My name is Brooklyn Ophelia Hartman.
Brook for short, like a stream, a river, a creak.
A Brook.
Ophelia for my Mother, my loving yet dead mother.
Hartman from the man I once loved, the one who let me die, who as soon as I came back, I killed.
Brooklyn Ophelia Hartman, the newest vampire on the block, and enjoying the time I've spent so far around this shit world, I'm in. I'm not one for games, I hate everyone, and I feel everything. Make that felt. I felt it all until my emotions were too much, I shut them off and ever since, I've lived happily ever after, er- carelessly ever after.
This is my first day of being a vampire and it will not be even close to the last. It's too much fun.
Ps: Sorry for the bloody mess. ;)
Rated PG-13 for safety. This is going to be a Vampire Diaries/The Originals cross over story almost. Not exactly having plans for this makes the writing easier. :) All characters belong to their respective creators.
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"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.