ꜱʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅɪᴇ ꜱᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ, ɴᴏʀ ᴅɪᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʀᴇɪɴᴄᴀʀɴᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴʟʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴀʟꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴋᴀᴇʟꜱᴏɴ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴅᴏ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇᴀʟɪꜱᴇ, ᴀ ᴛᴇᴇɴᴀɢᴇʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ ꜱɴᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢɪʀʟ? ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘɪᴄɴɪᴄ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʜᴀꜱ ᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄᴏʀɴᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. ᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴍɪᴋᴀᴇʟꜱᴏɴ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ꜱɪᴍᴘʟᴇ ᴛᴀꜱᴋ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ, ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴ ɪɴꜰᴀɴᴛ. ᴏʜ! ᴡᴀɪᴛ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍꜱ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀꜰᴜʟ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʙʏ ʜᴇʀ ꜱɪᴅᴇ.

|BEFORE YOU PROCEED: This book has been shifted to my other account called @devuwritesfiction on Wattpad, and that is where it is being updated regularly on a weekly basis now. Read the Note in the first chapter of this book for more reference.| ☽ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 ☾ ♦ ❝I will forever be yours, Reina.❞ ❝I will forever be yours as well, Nik.❞ ☽♛☾ He was the Alpha. She was the Ravena. Separated, they were a maddening mess and frustrating chaos. Together, they were the beginning of a new cosmos. With bloodlines going back thousands of years and powers like none before, the world would bow to their colossal union. The sun and the moon. The Alpha and the Ravena. ☽♛☾ |TVD SEASON: 2| MikaelsonBlood©2020 This book is dedicated to my amazing twin from ocearns away @EleNaShelby. It wouldn't have been possible without her. Started: 22nd June, 2020 Finished: 21st September, 2020

It's fascinating how much one tiny moment, one lapse in judgement can affect someone's whole life. My life changed one night a few weeks after my fifteenth birthday. Follow Meagan's life after she moved to Mystic Falls. Will she find friends? A love? Or will everyone shun her for something she had no control over? Characters are OOC. Deal with it or don't read it This story implies an underage character being raped. Nothing graphic but still a warning.

The first thing he saw when he woke was a pair of very familiar blue eyes, filled with amusement with a touch of concern and a soft smile curving her pink lips while a small crease centered her brow. "Dearest Elijah. Never has the thought of anyone beating you, ever crossed my mind. One of the best warriors in our village I do believe you once were, bested by two baby vampires." The blonde's laughter was the sweetest tune he had heard since they were human. One of his greatest friends and the one who had become like the older sister to all his siblings. "I thought you were dead... how are you alive?" The Mikaelson's voice was dry and raspy, for obvious reasons, "Where have you been all this time?" She smiled at him, "Mikael and Esther cared too much for me to let me continue as a mortal, Lijah. You know I was the replacement for Freya. As for where I have been..."

Kol went to bed the night of the fiftieth anniversary of the deaths of Klaus and Elijah, hoping to rest after an emotionally exhausting day. However, when he woke up the next day, he was far hungrier than normal and was met with the sight of his very dead brother. This better be a dream because there was no bloody way he was redoing this again. Kol x Caroline

"When I wished I was a witch, I meant like a Harry Potter witch-either before or after Voldy, or at least outside of England!" As a little girl, I always wanted to be special. I read everything I could find in the fantasy genre, but the thing I was obsessed with was witches. From Harry Potter to The Secret Circle, I devoured them all. Every single wish I ever made-whether on birthday candles or shooting stars-was always the same: I want to be a witch! But I guess luck wasn't on my side, because I died. I definitely didn't wish to be reborn as the most unappreciated, judgmental witch of the century. Doing dark magic? Fine. Dying? Been there, done that. Being the Anchor? Not funny-at all. Being stuck in a world prison with a psycho who has a weird name? Yeah... no thanks. So I'm changing the timeline. Screw the writers-this is my story now, and Bonnie Bennett is going to be the most badass witch since Qetsiyah, Dahlia, Esther, or Silas... whatever, you get the idea. "Why not Davina? Sure, she was almost sacrificed by her coven and locked in a church, but at least she dated Kol 2.0!"

Years before he'd been daggered, the Reckless Mikaelson had met a very talented songstress who had befriended him. Kol had found her fascinating, especially when she felt no attraction to him and treated him like the brother she had never had, while he treated as the sister he needed. The blonde had been completed shocked when Kol told her everything and he was overjoyed to find she never treated him any different. And unlike a lot of people, she didn't ask to be changed . He did it anyway. Kol hadn't wanted to lose one of the few people who actually cared about him. She just had the talent to draw people in, so when the two Mikaelsons stepped into the small bar, he wasn't at all surprised to find all eyes on her. She would also only ever sing in small establishments, so they'd get the publicity they needed. ~I found a thrill, A thrill to press my cheek to, A thrill that I've never known.~

7-year-old Hope Mikaelson had been excited to learn that her lost family was coming back but when she overhears some alarming information, Hope isn't so sure it's a good thing anymore. So she decides to go searching for her own answers, and that search leads her back to where it all began, Mystic Falls. I do not own TVD, TO, Legacies, or anything in it. (Story was requested by AngelColdHeart)

Fuck the show. I run this bitch now. Elena Gilbert will be her own hero. (OC!ElenaxOCxOC) Polyamory! If you don't like it bye.

"SHE LOVED HER AGAINST REASON, AGAINST PROMISE, AGAINST PEACE, AGAINST HOPE, AGAINST HAPPINESS, AGAINST ALL DISCOURAGEMENT THAT COULD BE." In which Kol Mikaelson has a twin sister. OR A story about grieving, healing and learning to love again. *** [THE ORGINALS] [SEASON 1-4] [COVER BY: @crazywebster]