withdrawn, and struggled to connect with others. While his mother and sister effortlessly made friends and thrived in social settings, Noah often felt like an outsider, watching life pass him by from the sidelines. There were moments, rare and fleeting, when he felt a semblance of contentment. But more often than not, a hollow ache settled deep within him, a void that nothing could fill. It wasn’t just the physical pain of his illness—it was the loneliness, the isolation, the feeling of being a burden to those he loved. One day, the sickness came for him with a vengeance. His body, already worn down by years of fighting, finally began to give out. This time, Noah didn’t resist. The hollow feeling had returned, stronger and more consuming than ever. He was tired—tired of the pain, tired of the loneliness, tired of the endless struggle. For the first time, he let go. As his breaths grew shallow and his vision blurred, Noah closed his eyes. The world around him faded into silence, and his last thought wasn’t one of fear or regret, but of emptiness. He took his final breath, the hollow ache in his chest finally stilled. But death wasn’t the end. Noah woke up—somewhere else. The air felt different, charged with an energy he couldn’t explain. His body, once frail and broken, felt... alive. Strong. He blinked, disoriented, as his surroundings came into focus. He wasn’t in a hospital bed anymore. He wasn’t even in his world. He was in the **TVD Universe**.
Godly_Npc · 1.1K Views
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