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a Damon Salvatore and Klaus Mikaelson love triangle.
"These deaths are loud, bloody, and cruel.
Mine was soft. Quiet. Almost kind."
I didn't feel the moment I died.
There was no blinding light. No pain. No cries for help. Just the hush of midnight air and the rhythm of my breathing slowly... stopping.
One moment I was lying in my bed-still seventeen, still Ava Colburn-with tomorrow's plans in my head. And the next, the world blinked.
I didn't fall. I didn't fly.
I simply... stopped being me.
And when my eyes opened again, I was in someone else's bed. Someone else's room. Wearing someone else's face.
But I knew exactly where I was.
The floral comforter. The framed photo of Elena Gilbert's parents gracefully displayed on the dresser. The open diary on the nightstand.
Now, I walk the halls of Mystic Falls High with her face, her friends, her secrets. I know who's about to die. Who's about to betray us. Who will fall in love. And who I'm supposed to love back.
But I'm not her. I'm not supposed to be here.
And knowing what happens next means I can stop it.
This world is more real-and more dangerous-than I ever imagined. And if I'm not careful, I might lose more than myself this time.