"You won't take a single step out of that door, Katherine."
Indifference. Sound of footsteps on in the hallway.
"Burn the fantasies inside your head, Stefan. Just like you burned me."
Heavy sigh. Eyes locking.
"You will be mine. End of discussion."
Evil smirk. Eyes spitting out vengeance.
"You will end up dead. Lifeless on the floor."
Determination. Persistence.
"Then, my dear Katarina, so be it."
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I Said No
WerewolfIn which Katherine and Stefan are lovers. And curse-bound enemies. Who will fight? Who will surrender? "These violent delights have violent ends. And in their triumph die, like fire and powder. Which, as they kiss, consume."