A Million Tears (Elijah Mikaelson Fanfiction).
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  • Reads 225,146
  • Votes 6,282
  • Parts 52
  • Time 10h 20m
Ongoing, First published Oct 25, 2014
Mature
21-year-old Rose is a beautiful young woman. Unfortunately, she had never been happy as she is forced to get engaged to a 45-year-old rich yet oppressive man. 

Thinking no man would want her if she leaves her abuser, she lives a sad existence, being abused and humiliated on a daily basis.

But what will happen when she catches the eye of a certain Mikaelson?

Follow Rose as she struggles for freedom. 

Will Elijah save her or is she destined for an eternity full of pain?

THE CHARACTERS I OWN ARE ROSE, HER FIANCE, AND A FEW OTHERS. ELIJAH AND THE MIKAELSONS ARE NOT MY CHARACTERS.

Hope you enjoy this book. 
Xo
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Hello, my name is Thaliana Mikaelson. In 1864 I fell in love with Damon Salvatore. We completed eachother, and were to be married. Even my brother Niklaus approved of him. In all my centuries of living I had not loved anyone more than I had loved Damon. Then my father came to town, I knew he intended to kill me and everything I loved. I had to protect me soulmate. I faked my death and leave to keep Damon safe. In my absence a girl by the name of Katherine Pierce changed him. My compulsion came undone and I had to make him forget me, there was only one thing that would reverse my compulsion. Three words, words I had vowed never to say again. Even now, when I see him 150 years later, I cannot bring myself to say them. Even if I still do, love him, that is.