My Paradise, Your Calvary

Have you ever felt frustrated? Imagine being stuck on the other side, bound to someone who can't even see you. That's my life-or rather, my afterlife. I watch him suffer, I feel every ounce of his pain, anger, and love, but no matter how hard I try, I can never reach him. Do my emotions echo back to him, or am I just a ghost whispering into the void? A hundred years have passed, and still, I wait for someone-just one person-who can finally see me. Until then, I remain in the shadows, unseen but never far from him. 'ONLY ONE PERSON CAN SEE ME!' 'Who are you?'" ----- Some Information: *The storyline will be changed. *English is not my native language, but I am using a spell correction website. *just me trying to build a story line and remember sh*t because I haven't watched TO and its a long time since I watched TVD *Please feel free to provide feedback and comments! :)

I was going to freeze to death, lost in a blizzard with no way to save myself, all I could do is continue on through the rocky mountains praying I'd survive long enough to find shelter. I don't know how much time passed before my body finally gave up, I thought I was dead, until I woke up in a secluded log cabin with a stranger. He is so overwhelming and terrifying at the same time, but I can't help but be drawn to him. That is until he reveals a secret that I can either accept, or deny. Accepting will change my life, throwing me in a world I don't understand but solidifying me to his side. Denying would allow me to return to my life, but without him. Am I willing to give up my old life for a virtual stranger especially when his enemies come knocking on his door?

***this book contains suicidal thoughts and tendencies, may not be appropriate for younger audiences*** In which she looks for the purpose of life. Lily Carter's parents died in a car crash leaving her and Laura, girl was depressed long before her parents passed away and with all the problems turning up now, Lily felt more miserable - if that's even possible. With her journey to look for life's purpose and grab the small pinch of HOPE - which is ironically her second name -, will she finally snap at the pressure and finally end it all? or will a small light lit her darkened world of grief and loneliness? * "So you know. The little goth girl who gets bullied is indeed a mess. There's this mess in her head that eats her alive everyday isn't it? What to do now Kaden? Tell the whole neighborhood and recieve an award for taking out a crazy in this world?" I spit like vomit. His eyes warmed up as I finished, "Lily. It isn't like that" "What is it then? People stopped caring... they gave up, why aren't you?" I fought my tears. "Because I feel the need to care. Did Leigh hurt you? Did she hit you?" he finally noticed the unusual redness of my cheek. I don't like the way he told me he needed to care for me. I felt like an obligation, a responsibility that he is carrying and carrying leads to getting tired and when people gets tired, they give up. I don't want them to give up on me. But they will, so it's good not to make them care for me in the first place. "I never needed anyone. I stopped needing anyone before, why start now?" I uttered the words again. Why? There is nothing to fight for. No mama. No papa. No sister to love me. No one. So why would I waste my life and the time of others to fix what is already broken - and someone who doesn't want to be fixed? If I may add. Maybe I gave up. No, scratch that. I gave up a long time ago - when my parents died, my hope and purpose went away with them.

"Raise the shadows from the deep, make them form, make them weep." Unlike my sweet sister, I spent last year infiltrating the most feared and elitist global witch Clan in the world for nothing more than the knowledge they possess. Now, they are hunting me and my father down. My sister spent last year sparring with her Headmaster (yes, I also find it pervy) and attending Latin classes about how to properly pronounce incantations. To say we were opposites of one another would be putting it lightly. This year I joined my sister at the Salvatore Boarding school. According to my mother, I needed to socialize with people my own age. But my presence at the school has not gone unnoticed. I've been forced to calculate my moves and expect an attack from any side. After all, my father did say that friends and enemies are often born in the same place. -- This is a Legacies/The Originals/The Vampire Diaries Fanfiction. This is my replacement for the monstrosity that is Legacies.

Since I've first seen her in my forest that first day I couldn't look away I couldn't stop thinking about her but I still wonder why I saved her I'm supposed to be hiding who I am but for some reason when it came to her I didn't care if she saw me or not. I sometimes wonder if she's my soul mate but I'm not going think about it cause soul mates don't exist not when your a half breed. I remember when I saw him he was beautiful and to top it off he saved me from freezing now he's the only one I think about the only one I want to be around sometimes I wonder if we were meant to be lovers, i'm obsessed with him and I don't know why and I'm not saying though three words they don't exisit not really but that's all starting to change as we together more and more.

Have you ever heard the saying I love you so much it hurts? I always thought that it was just that, a saying, to emphasize how you feel for someone. It wasn't till I met the love of my life, Niklaus Mikaelson, that that so call saying slapped me right between the eyes. To feel that much passion towards a person not only results in happiness, it also brings pain. Extreme pain. The type of pain that cripples you and no matter how hard or far you run from it, it never leaves. But despite this, I stayed with him for the better part of 500 years. Because in my mind, the happy times outweighed all that torture. I could have everything I ever wanted. He, Elijah, Rebekah, Kol, Finn, and I were a family. But over the years, my family's love for each other slowly soured and turned to hate, and suddenly the happy times weren't worth the agony. So I left, I ran, and I never stopped. But what will happen when I get thrown back into the Mikaelson world, trying to save Elena from Klaus's cruelty? Will love conquer all, or will I find comfort in the arms of another? Will we become a family like we once were, or has 500 years apart done its damage? Find out in Forever Family. Currently Editing <3 -------------------------- This will follow the plot of TVD and TO, but a lot of things will change. -------------------------- All rights go to the writers of the vampire diaries for creating the characters; however, I claim all rights to Clarissa and her storyline.

the moon felt like something was missing. his life was completely felt like there was a missing pieces but then the sun showed up. the moon that knew what was the missing part but why ? and how ? weren't they supposed to be enemy but... why ? Note: this story is bl story so if anyone that doesn't like bl or LGBTQ, you can get off this story. so please don't list down any bad comments in my story since it's LGBTQ . For the profile photo isn't mine . I found in from Pinterest but in the future ( don't know when ) the profile photo will be mine thank you and other reminder that English isn't not my first language so there might be some error or mistake in sentences thank you once again And also an idea will be coming from me and my friend : @SrinivasPodugu Back from death

This is disgusting, I hate myself...but go ahead read it. TvdxHp I'm Madison Mikaelson, daughter of Kol and Davina Mikaelson. I'm a siphoner or was. Everything went wrong when my parents sent me to this school across the sea in London. I met this boy, he was different. He's misunderstood like me. Anyways he got me into a lot of trouble. But I still have this feeling deep inside, he makes me feel safe. I trust him. ------- No smut Cw: Violent *UNEDITED* Not going to edit. Started: Oct 10, 2020 (estimated) Ended: March 20, 2021 (estimated) Total time writing: 6 months. Highest ranking: #4 Kolvina #21 Hopemikaelson #60 Hayleymarshell #61 Kolmikaelson #107 Tvdfanfic #386 Harrypotterfanfiction #365 Davinaclaire

"You are the miracle baby 2. Even more miraculous then baby 1....... Child of two vampires. The reminder of the ugly and unfaithful agreement between klaus and Caroline. I know you." He said Bringing the stake closer to Stephanie's heart making her whimper. "I actually prefer the term kiara." I said my hands behind my back trying to retrieve my dagger from my back pocket. My voice calm and dangerously sweet but he didn't suspect anything. So so stupid. "Kiara Mikaelson. Just another mikealson princess. Bah!" He rolled his eyes and pressed the stake harder. Ughh. I have being associated with them. My parents who abandoned a month old child. But I didn't show my disgust, I laughed instead at him. Torture and kill it is. Smirk* 10 Minutes later. I tugged his hair making his blooded figure look at me. "Kill me already."he managed to speak. I had already bleed him out by my kicks and punches and my favourite stabbing. But these lowlife vampires just don't wanna die. But more fun to me. "Oh but you can't die, not without knowing that I am not just another Mikaelson princess. I am a queen and that too not because of a stupid dynasty succession but because I made myself a Queen." Give this book a chance believe me it will be worth it. The story line begins from 10 years after klaus Mikaelson's death. It consists of characters from the vampire dairies and the originals. And it's okay if you haven't read or watched Harry Potter, I have explained references :) but this is more based on TVD and TO. This might not do justice to to storyline though 😜

Secrets and lies were never a part of my life. Until, that is, I met him. Then, everything changed. Or, maybe things were always messed up, and meeting him just brought clarity to the obvious. He says we're meant to be together, but I don't even know who I am anymore. He says he will always protect me, but he doesn't understand the pain that I've faced in my life. Werewolves used to be the villains in fantasy that I read growing up. The wolf who chased after Red. The wolf who blew down the little pigs' houses. Now, I'm told that they're real, and I am meant to spend the rest of my life with one.