Augustine Girl. (DAMON SALVATORE X READER)

Augustine Girl. (DAMON SALVATORE X READER)

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The Vampire Diaries
The Originals
"I've been here since 1874." Eleanor Harlow, a vampire born in 1607, was captured in 1874, and brought to the Augustine house. She had no idea how bad it would get until she arrived. All of the friends she made were killed, except for her best friend, Enzo. And then there was him. Everything was lovely until he left her, but little did he know she came back, but this time without Enzo, and throughout the years she still wonders if he's alive. She'll get him out one day, she swore it. But for now she has to put up with Damon and all of his adventures with the rest. of the few whom know what really goes on in the town of Mystic Falls. Covered up animal attacks, along with everything else she's to encounter. And along with such was her brother Elliot, whom got dragged into all of this as well. I do not own any of the characters except Eleanor. This story is violent, so beware. Enjoy! Published on 11/17/2020 (17/11/2020)
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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