Time Flies/ Stefan Salvatore

Time Flies/ Stefan Salvatore

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Once upon a time about 90 years ago, there was a girl named Crystal Monte. In 1910 she was 18 years old, living with her parents in the Chicago area were she had a normal life. Partially. Her mother who was a stay at home mom, was a Lycan. Particularly known as a werewolf. Her father on the other hand, was a syphoin witch. He was rejected by his family at a younger age. That's when my mother found him. They lived together as friends, but as time flew by they became closer. When Crystal was conseived, her parents were frantic. They had never mentioned to have a child. It would be to dangerous. But decided to keep her and protect her from people that tended to harm her. When she got older she wanted more freedom. So every now and then she would sneak out to go to a party. Everything was just fine. Until one night a witch followed her home. She intended to kill Crystal but she was to strong. but she did accomplish on killing Crystals parents. Crystal blamed herself. She did this. She killed her parents. That night, she packed her bags and left. She was going to stay at a friends home until she finds out what to do next but she was attacked. Fead a gross liquid and killed. That was Crystals last moments as a human being. She woke up, to find herself hungry. She searched for something that subdid her hunger, then stumbled upon a man. He had greenish eyes and light brown hair. He told the girl what she was craving and gave it to her. He saw something in her. Not just a helpless newbie vampire, but also a kind selfless woman with good intentions. But no humanity stefan couldn't understand why he didn't just let this pathetic girl die alone. He didn't care. he didn't need a companion. he was fine on his own. She means nothing. She's just a girl with a beautiful smile, and plump lips that he wanted to kiss so badly, and the poetic and charming love notes she would put on the table before she went to a party. He didn't need her. Or did he?
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Once upon a time, there lived a poor little girl in the dirty streets of the human world. With her parents gone and her having to survive alone, she became strong and stiff. As the little girl grew older, she learned dark secret of heart-break, forever sealing her heart in a wall of steel. From that day forward she decided never to want to love again. With her heart set, she became one of the best thieves around, cold-hearted and smart. She went by the code name "Nightstrike". Nobody knew who this thief was, or how to stop them. She was as fast as lightning and left without a trace when morning came. However, one day she was finally caged. Her jail was those crystal green eyes and light blonde hair. With one flash of that dazzling smile she bowed down, her steel heart broken by the man. The man was captivated by this poor little thief and his heart fell for her. The two ran off together, never wanting to stop staring into each other's love struck eyes, and not caring about the world. The girl forever knew that he was only hers and he knew that she was only his. Then they lived happily ever after. Except, that's not how the story went. That 'happily ever after' never happened. Actually, everything in the last two paragraphs never happened. My name is Syrina. I am NightStrike and I have entered the largest pack in the world. My cousin, my mortal enemy. My heart, stone. But my fighting spirit, burning with desire. With the brink of war of rogues and power-hungry men versus pure and powerful mythicals, my story has just begun. And my knives, have yet to strike...

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