The Host Chapter 7 The Hunt

“That’s enough” Bonnie sagte and Damon stopped feeding. Bonnie was so kind to wipe the blood of his chin. “I understand what Elena’s sees in you. I mean, Du are hot”
“Leave Elena out of this” Damon muttered.
“Yeah, I wish I could, but the thing is, Du are connected to her” Bonnie said. “No, not in a related kind of way. You’re not family. But her herz beats for the two of Du and she, the real Elena, will come back for you. Stefan will keep her away for a while, but eventually she will come look for Du and find you”
“I don’t want her to see me like this” Damon...

Kelsey threw down the shovel when her phone rang. Without looking at the screen she pressed cancel.
“How long are Du going to keep avoiding me?”
Kelsey turned around and looked at Derek, who put away his phone. “Until Du get it in your thick skull that I don’t want to talk to you”
“We have to talk” Derek said.
“I just buried my sister” Kelsey sagte emotional. “I had to leave her last night, because I was turning and now I can’t even gegeben her a proper funeral. I just put her in the ground, like a dog”
“I’m sorry” Derek said. “I feel terrible about it. Amber was...

Elena opened her eyes and sat up. One thing was certain. This was not her room. Neither was it Damon’s. A picture of her and Stefan told her this was Stefan’s room. She got up and regretted it the moment she stood on her feet. Her head bounced, everything was blurry and she got so dizzy she had to sit down again. And on oben, nach oben of that her stomach was twisting around. Then she remembered the state she was in. This was just one of the symptoms…Wait, Caroline didn’t say anything about feeling nauseous.
“Hey, I cleaned your sheets” Damon sagte in the doorway. He noticed Elena’s pale face....

Chapter 3


I've never had a dream like this befor. It was dark, everything was black. I turned and walked for hours and when i called no one responded to me, only my echo. After hours of walking around i found a mirror and what I saw was horrible. It was me.. but i wasnt awake. My eyes were purple like someone gave me 2 black eyes. I was so pale. My blonde shiny hair was a dull looking yellow. My brown eyes were sad, dull brown, like a baum after it rains and it has no leaves to protect itself. I gently and slowly touched the mirror. Then it shattered.

I woke up startled and confused. Du know...

The fanfiction lingo (I do not own any of these words. Plus, i did not feel like getting them all, as some are unimportant, so Du can go Suchen it up yourself if Du feel that this is an unfinished list):

Fandom: The whole thing that Du are a Fan of.

O.C.: Original Character (one that Du make up to Mitmachen in with other characters in your fanfics).

O.O.C.: Out Of Character.

I.C.: In Character.

Crackfics: Zufällig ridiculous stories.

Squee: Really entertaining/funny stories.

Woobie: A woobie is a character that elicits the sympathy of the reader, often because the character has experienced excessive...

I use to live in Florida with my mom. I never did care for it. Everyone always sagte I was lucky to be living in florida... but what's so lucky about living in a place where Du have to take cover every hour, just in case the tornato oder huricane hits your side of town? And it was always way too hot than what it should've be. One time it was a houndred degrees. We were lucky enough that our air conditioner at Home didnt give out on us. We saw probably twenty repair vans on our straße alone. I cant imagine how many people had to work that day, just to get everyones air conditioner, who called...