Nadia Petrova Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Now I understood why. He had buried her. Maybe not physically, but in his mind, she was gone. And now she was standing right in front of him. “How?” His voice was low, dangerous. Nadia stepped closer, but Damian didn’t react. He just stared at her like she was something unreal, something he couldn’t bring himself to accept. “Petrov didn’t kill me,” she said. “He used me.” Something flashed in Damian’s expression, but he stayed silent. “I survived,” Nadia continued, her voice steady but carrying an underlying weight of pain. “But survival came at a price. I couldn’t come back, Damian. I wanted to, but I couldn’t risk it. Not until now.”

Nico just scoffed, "Believe me, Xander, I'm pretty sure you can lie out of this one, plus Layla may be a Bronwyn but she's not a genius." My brows furrowed as he said that. She must be the Lord's daughter. I didn't even know he had a daughter. "I heard my name!" An unfamiliar voice sang out. All three of us turned our heads to the left to see who said it. A blonde vampire strut towards us, smiling as we all looked at her. Xander quickly sat up straighter as she approached. I leaned back against Nico out of nervousness, but couldn't help but look over her features.

asked Kael. Nadia shook her head. “I grew up in a human orphanage. Before Vincent found me, I didn’t know anything about the werewolf world.” Kael blinked at her. It certainly made sense—she’d never struck him as someone who had grown up in their world. She hadn’t known the ways of an Alpha command, or even what the word wolfless meant. It made even more sense that she wasn’t Vincent’s biological daughter. Kael hadn’t been able to imagine such a cold, disciplined man having a one night stand.

No matter how bad she wanted to be more, there was no way he meant what he said. She sat in the chair, her heart sinking a little. At the same time, Cat did magic on her face and hair. After what seemed like hours, Cat finally revealed Nadia's new makeover. Nadia stared directly into the mirror. She hardly recognized herself. Cat had brought her dull brown eyes to life, with a smokey eye, and painted her lips a crimson red. Her hair was in spiral curls, and she looked like a victorian model. Cat stood proudly admiring her work until the beep of her watch signaled it was time to go.

“My fiancée.” The room seemed to freeze. Not because of the announcement, but because this was the first time anyone had seen Theodore bring a woman into his inner circle. The power dynamics were shifting, but this new revelation left everyone stunned. Victor Thatcher, Theodore’s uncle, immediately seized the opportunity to challenge the situation. He stepped forward, eyeing Nadia with suspicion. “Your fiancée?” he repeated, his voice dripping with disbelief. “Tell me, where do you come from?” Nadia’s smile remained flawless, her voice calm and controlled. “I’m from Russia.”

“There’s something you should see.” Frowning, I begin to fight as she reaches over, grabs a remote off the bedside table, and clicks the power button. Immediately, a TV in front of us turns on, and I find myself staring at Denali as she lays motionless in a bed with nothing but a blanket covering her. “What did you do?" I growl, trying my damnest to break free of the cuffs that cut into my skin. “What the fuck are you doing?” “You love her so much because she is so innocent and pure,” Nadia responds, climbing on top of me so she is strattling me. “So if I destroy that which is pure and she becomes tainted, you won’t want her anymore.”

“I mean, you look a little jealous.” She bares her teeth at me, just a flash – such a wolfish gesture, even for a human. “You think I’d be jealous,” she hisses, “of some slutty little witch who comes running in here like she owns the place –“ I laugh lightly, delighted. “I mean I’d have more decency than that,” Nadia snaps, throwing out a hand to the center of the camp where Rose and the rest of her group have disappeared. “What a prideless –“

Therefore, I was still considered a young vampire. Yesterday, I had felt lonely and frustrated, but today, the vampire within me felt an overwhelming sense of happiness and strength. It was unprecedented and bewildering. Perhaps it was the vampire within me ensuring that this new guest posed no threat to me or my kingdom. Nonetheless, it felt more like a pull, and I couldn't comprehend these feelings. As I distanced myself from the healing center, my heart rate escalated. I truly wanted to know who she was. ****** **NATASHA'S POV**

Who is Clay and why does this name mean something to her? Nat started walking again, “I’m fine. Just tired.” Jenna and Nadia nodded. They were both tired, too. Nadia stopped, “Do you hear that?” Both stopped and listened, “Water?” asked Jenna. Nadia smiled, “I think we are close to a brook.” They all listened and walked closer to the sound. Soon they came across a small waterfall with running water. Nadia’s eyes lit up and she ran and drank from it, the other two followed suit. They were all so thirsty. The vampires had given them food, but nothing to drink. Jenna gulped down the water. She wished she had a water bottle to fill. “We should rest here.” Suggested Nadia. Both girls smiled and

“Do you know anything about these new vampires?” “Not much,” he admitted. “Only that they are hungry for blood. There are 5 of them altogether.” I nodded, but then remembered he couldn’t see me. “Did you know that one of them is 16 years old?” There was silence on the other end for a moment. “What?” “Her name is Natalia; she’s amongst the 5. She’s only 16 years old,” I explained. “Which wasn’t approved by the council.” “I’d assume not,” Alberto murmured. “I’ll get a hold of them and report it right away. Thanks for letting me know.”