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Honestly I can't imagine that happening. :lmao: Aren't werewolves and vampires mortal enemies? :lol:
Twin Souls |Stefan♥Elena| #6: Because "He was her partner in the Great Dance; her equal and her opposite"
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Bill and Sookie. 
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bellagrey13
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nah just say it :lol: I don't mind
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I think it's Caroline.
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bellagrey13
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:lol: SE are the best!!!!
I like brabroad
h Sookie/Bill and Sookie/Eric and I've seen waaay too much bashing for Bill
and this was from non book readers too. they were saying they hate him after last episode with Lorena but its just so stupid. 
Eric is no better than Bill. they are brabroad
h a-holes when they choose to be :lmao:
I like brabroad
h Sookie/Bill and Sookie/Eric and I've seen waaay too much bashing for Bill
and this was from non book readers too. they were saying they hate him after last episode with Lorena but its just so stupid. Eric is no better than Bill. they are brabroadh a-holes when they choose to be :lmao:
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I know Tia it would be insane. she started it with SE it should end with SE.
Stefan is my #1 fave chracter so he is top priority and then Bonnie, Damon, Elena, Meredith
Stefan is my #1 fave chracter so he is top priority and then Bonnie, Damon, Elena, Meredith
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I guess we should con someone into making us a new OP. :look:
Stefan&Elena Book Survivor:
The Fury
Vote off your least favourite scene/quote and the one that gets 3+ votes will be eliminated
Round 1.
1. But he knew he wouldn't. As long as Elena walked the earth, he would never leave her. Even if she hated him, even if she hunted him. He would do anything he could to keep her safe
2. She had to find Stefan. If there was any help for her, he would know of it. And if there wasn't… well, she needed him all the more. There was nowhere else she wanted to be except with him.
3. She felt his body go still with shock. He was holding her mechanically, lightly, as if she were a stranger who'd mistaken him for someone else.
"Stefan," she said desperately, burrowing her face into his shoulder, trying to get some response. She couldn't bear it if he rejected her; if he hated her now she would die…
With a moan, she tried to get even closer to him, wanting to merge with him completely, to disappear inside him. Oh, please, she thought, oh, please, oh, please…
4. "Elena. Elena, it's all right; I've got you." He went on talking to her, repeating silly nonsense meant to soothe, stroking her hair. And she could feel the change as his arms tightened around her. He knew who he was holding now. For the first time since she'd awakened that day, she felt safe. Still, it was a long while before she could relax her grip on him even slightly. She wasn't crying; she was gasping in panic.
At last she felt the world start to settle into place around her. She didn't let go, though, not yet. She simply stood for endless minutes with her head on his shoulder, drinking in the comfort and security of his nearness
5.Elena felt as if she had taken some final step over an invisible line and that there was no returning. When she could speak again, she said, "I'm sorry for the way I acted toward you in the woods. I don't know why I did those things. I remember doing them, but I can't remember why."
"You're sorry?" His voice shook. "Elena, after all I've done to you, all that's happened to you because of me…" He couldn't finish, and they clung to each other.
6. Stefan was looking at her, and his expression had changed from belligerence to bitter anger and fear. Part of her wanted to reassure him completely, to throw her arms around him and tell him that she was his and always would be and that nothing else mattered. Not the town, not Damon, not anything.
7. "She's already made her choice. You saw it yourself when you 'interrupted' us. You've already chosen, haven't you, Elena?" Stefan said it not smugly, or as a demand, but with a kind of desperate bravado.
"I…" Elena looked up. "Stefan, I love you. But don't you understand, if I have a choice right now I have to choose for all of us to stay together. Just for now. Do you understand?"
8. She was getting better at landings; this time she didn't bruise her knees. Stefan was there, and he wrapped something dark and warm around her.
"Your cloak," she said, pleased. For a moment they smiled at each other, remembering the first time he had given her the cloak, after he'd saved her from Tyler in the graveyard and taken her back to his room to clean up. He'd been afraid to touch her then. But, Elena thought, smiling up into his eyes, she had taken care of that fear rather quickly.
9. "The woods," Elena decided. "We don't touch humans, and we don't kill. Isn't that how it goes, Stefan?"
He returned the pressure of her fingers. "That's how it goes," he said quietly.
10. Elena. Stefan's hand clenched under his desk, and a slow ache woke in his chest. He hadn't meant to think about her. The only way he had gotten through the last five days was by keeping her at the edge of his mind, not letting her image any closer. But then of course the effort of holding her away at a safe distance took up most of his time and energy. And this was the worst place of all to be, in a classroom where he couldn't care less about what was being taught. There was nothing to do but think here
11. He made himself breathe slowly, calmly. She was well; that was the important thing. Nothing else really mattered. But even as he told himself this, jealousy bit into him like the thongs of a whip.
12. But it was sweet just to be held like this, even if she and Stefan had to sit in the snow to do it. Stefan's breath was warm as he kissed the back of her neck, and she sensed no further withdrawal in Stefan's body
13. No hunger, either, or at least not the kind she was used to sensing when they were close like this. Now that she was a hunter like he, the need was different, a need for togetherness rather than for sustenance. It didn't matter. They had lost something, but they had gained something, too. She understood Stefan in a way she never had before. And her understanding brought them closer, until their minds were touching, almost meshing with each other's. It wasn't the noisy chatter of mental voices; it was a deep and wordless communion. As if their spirits were united.
14. "I love you," Stefan said against her neck, and she held on tighter. She understood now why he'd been afraid to say it for so long. When the thought of tomorrow scared you sick, it was hard to make a commitment. Because you didn't want to drag someone else down with you
15. If he died, she would die, too. And if she had to die, she wanted it to be with him.
16. It was dead quiet when Elena opened her eyes again.
"Elena?"
At the hoarse whisper, she tried to focus and found herself looking into pain-filled green eyes.
"Stefan," she said. She leaned toward him yearningly, wishing she could move. It didn't make sense, but she felt that if they could only hold each other it wouldn't be so bad.
17. "Stefan," she said and sighed, and smiled. Oh, this was nice. This must be how a bird felt.
"I didn't mean for things to turn out this way," she said, softly rueful. His green eyes were wet. They filled again, but he returned her smile.
"I know," he said. "I know, Elena."
He understood. That was good; that was important. It was easy to see the things that were really important now. And Stefan's understanding meant more to her than all the world
18. It seemed to her that it had been a long while since she'd really looked at him. Since she'd taken time to appreciate how beautiful he was, with his dark hair and his eyes as green as oak leaves. But she saw it now, and she saw his soul shining through those eyes. It was worth it, she thought. I didn't want to die; I don't want to now. But I'd do it all over again if I had to.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you," he said, squeezing their joined hands.
The strange, languorous lightness cradled her gently. She could scarcely feel Stefan holding her.
She would have thought she'd be terrified. But she wasn't, not as long as Stefan was there.
19. The walls of the crypt seemed to have melted. They were gray arid cloudy and there was something like a doorway there, like the door that was the opening to the underground room. Only this was a doorway into a different light.
"How beautiful," she murmured. "Stefan? I'm so tired."
"You can rest now," he whispered.
"You won't let go of me?"
"No."
"Then I won't be afraid."
20. Stefan held her while her eyes closed. And then he just held her, the tears he'd been keeping back falling without restraint. It was a different pain than when he'd pulled her out of the river. There was no anger in this, and no hatred, but a love that seemed to go on and on forever
21. He looked at the rectangle of sunlight, just a step or two away from him. Elena had gone into the light. She'd left him here alone.
Not for long, he thought.
The Fury
Vote off your least favourite scene/quote and the one that gets 3+ votes will be eliminated
Round 1.
1. But he knew he wouldn't. As long as Elena walked the earth, he would never leave her. Even if she hated him, even if she hunted him. He would do anything he could to keep her safe
2. She had to find Stefan. If there was any help for her, he would know of it. And if there wasn't… well, she needed him all the more. There was nowhere else she wanted to be except with him.
3. She felt his body go still with shock. He was holding her mechanically, lightly, as if she were a stranger who'd mistaken him for someone else.
"Stefan," she said desperately, burrowing her face into his shoulder, trying to get some response. She couldn't bear it if he rejected her; if he hated her now she would die…
With a moan, she tried to get even closer to him, wanting to merge with him completely, to disappear inside him. Oh, please, she thought, oh, please, oh, please…
4. "Elena. Elena, it's all right; I've got you." He went on talking to her, repeating silly nonsense meant to soothe, stroking her hair. And she could feel the change as his arms tightened around her. He knew who he was holding now. For the first time since she'd awakened that day, she felt safe. Still, it was a long while before she could relax her grip on him even slightly. She wasn't crying; she was gasping in panic.
At last she felt the world start to settle into place around her. She didn't let go, though, not yet. She simply stood for endless minutes with her head on his shoulder, drinking in the comfort and security of his nearness
5.Elena felt as if she had taken some final step over an invisible line and that there was no returning. When she could speak again, she said, "I'm sorry for the way I acted toward you in the woods. I don't know why I did those things. I remember doing them, but I can't remember why."
"You're sorry?" His voice shook. "Elena, after all I've done to you, all that's happened to you because of me…" He couldn't finish, and they clung to each other.
6. Stefan was looking at her, and his expression had changed from belligerence to bitter anger and fear. Part of her wanted to reassure him completely, to throw her arms around him and tell him that she was his and always would be and that nothing else mattered. Not the town, not Damon, not anything.
7. "She's already made her choice. You saw it yourself when you 'interrupted' us. You've already chosen, haven't you, Elena?" Stefan said it not smugly, or as a demand, but with a kind of desperate bravado.
"I…" Elena looked up. "Stefan, I love you. But don't you understand, if I have a choice right now I have to choose for all of us to stay together. Just for now. Do you understand?"
8. She was getting better at landings; this time she didn't bruise her knees. Stefan was there, and he wrapped something dark and warm around her.
"Your cloak," she said, pleased. For a moment they smiled at each other, remembering the first time he had given her the cloak, after he'd saved her from Tyler in the graveyard and taken her back to his room to clean up. He'd been afraid to touch her then. But, Elena thought, smiling up into his eyes, she had taken care of that fear rather quickly.
9. "The woods," Elena decided. "We don't touch humans, and we don't kill. Isn't that how it goes, Stefan?"
He returned the pressure of her fingers. "That's how it goes," he said quietly.
10. Elena. Stefan's hand clenched under his desk, and a slow ache woke in his chest. He hadn't meant to think about her. The only way he had gotten through the last five days was by keeping her at the edge of his mind, not letting her image any closer. But then of course the effort of holding her away at a safe distance took up most of his time and energy. And this was the worst place of all to be, in a classroom where he couldn't care less about what was being taught. There was nothing to do but think here
11. He made himself breathe slowly, calmly. She was well; that was the important thing. Nothing else really mattered. But even as he told himself this, jealousy bit into him like the thongs of a whip.
12. But it was sweet just to be held like this, even if she and Stefan had to sit in the snow to do it. Stefan's breath was warm as he kissed the back of her neck, and she sensed no further withdrawal in Stefan's body
13. No hunger, either, or at least not the kind she was used to sensing when they were close like this. Now that she was a hunter like he, the need was different, a need for togetherness rather than for sustenance. It didn't matter. They had lost something, but they had gained something, too. She understood Stefan in a way she never had before. And her understanding brought them closer, until their minds were touching, almost meshing with each other's. It wasn't the noisy chatter of mental voices; it was a deep and wordless communion. As if their spirits were united.
14. "I love you," Stefan said against her neck, and she held on tighter. She understood now why he'd been afraid to say it for so long. When the thought of tomorrow scared you sick, it was hard to make a commitment. Because you didn't want to drag someone else down with you
15. If he died, she would die, too. And if she had to die, she wanted it to be with him.
16. It was dead quiet when Elena opened her eyes again.
"Elena?"
At the hoarse whisper, she tried to focus and found herself looking into pain-filled green eyes.
"Stefan," she said. She leaned toward him yearningly, wishing she could move. It didn't make sense, but she felt that if they could only hold each other it wouldn't be so bad.
17. "Stefan," she said and sighed, and smiled. Oh, this was nice. This must be how a bird felt.
"I didn't mean for things to turn out this way," she said, softly rueful. His green eyes were wet. They filled again, but he returned her smile.
"I know," he said. "I know, Elena."
He understood. That was good; that was important. It was easy to see the things that were really important now. And Stefan's understanding meant more to her than all the world
18. It seemed to her that it had been a long while since she'd really looked at him. Since she'd taken time to appreciate how beautiful he was, with his dark hair and his eyes as green as oak leaves. But she saw it now, and she saw his soul shining through those eyes. It was worth it, she thought. I didn't want to die; I don't want to now. But I'd do it all over again if I had to.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you," he said, squeezing their joined hands.
The strange, languorous lightness cradled her gently. She could scarcely feel Stefan holding her.
She would have thought she'd be terrified. But she wasn't, not as long as Stefan was there.
19. The walls of the crypt seemed to have melted. They were gray arid cloudy and there was something like a doorway there, like the door that was the opening to the underground room. Only this was a doorway into a different light.
"How beautiful," she murmured. "Stefan? I'm so tired."
"You can rest now," he whispered.
"You won't let go of me?"
"No."
"Then I won't be afraid."
20. Stefan held her while her eyes closed. And then he just held her, the tears he'd been keeping back falling without restraint. It was a different pain than when he'd pulled her out of the river. There was no anger in this, and no hatred, but a love that seemed to go on and on forever
21. He looked at the rectangle of sunlight, just a step or two away from him. Elena had gone into the light. She'd left him here alone.
Not for long, he thought.
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bellagrey13
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crucial for the new trilogy??? he better not die 
out: Im still anxious
out: Im still anxious
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bellagrey13
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Shadow Souls the 6th one 
April its not much of a secret :lmao: don't feel bad
April its not much of a secret :lmao: don't feel bad
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BrathanSupporter
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Okay I will pm you it since you are secretive
I'm one for keeping secrets so check your pm.:gone:
I'm one for keeping secrets so check your pm.:gone:
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She never talked about SE
but why would she write them the way she did for the past books if she didn't love them?:lol: yeah that's confusion.
The worst thing that can happen is if Elena ends up with brabroad
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hers:rrabroad
fl: that would just be a :jaw_drop: ending:lol:
but why would she write them the way she did for the past books if she didn't love them?:lol: yeah that's confusion.The worst thing that can happen is if Elena ends up with brabroad
h brrabroad
hers:rrabroad
fl: that would just be a :jaw_drop: ending:lol:
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Stefan should cause he is my favorite:bawl: if Damon gets the happy ending it would be such a shame...wait let me rearrange that, Damon should get a happy ending with Bonnie and as a mortal he should realize he really loves Bonnie more.
Bella yes LJ better end SE together cause it would be a slap in a face, and this is coming from someone who doesn't read the books:rrabroad
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Bella yes LJ better end SE together cause it would be a slap in a face, and this is coming from someone who doesn't read the books:rrabroad
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Bella, well.. you never know. :lol: Aparantely the person who designed the cover said, that the audience will be surprised to see who or what is on the cover
Could be either Caroline OR Bonnie. If you take away the eyes.
Because i never imagined Caroline's aurburn hair THAT bright.