Elena Gilbert

    Elena knew that Damon was hurting. God knew she was torn up about it even though it wasn’t her fault that Katherine wasn’t in the tomb. It was her fault, however, that he had trouble trusting her. She took her vervain chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm off to prove that he could get an honest answer out of her, but that wouldn’t happen again; not unless there were special circumstances like last time.
    She was a little scared of what he might do. Stefan told her that he overheard Anna telling Damon that Katherine was still alive and didn’t care about him. Apparently,...

This is a surrealistic short story with some sensuality. It's a book fanfic. It's about Damon and his personality. Not suitable for readers under thirteen years.


“Oooooh... Gorgeous!” Bonnie said.
Damon had his head in her lap and she was stroking his hair. He opened his eyes to see an exquisite maiden looking at him with warm brown eyes.
“He is absolutely gorgeous. That’s why I’ve always been drawn to him.” Elena said.
Damon lifted his head and saw her tender blue eyes. She was holding his left hand.
“Are bạn feeling any better?” Meredith asked.
Damon couldn’t believe. The...

Katherine sat opposite me with a confused look on her face opposite me. She glanced up and stared hard at my face.
“Those ma cà rồng won’t find us straight away, but when they do…” I shuddered along with the other three. “What can we do?” she đã đưa ý kiến as she buried her face in her knees.
“I think I know someone who can help us,” Damon đã đưa ý kiến wonderingly. “Katherine, I think it would be much easier if you…stayed here, rather than come with us,” he added. She stood up angrily.
“Why? I have every right to walk outside!” she đã đưa ý kiến as she clenched her fists.
“Katherine, bạn look...

“Every time. Every bloody time…” Damon muttered angrily as he yanked on a new pair of tracksuit trousers he had pulled out of a drawer. He glared at Stefan who gave him a guilty look. Damon threw me one of his shirts. I tugged it on and fumblingly did up the buttons. Stefan was pacing impatiently as we hurriedly got dressed.
“So what is it then?” Damon snapped. Stefan stopped pacing.
“There are new ma cà rồng in town. Three males,” he đã đưa ý kiến worriedly. Damon tensed.
“How do bạn know?” Damon asked, suddenly not as mad at his brother.
“I saw them hunting in the woods. They’re vicious...

I backed away slightly.
“Damon…what? bạn want to turn me…?” I was in shock. He grabbed my arms.
“I NEED to turn you, Elena. There’s a difference. Once you’re a vampire you’ll be safer from Katherine. And also, it means that bạn and I can be together…forever,” he đã đưa ý kiến as he smiled gently.
“Damon, being a vampire won’t keep me safer from Katherine. She can still take my humanity and then I’ll be exactly like her,” I told him anxiously. “But to be with bạn forever is something I want dearly, but I don’t know if I can leave my family and Những người bạn behind. Give me time.”...

He was on his feet. I scrambled backwards. The hikers looked at him. The one that was looking at the scenery joined his friend and looked his leg.
“Man, it’s pretty deep. Sorry Kurt. We should have stopped back there.” Damon was walking towards them stealthily. Jeff looked up at him.
“Hey man, can bạn come here and help me stop the bleeding?” Damon advanced.
“Of course, I’ll help bạn stop the bleeding better than bạn think.” He was walking stealthily, moving like a hunter – a predator. His body lowered but the hikers didn’t notice as they were concentrating on Kurt’s injury....

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I gasped and moved away from him. “Stefan…you didn’t…Oh my God, bạn killed that little girl!” He looked at me apologetically and his face filled with guilt.
“Elena, the pull of human blood is very strong. I couldn’t resist, it was too much…” He di chuyển closer but I sprang up and backed against the wall.
“Stefan…I don’t…I think I’m going to be sick…” I felt ill thinking about that poor little girl…having her blood drained from her body… “Stefan…get out. I…I can’t hear anymore…Not now.” He nodded and got up. I couldn’t look him in the eye.
“Elena....