💔..Brain Stimulation..❤️
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Cementary seemed a part of her now. Her only friend, her dairy in her hands with the nib of her black ink pen on the page, blotting blue tiny drops on the page.
She leaned her body on a nearby tree, sitting right near the tomb with was built in memory of "Late. Selena Gilbert", her mother. The cementary with its killing peace, gave her satisfaction. Finally, while thinking of over stuffs, a lone pair of tear escaped her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.
"Mom, I miss you." Her eyes lay on the tomb and she raised her chins by an inch.
As her eyes flickered around the tomb, she noticed something really unusual. The entire space around, while ago was normal like always, but now was filled with fog. Slowly, the fog grew denser, dense enough to panic Elena. Elena, horror-striken, jumped up from her spot.
A pair of handsome eyes stood at a distance, looking at the beauty stuck between life and death. The caramel-brown eyes had an unusal glint in them, though his face showed no expressions in them.
Elena hastily, picked up her bag. She could clearly feel someones gaze on her, or rather someone following her. Her heart suddenly began thudding against her poor rib cage, she could feel her sweaty forehead.
Gathering all her senses, she looked around to see none. Suddenly she heard a twig-break, which made her jump on her feels. She was done then! She picked up her hazel-brown jacket and began walking speedily.
With the creepiness filling inside her, she felt her walks moving faster, she was running!
Watching her run away, Damon found himself amused. He walked around the spot, earlier Elena sat and as something caught his eyes. Right in front of him stood a humongous tree, exposing its shades of winter. The dark brown bark was not alone, but surrounded with gorgeous looking orange coloured leaves.
On one of such perfect looking leaves, stood 'Diary of Elena Gilbert.'
"The poor soul was absolutely terrified." He made his conclusion, twitching his lips into a smirk.
"I don't think she might need the diary anymore!!" He grinned a bit, and tightly held the diary.
He pulled up his collar over his perfect body, and vanished inside the fog.
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Another night, and the prey was found.
Damon rolled over Caroline, kissing her and sucking her lips. Caroline moaned as if awaiting it since ages.
The two bodies stuck to each other, covered with a white blanket rolled on the bed.
The intense heat building up could be felt, as the collisions of the bodies could be witnessed. Damon, passionately kissed her all over. Caroline, rubbed her palms on his hot back, pressing her body against his.
"Mmm-Mmm..you are good." Caroline in her no-sense-working state spoke up dreamily.
"Tell me something I don't know." Damon whispered, continuing his acts of seductions which seemed working wonderfully.
"Okay, I'm done with the entertainment & feel hungry now!" Damon whispered.
"Wha-" Caroline's word left incomplete as Damon removed her blonde strand of hair from her neck. He planted a final kiss, and immediate turned inhumane.
Nothing could stop him from quenching his thirst now, she was all his! Damon though couldn't satiate his soul, but could feel his urge for blood relaxing.
Having done, feeding on Caroline. Damon sighed and looked at the still body and face. He removed the strand of hair from her face, and flashed his teeth.
He jumped up from the bed. His hands found his blue-shiny shirt which was ruthlessly thrown away, followed by the animal love-making. His arms slid inside the shirt, yet his fair-toned and delicious looking abs visible. The irresistible, stood in a serene space, putting his buttons on.
He threw himself on the leather black couch, resting his head on his arms.
"Ahhh!!" He ran his hair through his silky brown hair, while his other hand grabbed a yellow diary.
"Elena Gilbert." He spoke his name aloud. His caramelized brown eyeball with the similar glint, flickered on the name.
"You seem really interesting." his lips twitched, not angelically. After all, how many girls would be brave enough to find their solace in cementary? The answer was in front of him, just one.
His hands slid across the cover, and opened the first page of Elena's diary.
"Mmm-So lets get to know each other better, Miss Gilbert." He began reading her diary.
An attraction..a prey..physical satisfaction as well as quenching of thirst, apart from these Damon was horrifyingly interested in a human. The hunter found himself 'researching' human sentiments, why was it so important to him? Mystic falls and Elena's life wasn't the same anymore..
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❤️ ..Damon & Elena..❤️
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