The voice sent a chill throughout my whole nerve system and sent blinding white light to cover my eyes. Though this was a good white light, the kind u would associate with angels not the kind that seemed as though u were trapped in a snow storm.
I knew that voice, that beautiful voice. I would – no could, never forget it and right now it was the greatest sound in the world, despite the fact it zei one word.
“Lost?”
“Damon, u scared me. I thought u were someone else. How did u find me?”
“Well I would have thought u would have been versed door now. Stefan does a slack job. To put it basically, vampires are good with smells. I have become accustom to yours.” His crooked smile and winced eyes were clearly defined although in the light of the waning moon.
“Oh ... yeah, that is true” I couldn’t have felt meer stupid. It was obvious, but ... “Wait didn’t u leave town with Stefan? Why are u here now?” my head was reeling with onbeantwoord vragen but these were the most important. I almost didn’t feel the twisting pain of my hart-, hart ripping at the sound of Stefan’s name coming off my lips.
“Well the answer to the first is no and the seconde it’s your birthday” he gave me a hart-, hart melting grin, that would be to anyone who didn’t know him, but I did and all too well. This grin was his awareness of something that made me unhappy and giving him pleasure in that. “That’s all u need to know”
“But how ... my ... who ...” I couldn’t seem, as hard as I tried, to make a coherent sentence. “Who...”
“Who told me it was your birthday” he finished for me and I was thankful because I probably would have gone on and on all night stuttering like that.
“Yeah, that.” I looked down as I zei it, picking at my nails because the whole situation was making me feel meer and meer powerless to him, as if he were meer superior to me than he already is.
“Well the humans may fall for your charade, my brother with the attention span of a four jaar old might fall for it also, but I notice things.” This smile was just his smug smile, full of pride.
“’Things?’ What kind of things?”
“Things such as the way u cringe whenever someone mentions birthday, the way u hate all birthday balloons, the way to try to make a huge fuss out of vrienden birthdays to take the attention away from yours, the way your phone always ‘rings’ when someone asks u yours but most of all the way hid away from everyone, avoided going home, avoided basically everything this dag last jaar but was so relaxed the nest day. u see we are hunters we notice these things.” There was no smugness on his face at the moment of suspicious looks he just seemed ... well the best word to describe it is distant. Strange.
“Oh, well I don’t like my birthday.” A cheap easy rebuttal but the best I could come up with.
“Again I know and strangely enough I respect that. Birthdays for me get a little boring but ...” He was smiling again, a smile full of warmth, and the smile that I love. He was also playing with his jas pocket as if trying to get something out of it, the reason his sentence trailed off. “But,” he continued “you can never refuse a present.”
In his hand he held a small box wrapped in goud paper and a few ribbons hanging gracefully on the top. It was beautiful.
“Damon ... I can’t. Thank u so much for the offer but ...” He stopped me before I could finish. The warmth was still in his eyes but is mouth was in a frown.
“Elena, no. Look I can, not acknowledge your birthday, we can look at this as just a ‘sorry I been gone’ present but u are taking it!”
“Damon ...” I whined
“Elena.” There was no uncertainty in his voice. I could tell if I didn’t take it now I’d be here all night.
“Okay ... but I still feel wrong taking it from you.”
“It doesn’t feel wrong to me.” He smiled his crooked smile.
I took the small box from his hands hesitantly and started to rip carefully at one of the corners. Under the paper I could see he blue and white of a Tiffany’s jewellery box. A small gasp caught in my throat. Tiffany’s is so expensive, why would he spend that much on me? I continued to open the present, Damon taking the paper once off.
Now it was just the box, dying to see what was inside I open the lid as carefully, but as quickly, as possible. Inside resting on the white silk cushion was a gorgeous platinum ring, the band laced with small diamonds, leading into an x shape and right where they should have met was a huge light blue sapphire. I have only ever seen rings like this in the movies. It was breathtaking.
“OH ... my ... god, Damon this is beautiful, but why?”
“Before u think anything, it’s just a present, no implications and because it’s your birthday. u like it?” I could tell from his face he knew I liked it and this made him happy. Strange.
“YES, but this must have cost a fortune!”
“When has money been an object for me? Besides your worth every penny.”
“Oh my ...” I took the ring out carefully and place it upon the middle finger of my left hand where it lay perfectly. It was stunning.
After I stopped admiring the ring, and I don’t know how long I had been, I just couldn’t stop myself throwing my arms around him.
“Just glad you’re happy.” Is all he said, but he put his arms around me, taking some of my weight. We stayed like that for what seemed to be hours before Damon shifted.
“By the way,” he zei in his normal, teasing tone, “you might want to get back to Jenna soon because I dealt with her for now but something might wake her.” I groaned. I was perfectly happy not thinking of my life, just living for the moment but now I guess I had to. “What’s the problem?”
“It’s just ... well ... nothing really, I just don’t want to go home.”
“Well if u like I could make Jenna let u stay with me while I'm in town. u know, like have a break from life. Not in that way.”
“Well ...” it was so tempting.
“Oh come it’s not like I'm going to try anything. We’ll have fun.” He was using the tone u use with a child trying to tempt them to eat their veggies, but it was working.
“Okay, just don’t hurt Jenna ... she means well.”
“Noted. Come on I’ll give u a lift.” I was expecting to see his black Porsche, but he seems to have changed it. This car was still black, blending in well with the night which seemed to rapidly be becoming dawn, but if my eyes aren’t mistaken, this was an Aston Martin Vanquish. I know because it was my dad’s dream car.
We pulled up to my house and Damon zei a quick ‘stay here’ command and was gone like that. I just sat there in the car exploring all the aspects of it like the red Italian leather zitplaats, stoel covers, the curved shape of the windows to fit the low roof and ... before I could finish my evaluation my door was opening. I never realised how quick Damon really was.
“Damon that was quick.” I zei reapproving but for some reason I was being dragged out of the car with brut strength and a cloth was being placed over my mouth but this time with a little less force, kind of gentle. Wait it’s getting black, why am I yawning I'm not tired ...
I knew that voice, that beautiful voice. I would – no could, never forget it and right now it was the greatest sound in the world, despite the fact it zei one word.
“Lost?”
“Damon, u scared me. I thought u were someone else. How did u find me?”
“Well I would have thought u would have been versed door now. Stefan does a slack job. To put it basically, vampires are good with smells. I have become accustom to yours.” His crooked smile and winced eyes were clearly defined although in the light of the waning moon.
“Oh ... yeah, that is true” I couldn’t have felt meer stupid. It was obvious, but ... “Wait didn’t u leave town with Stefan? Why are u here now?” my head was reeling with onbeantwoord vragen but these were the most important. I almost didn’t feel the twisting pain of my hart-, hart ripping at the sound of Stefan’s name coming off my lips.
“Well the answer to the first is no and the seconde it’s your birthday” he gave me a hart-, hart melting grin, that would be to anyone who didn’t know him, but I did and all too well. This grin was his awareness of something that made me unhappy and giving him pleasure in that. “That’s all u need to know”
“But how ... my ... who ...” I couldn’t seem, as hard as I tried, to make a coherent sentence. “Who...”
“Who told me it was your birthday” he finished for me and I was thankful because I probably would have gone on and on all night stuttering like that.
“Yeah, that.” I looked down as I zei it, picking at my nails because the whole situation was making me feel meer and meer powerless to him, as if he were meer superior to me than he already is.
“Well the humans may fall for your charade, my brother with the attention span of a four jaar old might fall for it also, but I notice things.” This smile was just his smug smile, full of pride.
“’Things?’ What kind of things?”
“Things such as the way u cringe whenever someone mentions birthday, the way u hate all birthday balloons, the way to try to make a huge fuss out of vrienden birthdays to take the attention away from yours, the way your phone always ‘rings’ when someone asks u yours but most of all the way hid away from everyone, avoided going home, avoided basically everything this dag last jaar but was so relaxed the nest day. u see we are hunters we notice these things.” There was no smugness on his face at the moment of suspicious looks he just seemed ... well the best word to describe it is distant. Strange.
“Oh, well I don’t like my birthday.” A cheap easy rebuttal but the best I could come up with.
“Again I know and strangely enough I respect that. Birthdays for me get a little boring but ...” He was smiling again, a smile full of warmth, and the smile that I love. He was also playing with his jas pocket as if trying to get something out of it, the reason his sentence trailed off. “But,” he continued “you can never refuse a present.”
In his hand he held a small box wrapped in goud paper and a few ribbons hanging gracefully on the top. It was beautiful.
“Damon ... I can’t. Thank u so much for the offer but ...” He stopped me before I could finish. The warmth was still in his eyes but is mouth was in a frown.
“Elena, no. Look I can, not acknowledge your birthday, we can look at this as just a ‘sorry I been gone’ present but u are taking it!”
“Damon ...” I whined
“Elena.” There was no uncertainty in his voice. I could tell if I didn’t take it now I’d be here all night.
“Okay ... but I still feel wrong taking it from you.”
“It doesn’t feel wrong to me.” He smiled his crooked smile.
I took the small box from his hands hesitantly and started to rip carefully at one of the corners. Under the paper I could see he blue and white of a Tiffany’s jewellery box. A small gasp caught in my throat. Tiffany’s is so expensive, why would he spend that much on me? I continued to open the present, Damon taking the paper once off.
Now it was just the box, dying to see what was inside I open the lid as carefully, but as quickly, as possible. Inside resting on the white silk cushion was a gorgeous platinum ring, the band laced with small diamonds, leading into an x shape and right where they should have met was a huge light blue sapphire. I have only ever seen rings like this in the movies. It was breathtaking.
“OH ... my ... god, Damon this is beautiful, but why?”
“Before u think anything, it’s just a present, no implications and because it’s your birthday. u like it?” I could tell from his face he knew I liked it and this made him happy. Strange.
“YES, but this must have cost a fortune!”
“When has money been an object for me? Besides your worth every penny.”
“Oh my ...” I took the ring out carefully and place it upon the middle finger of my left hand where it lay perfectly. It was stunning.
After I stopped admiring the ring, and I don’t know how long I had been, I just couldn’t stop myself throwing my arms around him.
“Just glad you’re happy.” Is all he said, but he put his arms around me, taking some of my weight. We stayed like that for what seemed to be hours before Damon shifted.
“By the way,” he zei in his normal, teasing tone, “you might want to get back to Jenna soon because I dealt with her for now but something might wake her.” I groaned. I was perfectly happy not thinking of my life, just living for the moment but now I guess I had to. “What’s the problem?”
“It’s just ... well ... nothing really, I just don’t want to go home.”
“Well if u like I could make Jenna let u stay with me while I'm in town. u know, like have a break from life. Not in that way.”
“Well ...” it was so tempting.
“Oh come it’s not like I'm going to try anything. We’ll have fun.” He was using the tone u use with a child trying to tempt them to eat their veggies, but it was working.
“Okay, just don’t hurt Jenna ... she means well.”
“Noted. Come on I’ll give u a lift.” I was expecting to see his black Porsche, but he seems to have changed it. This car was still black, blending in well with the night which seemed to rapidly be becoming dawn, but if my eyes aren’t mistaken, this was an Aston Martin Vanquish. I know because it was my dad’s dream car.
We pulled up to my house and Damon zei a quick ‘stay here’ command and was gone like that. I just sat there in the car exploring all the aspects of it like the red Italian leather zitplaats, stoel covers, the curved shape of the windows to fit the low roof and ... before I could finish my evaluation my door was opening. I never realised how quick Damon really was.
“Damon that was quick.” I zei reapproving but for some reason I was being dragged out of the car with brut strength and a cloth was being placed over my mouth but this time with a little less force, kind of gentle. Wait it’s getting black, why am I yawning I'm not tired ...
The volgende morning
Damon and Elena were lying asleep when someone rang the bell. Elena was fast asleep, so Damon sneaked out of bed and put on his pants from the dag before.
“Hurry up, Damon. u don’t want her to bleed to death, do you?”
Damon groaned as he recognized Rebekah’s voice. He walked to the door and opened it and Katherine fell in his arms. She was bleeding from her neck and Damon looked up shocked at the blonde Original, who smirked at him.
“What happened to her?” Damon wanted to know.
“I happened” Elijah answered, stepping forward. “Can we come in?”
“No!” Damon zei rude.
“I was merely being polite. Of course we can come in. This house is being hosted door vampires, whom cannot possible deny the admission to an Original. So, why don’t u step aside? We’ve got things to do, plans to make, wars to prepare” Elijah zei as he walked past Damon.
Damon and Elena were lying asleep when someone rang the bell. Elena was fast asleep, so Damon sneaked out of bed and put on his pants from the dag before.
“Hurry up, Damon. u don’t want her to bleed to death, do you?”
Damon groaned as he recognized Rebekah’s voice. He walked to the door and opened it and Katherine fell in his arms. She was bleeding from her neck and Damon looked up shocked at the blonde Original, who smirked at him.
“What happened to her?” Damon wanted to know.
“I happened” Elijah answered, stepping forward. “Can we come in?”
“No!” Damon zei rude.
“I was merely being polite. Of course we can come in. This house is being hosted door vampires, whom cannot possible deny the admission to an Original. So, why don’t u step aside? We’ve got things to do, plans to make, wars to prepare” Elijah zei as he walked past Damon.
They heard the door close and wondered who came barging in, until a familiar, female and British voice solved the mystery.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are u doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and u look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena commentaar gegeven sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are u doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and u look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena commentaar gegeven sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
Being a fan of the show, I was really excited when I found out that it was based on a book series!
Previously I had no idea.
After reading them I am convinced that they are even better than the TV show--so much meer info on all of the characters.
I am also a big vampire buff and have read a lot of vampire fic--twilight does not compare.
There are currently 10 novels in the series (I have only read the first 4. But I really recommend fans to check them out!
1.1 The Awakening
1.2 The Struggle
1.3 The Fury
1.4 Dark Reunion
1.5 The Return: Nightfall
1.6 The Return: Shadow Souls
1.7 The Return: Midnight
1.8 The Hunters: Phantom
1.9 The Hunters: Moonsong
1.10 The Hunters: Destiny Rising
I have only read up to the dark reunion.
Previously I had no idea.
After reading them I am convinced that they are even better than the TV show--so much meer info on all of the characters.
I am also a big vampire buff and have read a lot of vampire fic--twilight does not compare.
There are currently 10 novels in the series (I have only read the first 4. But I really recommend fans to check them out!
1.1 The Awakening
1.2 The Struggle
1.3 The Fury
1.4 Dark Reunion
1.5 The Return: Nightfall
1.6 The Return: Shadow Souls
1.7 The Return: Midnight
1.8 The Hunters: Phantom
1.9 The Hunters: Moonsong
1.10 The Hunters: Destiny Rising
I have only read up to the dark reunion.
The Hospital
The door of the examination room slammed open and doctor Fell looked up. “Would u mind waiting outside, please?”she zei annoyed.
Tyler ignored her and walked straight to the bed.
“How are u feeling?” he asked worried.
“I’m okay” Veronica said. “Doctor Fell gave me a miracle drug. I’m as good as new”
Meredith shot her a warning glance.
“How did u know where I was?” Veronica wondered.
“Rachel told me” Tyler explained. “She told me Rebekah attacked you”
Veronica shook her head. “Actually it was Stefan” she said.
“Why would Stefan want to hurt you?” Tyler asked skeptic. “He doesn’t even know you”
“Neither does Rebekah” Veronica shrugged. “They know. They know that we’re going to try and take them down. We’re going to have to verplaats fast”
“No, what u need to do is stay away from Rebekah” Tyler said. “I mean it, Ronnie, she’s dangerous”
“So am I” Veronica zei sharp.
The door of the examination room slammed open and doctor Fell looked up. “Would u mind waiting outside, please?”she zei annoyed.
Tyler ignored her and walked straight to the bed.
“How are u feeling?” he asked worried.
“I’m okay” Veronica said. “Doctor Fell gave me a miracle drug. I’m as good as new”
Meredith shot her a warning glance.
“How did u know where I was?” Veronica wondered.
“Rachel told me” Tyler explained. “She told me Rebekah attacked you”
Veronica shook her head. “Actually it was Stefan” she said.
“Why would Stefan want to hurt you?” Tyler asked skeptic. “He doesn’t even know you”
“Neither does Rebekah” Veronica shrugged. “They know. They know that we’re going to try and take them down. We’re going to have to verplaats fast”
“No, what u need to do is stay away from Rebekah” Tyler said. “I mean it, Ronnie, she’s dangerous”
“So am I” Veronica zei sharp.