The Vampire Diaries; after
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  • Reads 38,394
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  • Parts 31
  • Time 2h 35m
Complete, First published Aug 24, 2015
"You literally went through time and space to see me again. Now, I'm no scientist but I'm pretty damn sure that, that is impossible. And I'm sure as hell not sorry for loving you and I will never apologize for it." I say passionately slowly walking closer to him. I continue. "I love you, I know that Damon, and I know that what we have is the best thing I've ever known in my life."

(lmao ignore my terrible  writing it was at the early stages of the book, I swear it gets better, if you can't deal with it go read one of my other stories!!)
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Everyone hates him - and everyone hates me for loving him - but the devil is my soulmate. Ashley Darko has been the best friend to Damon Salvatore for decades. In fact, there have been many times in which she was his only friend. But, they complement each other. One is never quite whole without the other. Just a few days after she arrives in Mystic Falls, she catches the eye of one of the strongest and oldest creatures on the face of the earth. "Ashley?" Damon asked as he rose from his seat and looked up at me, confused but obviously happy as his arms wrapped around me in a tight hug. "What are you doing here?" "I wanted to see you. After all, I'm your best friend." I said teasingly as I hugged him back and his arms slowly slid away from me. "Let me guess, you got tired of Max?" he asked as he sat back down at the couch and I sat beside him with my legs over his lap, already getting comfortable in his house as I usually did. "You could at least pretend to be a kind gentleman towards me." I said with a roll of my eyes while I slid the glass from his hand and sipped at it myself, watching as my oldest friend locked his phone and placed it on the armrest of the couch. "What happened? Last time we spoke, he was your soul mate." He asked, still looking at me with a bit on confusion. "Let's be honest here, I'm my own soul mate." I sipped at the dark liquid again then shrugged, "besides, I probably don't have much of a soul at this point." Note: This is set in about season 3. I want to try to avoid spoilers for people who are not caught up with the series and may be watching it on Netflix.
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The Devil Takes Care of His Own

29 parts Complete Mature

Everyone hates him - and everyone hates me for loving him - but the devil is my soulmate. Ashley Darko has been the best friend to Damon Salvatore for decades. In fact, there have been many times in which she was his only friend. But, they complement each other. One is never quite whole without the other. Just a few days after she arrives in Mystic Falls, she catches the eye of one of the strongest and oldest creatures on the face of the earth. "Ashley?" Damon asked as he rose from his seat and looked up at me, confused but obviously happy as his arms wrapped around me in a tight hug. "What are you doing here?" "I wanted to see you. After all, I'm your best friend." I said teasingly as I hugged him back and his arms slowly slid away from me. "Let me guess, you got tired of Max?" he asked as he sat back down at the couch and I sat beside him with my legs over his lap, already getting comfortable in his house as I usually did. "You could at least pretend to be a kind gentleman towards me." I said with a roll of my eyes while I slid the glass from his hand and sipped at it myself, watching as my oldest friend locked his phone and placed it on the armrest of the couch. "What happened? Last time we spoke, he was your soul mate." He asked, still looking at me with a bit on confusion. "Let's be honest here, I'm my own soul mate." I sipped at the dark liquid again then shrugged, "besides, I probably don't have much of a soul at this point." Note: This is set in about season 3. I want to try to avoid spoilers for people who are not caught up with the series and may be watching it on Netflix.