But Mary-Lynnette was thinking. Of course she’d like to find somebody who would accept her completely, who would share everything with her.
You come back and you do it right now,” Morgead bellowed in her ears and in her mind. “Right now! Do you hear me?
He had been so many things. Seductive as silver and deadly as a cobra. And vulnerable like a hurt child underneath it all.
But where Katherine was a white kitten, Elena was a white tigress.
He lied, Jenny thought, racing up the steps. He changed the rules and he lied. Sometimes you can’t return good for evil; sometimes evil simply has to be stopped.
Oh, all right, you big baby,” she said. “If you really want it. I should have gotten you a rattle and a pacifier, too.
You were right,” he said faintly. “Change is good-or at least necessary. Take the shard.
There is no good and evil, only black and white. But either black or white on its own is boring, Jenny. If you mix them you get so many colors – so many colors...
For a moment, without thinking of anything else, Jenny was simply proud of him. Fiercely, passionately proud that a human, a seventeen-year-old who hadn’t even heard of the Shadow Men until a month ago, could stand up to them like this. Could conceal his terror and smile that way and offer to die.
They had been a couple for so long that everyone thought of them as Tom-and-Jenny, a single unit.
She was looking more sleazy than grungy today, in an orange top cut so low that you could ski down the bare skin in front.
Damon knew the truth. Stefan was dead all right – but he had been dead for hundreds of years. And it was true that he was a vampire, but calling him a demon was like calling Tinkerbell armed and dangerous.
Rob smiled his slow, infectious smile-and suddenly everything was all right.
If it had been touch, it might have been pressure-not an uncomfortable pressure, but one that swept away all the pain of her headache. Like a river rushing through her mind, clearing out everything stagnant and clotted and decayed.
And then it was all so simple and natural. As if they both knew what to do without thinking-as if they’d always known what to do.
One more game,” somebody behind her said, and somebody else said, “But who’s going to be It?
The energy was still flowing steadily, and Kait had a sense of cleansing. Her entire body felt light and airy, as if her feet weren’t touching the ground.
But we did it,” said Alys. “We found Morgana and we helped her. How can you worry about detentions when life as we know it has just been saved?
I am as strong as I need to be. I am my only master.
The Vampire Diaries is the story of Elena falling in love with Damon.