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Olga had always felt like an outsider in her family. When she was younger she was was always 'too much'. Now it seemed like her entire family had gone off the deep end, leaving her as the only sane one among them. Things hadn't been so bad until something changed in her cousin and best friend, Vlad. Once the only person working to create peace between the supernatural underworld in England, he had now killed half the slayers and London and lost his last shred of humanity in the process. No one knows what changed him so much, but Olga was the only reason every Slayer in the UK wasn't dead, but now Vlad was after her. And then there was the fact that she'd fallen for one of the very slayers Vlad had been set out to destroy. But Jace was gone now, off on some mission to the other side of the world, desperately trying to piece together the treaty that Vlad had left in shambles. The only person she had was the last person she expected: Jace's best friend. At one point in time Robin had been obsessed with Vampires. When he'd first met Vlad back when they were both starting High School he'd thought he'd lucked out, that he was finally going to get to be the thing that people feared, not the thing they ridiculed. He was right, in some ways. When Vlad's sister, Ingrid, wiped out his entire family he didn't expect that his real path was becoming the monster that other monsters were afraid of. Now he killed vamps with precision and fervour. He relished in turning them from facsimiles of humans into nothing but ash and dust. So it was no surprise that he was left reeling when his best friend and brother brought one of them into the Slayer's Guild and asked him to protect her. Yet no matter how many shocks Robin had faced in his life, nothing could've prepared him for how much he would come to care for the girl. But how far can love go when the strongest vampire in a century will stop at nothing to destroy you both?
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Viper: When I was a kid I was naive, shy, and easy to push around. I was a little girl who dreamt of sunshine and rainbows. But that all changed when I was 10 years old and my grandparents died. I found myself utterly and completely alone in this world. One bad thing after another seemed to hit me. I of course dealt with it. I dealt with it because a man in a black leather Jacket and fucking amazing ink told me how to survive this cruel world. Sometimes you just have to get mean. And so I did. It became my only vice when shit got tough. I am fine on my own. I don't need anyone. Ryker: When I found her at just ten years old, she was just as cute, button-nosed, and sweet as a jar of honey. I gave her a bit of advice to survive this cruel world. She needed to learn to be a little mean, otherwise she would have been eaten alive. But now that I found her again, she isn't who she was when we first saw each other. She was known as Viper. She seemed to have taken my advice to heart. And fuck, I believe I created a fucking monster. Viper, a dark-haired, green-eyed, wicked smile, and sharp tongue. She thinks she has to do it on her own. But in reality, she doesn't. She has family. She has me. And Lucifer forbids anyone fucks with what belongs to me. Charlie: When I met her at fourteen years old, I never expected her to stay. She was just some kid wanting a tattoo. She was a firecracker waiting to explode. She was protective of things and people that belonged to her. Dan was meant to just kick her out and let her go on her way, but she stayed. Viper, she calls herself. A dark-haired, green-eyed, wicked smile, and sharp as fuck tounged girl. She's tough but needs to learn she has people to lean on. She has family. She has me. And God forbids anyone fucks with what belongs to me. (Fanfic of a book)

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