This fic starts after seven years Stefan's death and Elena woke up. In Mystic Falls, everyone lives their usual, peaceful lives. But as we have become accustomed to, there is always something going on in this city. Bonnie returns with worrying news...
The third chapter today:)) I'm on a round. So i hope you will enjoy this one too:)
Damon calls Caroline than Bonnie calls Caroline. The Caroilne who the biggest soccer of Bamon. Than Damon shows Elena's diary to the whole gang. And the mysterious things begin. The fate of three families ties forever because of a curse. When a Salvatore show up and meets with a Petrova a Bennett always suffers.
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Chapter 11
Lilith's curse
Damon was bleeding. He lay in his own pool of blood right in the middle of his living room. His ears were still roaring from the sharp, deafening sound of the recently fired pistol. The pain caused by the bullet almost drove him crazy. He was shot in the abdomen, just as he was 160 years ago. He knew he couldn't faint because then it was all over. He felt a metallic, nauseatingly sweet taste in his mouth, and his own reddish blood burst out of him. He had to cough, but with each move, the agony of torment was unleashed on him. The situation could be worse than he thought.
He's still alive. He couldn't sleep, though he felt lead weights on his eyelids. He tried to stand up, but his body disobeyed. It was flooded with heat, a glowing, corrosive pain whose epicenter was bullet-induced injury.
He was still alive. That's all that mattered. Somehow, he has to stay awake, he can't allow himself to surrender to the pain. He blinked quickly. he needs to gather his thoughts! He has to concentrate! But it didn't work.
He was still alive. He felt his body heavier. His brain could not bear more pain. His eyes slowly closed. His last thought before he lost consciousness was that he would never be able to tell Bonnie how much he really loved her. He was still alive, but he knew it wasn't long.
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10 hours earlier
At the end of Old Miller Road, which can be said to be relatively straight out of the city, stood the huge building complex of the Salvatore Boarding School, which was able to comfortably accommodate more than five hundred students and palletize their minds. The expanse of the estate reached Lake Willow Creek, included part of the forest surrounding it, and included the cemetery where the Salvatore crypt stood, as well as the catacombs of the old church where Katherine was also imprisoned for a short time.
