Desperate Measures

Desperate Measures

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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. Thank you to everyone who reads, comments on and votes for my stories. I love you guys very much, and I have so much fun writing these for not only myself but you guys too! <3 ILY!
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