In the shadows of The Originals legacy, a new heir rises. Born from the immortal bloodline of Rebekah Mikaelson and the feared lineage of Alexander Kenner, their only son was never meant to exist. A child carrying three cursed gifts within a single soul: * the savage instinct of a werewolf, * the ancient sight of a seer, * and the devastating power of witchcraft. His name became a whisper across New Orleans. Aurelian Kenner Mikaelson. With sun-kissed blonde hair, haunting golden eyes, and beauty rivaling the Mikaelsons themselves, Aurelian walks between worlds - worshipped by some, feared by many. Prophecies speak of him as the child who could either unite every supernatural faction... or destroy them all. As ancient enemies awaken and old family sins return, Aurelian must decide whether he will become: the savior of his bloodline... or the downfall of the Mikaelson dynasty. Because in New Orleans, power is never given. It is taken in blood.

****REWRITING IN PROCESS**** A thousand years ago, seven stars sat illuminated in the night sky, surrounded by the moon, wrapped around its comfort and loving embrace, secured in the safety net that always provided them protection. Too soon, it all went wrong. Torn apart and ripped away from the seams that held them together. No longer did the stars light up in the night sky, for their moon was the light in the darkness that lit them up as a whole. However, no one told them everything was based on a prophecy, a curse and a lie. The stars believed their moon was forever taken away, and they would always be dosed in bloodshed and darkness. So imagine, a thousand years later, when they come upon their very moon, who they believed was to be very dead, alive with a beating heart, obliterated of memories and dispossessed of powers. Who would subject their moon to such harrowing pain? The main questions are who are they, why and how? [Warning: this story will be different to canon - au post chapter 20.] ------------------------ #1 in MysticFalls #2 in TVDFanfic #3 in Elijah Mikealson #8 in Damon Salvatore #14 in Originals #15 in Stefan Salvatore #23 in The Vampire Diaries #24 in The Originals #57 in TVDFanfic #113 in FanFiction [*D.S & S.S love interests (poly)*] [*A Vampire Diaries Fanfiction*] [*BOOK ONE IN DARCY: THE PROTECTRESS SERIES*] [*OVERALL SEASONS 1 - 8*] STARTED: DECEMBER 5th, 2020 ENDED: APRIL 3RD, 2022

Niklaus Mikaelson would never have guessed in a million years that his saving grace would be a 17-year-old siphoner with an attitude problem. And Valentina Duvall could have never anticipated that the person who would understand her better than anyone would be a thousand-year-old psychotic hybrid. But fate has a funny way of bringing people together, even those meant to hate each other.

You always thought your love story was epic. It started with a boy and a curse. For centuries, it survived every obstacle. Until it didn't. What happens when that boy comes back into your life? And this time, he won't let you go. You were the first vampire Niklaus ever turned. You had promised each other forever. Until one day, with Mikael hot on your tail, he compelled you to forget him and leave. It was a century before you got your memories back. What happens when your friend Damon asks you to come help him in his little hometown of Mystic Falls and Klaus comes to town? Will you forgive him? Or was your love story doomed from the start?

𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞, before she became the Augustine hybrid, before she knew the truth about her bloodline, she crossed paths with Niklaus Mikaelson, not once, but twice. The first time, she was just a human teenager, wandering too close to the monster in the dark. Klaus compelled her to forget. Years later, in 1920s Chicago, their paths collided again. She was older, bolder, but still unaware of what lived inside her. Klaus remembered her. Compelled her again. Now, in 2010, fate drags them both back to Mystic Falls. Demitra, fierce, dangerous, and still haunted by holes in her memory, has no idea who Klaus is. But he remembers everything. The girl with the haunted eyes. The power she doesn't understand. And now that she's become something even he can't explain, Klaus isn't going to walk away this time. Not again.

Klaus x OC x Elijah Anastasia Harper knows she is different; she has known this since her dad first taught her to move things with nothing but her mind. Unfortunately, her dad isn't here to sing her to sleep or hold her in his protective embrace anymore. He's dead, and so is everyone she's ever known. Fleeing from a dark past along with her siblings, she arrives in Mystic Falls, hoping to start anew. But what happens when she catches the eye of not one but two monsters? Or in which the Mikaelson family finally meet their mates after a thousand years of loneliness. TVDU character insert.

𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 [S2-S4] 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘴. (Created in response to the feedback on 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 | 𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡 𝐦., where so many of you wanted Evelyn's path with the entire Mikaelson family explored. this is that story.) also on ao3

Unlike her twin sister, Elena, Elara Gilbert never quite fit in. Heck, how could she when this was at least the 50th time she'd relived her teenage years? Cursed by a sorceress a thousand years ago, Elara is stuck in an infinite loop of birth, life, and death, dying on her 18th birthday in each lifetime. Her curse is inevitable, and when evil threatens to trench upon her hometown of Mystic Falls, she fears she may not be around long enough to stop it. Can she save her friends and family before the clock runs out? Or will the haunts from her past consume her? Damon/Oc, Klaus/Oc

«Чернильные грёзы» - это сборник о чувствах, которые невозможно произнести вслух. О любви, оставляющей следы глубже шрамов. О воспоминаниях, пахнущих чернилами, старой бумагой и бессонными ночами. Здесь каждая строчка похожа на исповедь, написанную дрожащей рукой при свете одинокой свечи. Это мир, где нежность граничит с безумием, а красота - с внутренней тьмой. Стихи и тексты переплетаются между собой, словно потёки туши на пожелтевших страницах дневника, хранящего самые сокровенные мысли автора. В них - тихая тоска, хрупкая романтика, боль утраты и сладкое желание раствориться в собственных грёзах. «Чернильные грёзы» - не просто сборник. Это состояние души. Это шёпот сердца, оставленный между строк. Это след чернил на кончиках пальцев после прикосновения к чему-то слишком личному и слишком прекрасному, чтобы забыть.

𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐄𝐀 ❜ ❫ ━━━ ❝ 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆, 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒕, 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒇. ❞ '𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒， 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙' ⋆☀︎. | ❝ 𝐵𝐸𝐶𝐴𝑈𝑆𝐸 𝐼 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑌𝑂𝑈. / 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝐼𝑇 𝐼𝑆 𝐵𝐸𝐶𝐴𝑈𝑆𝐸 𝐼 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝑇𝐻𝐴𝑇 𝐼 𝐶𝐴𝑁𝑁𝑂𝑇 𝑩𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑊𝐻𝐸𝑁 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝐴𝑅𝐸 𝑁𝑂𝑇 𝑁𝐸𝐴𝑅. ❞ 𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊 ───────────────────── 𝗔𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 | 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲 𝗔𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝘄𝗼 | 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲 𝗔𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 | 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲 𝗔𝗰𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿 | 𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗘𝗹𝗶𝗷𝗮𝗵 𝗺𝗶𝗸𝗮𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘅 𝗳!𝗼𝗰 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗹𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘁 𝘅 𝗺!𝗼𝗰 ©-rafescam3ron©