The Vampire Diaries ♥︎
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On The Down Low  ✓  by bashfultroll
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CURENT STATUS: Draft [ ✓ ] Edit [...] Elena Gilbert had lost everything. Her family. Her best friend. Her boyfriend. Herself. After being ripped from her life in Mystic Falls will she finally be able to find herself again? [#1 - KlausandElena 5/25/25] [#2 - Klena 12/10/25] A reimagining of my original fanfic: OTDL
On The Down Low |  ✗ by bashfultroll
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After a steamy summer with Kol and Klaus Mikaelson Elena goes back to Mystic Falls. Not only to her home but to her friends and brother; but how will her sudden reappearance impact her loved ones? | Cover made by @hellocheeky! Go check her out! She is an amazing author and a great cover designer <3 | This book was canceled, but I also made a completed reimagining. Check that out for a more grounded storyline and much better prose. But if this your guilty pleasure far be it from me to stop you.
The Time Between | Klena by bashfultroll
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Elena Gilbert has always been a damsel in distress. But what happens when a finicky spell launches her a few too many centuries into the past? Will she fall? Or will she rise? ... Dear Diary, it's been too long. I must admit journaling becomes difficult when you're running from yourself. Now I see, I owe it to myself. I must confess I fell in love. I thought I had known it before. I once believed it grew in the warmth of Stefan's embrace, thought it lingered in the way Damon's gaze yearned for mine. But now I know that wasn't love. It was lust, infatuation. Love consumes you. It leaves no stone of your mind unturned. It's the air you breathe when they are near. It the cold that ices your veins when they are not. It is the pull that brings you to your knees for them even when you are cross. It is the way your heart beats when they smile. It is hope and fear. And you do not get a say in who-- or how, or even when. It finds you, when you are not looking and steals something you may never get back. I never wondered how it was that Belle could love a beast. It should have come as no surprise when my heart, too began to march for a man within a beast.