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Elena’s POV
“Why don’t bạn sit down and we can talk.” I was pressed tightly up against the counter. “No need to be scared.” Katherine was smiling as she took steps towards me. “Katherine this is between Damon, Stefan and bạn not me.” Katherine tilted her head and shook it tell me no. “Honey this is about you.”

    Damon’s POV    
“How the hell could bạn do that? Damon I asked bạn to do this for Elena.” Stefan was furious. I just rolled my eyes. “Your just upset because she may also have feelings for me to, just like Katherine.”...

“What do bạn mean? What’s happened?” Damon urged. Katherine hung her head solemnly.
“The new ma cà rồng in town are the same ones that were obsessed with me back in the 1850’s. The exact same ones.” My jaw dropped and I gasped.
“Why are they here? Why now?” đã đưa ý kiến Damon as he tensed up and clenched his fists.
“My guess is that it’s because I’m close to my…humanity, which is, FOR NOW, Elena,” she said, accentuating the words ‘for now’ and staring maliciously at me. I took a step back. Damon placed himself as if he was ready to protect me from anything. His eyes were wide....

“How….” I đã đưa ý kiến slowly, trying to get my head around what Katherine was telling me. I was her humanity? I was her SOUL? “How…” I đã đưa ý kiến pathetically again. She sat down on the sofa and held her empty glass tightly. She looked up at me.
“When Emily removed my humanity, she locked it away. She told me that the only way I could ever get it back was if it was…born again. Then she would chant a spell and my souls would be united.” She stared sadly at the floor. “But Emily has gone. Her spell has gone. There’s no way I can get my humanity back…” Damon’s mouth stopped hanging...

“What?” Stefan đã đưa ý kiến when words failed to leave both Damon and my mouths. She was still staring at me.
“I can’t believe it. How is this possible?” she đã đưa ý kiến to herself. I was at loss. What was she TALKING about? Stefan slowly walked towards her and knelt beside her.
“Katherine, we need bạn to tell us. What are bạn talking about? How is Elena…you?” he asked gently. She seemed to calm down and she walked over to the bar. She shakily poured herself a large neat rượu vodka, vodka and downed it. She slammed the glass down and stared at the fire.
“A few years before I came to Mystic Falls in 1864,...

Suddenly, two men emerged from the forest behind us. They were dressed head to toe in hiking gear and they were laughing and chatting to each other.
“See what I mean?” Damon whispered in my ear. I batted him away.
“Oh shush.” He laughed gently and I saw that his line of vision was fixed on the hikers. I felt myself shaking slightly. He looked down at me abruptly.
“Elena, don’t worry. I won’t hurt them. I won’t hurt anyone when you’re around me. I promise.” My shaking gradually stopped. I looked back at the hikers and one of them saw me looking. He waved.
“Hi there!” he...

Stefan looked at the floor guiltily.
“Go on Stefan, explain yourself,” Damon pressed. Stefan looked up at him angrily.
“You already know everything.” He looked back at me. “Elena, I’m so sorry I left you. I asked Damon to tell bạn everything and maybe if he had…” he glared up at Damon with a rage that petrified me. “Maybe if he had told bạn then I wouldn’t be here explaining myself, I wouldn’t have walked in on bạn two upstairs, and possibly we’d still be together…” I knew he was right. If Damon had told me that Stefan had đã đưa ý kiến he loved me and he was sorry about whatever...

It was Stefan.

He stared at us with an intensity that shook me to the bone. Damon felt me shiver and tightened his grip on me. My anger towards Stefan flared up again and I glared at him. But at the same time I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of happiness at the fact that he was here again in my life. But the desertion, the abandonment consumed me once thêm and I continued to glare at him. But as projected my anger out as hard as I could to him, I couldn’t help but notice that he was different. Something about him was – off. It wasn’t in his stance hoặc his face, but in his eyes. His...

This story happens after Nightfall. It's a Donnie-book ff. It includes spoilers, some violence and some sensuality. Not suitable for readers under thirteen years.

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“I just don’t understand,” Bonnie said, “I’ve cried for your help for half an giờ and bạn didn’t come…”
    “I know, little witch… It was the Malach. He made me do this.” Damon answered. “But I thought bạn had already forgiven me, for I gave bạn my blood to save you.”
    Bonnie was still hurt for the evil thoughts she had received from Damon while stuck in a car surrounded...

I looked at my fingers that were pale white.
My tara glitter in the sun, my black hair was up in a bun. I wore a big dress that was purple and black.
The sound of the ngựa from outside I can hear. The carridge toke us to England. I, and my grandfather Kellen and my uncle Marcus and Tyler, sat tiếp theo to me.
my Aunt Jamie and my father Damon also Demetri who is my boyfriend and Felix (My best friend) sat on the other side.
All of us arrived in England 2 days ago. I inhale and exhale, grandfather held my hand and whispered.
"Everything going to be okay"
I smiled at him that help a little.
The...

This one is pretty short but I've been so busy, hope bạn like it bình luận and tell me what bạn think.

Elena’s POV
I woke up to find the curtains being draw open and Stefan gone. Every thing seemed a little fuzzy. I could see a figure walked towards me. I sat up in giường and rubbed my eyes.
“Good morning sleeping beauty.” Damon spoke softly. When things came back to focus I saw Damon half dressed, wearing just a pair of sweats.
I ran my fingers threw my hair pulling it out of my face. “Where’s Stefan.” “Not here, in fact it’s just bạn and me. Hungry?”
He got up and headed for the...

Bonnie's P.O.V

I sat up suddenly, and saw nothing but a black room. The only furniture was two chairs sitting in the middle of the room. I soon noticed there was someone sitting in the chair on the left.

'This is like a bad horror movie,' I thought to myself. Slowly and shakily I walked towards the chair on the right.

"Who are you?"

"Don't bạn notice me Bonnie?"

"N-no."

"It's me...Klaus."

"How?" I screeched.

"You underestimated me dear"

He stood up and starred down at me, putting both his arms on the arm rest of my chair pinning me in. I was shaking there was no way out. There was no one else in the...