"I feel like a part of my soul has loved you since the beginning of everything. Maybe we're born from the same star,"
Book one: 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 (the vampire diaries)
Book two: 𝐁𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 (the originals)
Book thre...
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"I take my words back, I was nowhere near ready. I was on the other side of the planet,"
Song of the chapter: Right Here by Chase Atlantic
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Recap:
Marcel led Clarissa to the all-familiar attic and she had to hold back a smirk.
She stopped to be seen as a vampire and noticed Elijah's coffin in the corner.
"Invite me in. Now," the brunette said firmly, crossing her arms.
"Gotta ask the lady of the house, Davina. Come on out, sweetheart," Marcel said and Davina walked out of the corner.
The angel motioned with her eyes to stay quiet and she smirked.
"Come on, love, invite me in," the woman said, still smirking.
"Come in," the Claire witch said and walked inside, opening Elijah's coffin.
Clarissa was about to pull the dagger out before it was pushed back.
"She's an old one, isn't she?" Davina looked down at her.
"She's an Original, although I never met her before. Which means she can't be killed," the vampire told the young witch.
"Well I'm sorry, my brother doesn't have any manners, and kept me daggered," Clarissa tilted her head, scowling.
"She doesn't seem very nice," the girl observed, tilting her head as well.
"She wasn't very nice to me tonight," Marcel replied and Davina straightened herself.
"Then I'm afraid it's time for you to leave," she mused and threw the Crimson sorceress out of the window, but was careful not to hurt her.
Clarissa smirked as she landed on the ground.
Things just got a hell lot easier.
And the Celestial witch was coming for Marcel.
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"Okay, I know Ria being the second and me the third-born doppelganger is weird but this is hella weird. And I mean creepy weird," were the first words Clarissa heard when she woke up.
The brunette screamed into her pillow, trying to let her frustration out.
It didn't work.
Faith and Harmony smiled gently.
The witch sighed, getting up from the bed with very slow movements.
"The next person I see is going to die," she muttered to herself, but when she opened the door, Isaac was standing there with a nervous expression.
