The Awakening

Evil will never find peace. It may triumph, but it will never find peace.

It doesn't matter if you can't say it right now. I'll say it for both of us. And someday you'll learn.

I want him to love me as much as I love him.

There’s nothing to read into. I’m here to collect my beloved Damon and Stefan is just helping me.” Bonnie looked at her with her brows knitted and her mouth pursed, but didn’t venture a word. “Bonnie?” “Um-hm?” “Did I just say what I thought I said?” “Um-hm.” Elena, with one motion, gathered an armful of pillows and deposited them on her face.

I'm playing with fire, with something I don't understand.

And her slender white neck was bowed over her book, the fair hair falling on either side of it

For a moment he wondered, again, if he should just give it all up. Perhaps he should go back to Italy, back to his hiding place. What made him think that he could rejoin the world of daylight? But he was tired of living in shadows. He was tired of the darkness, and of the things that lived in it. Most of all, he was tired of being alone.

Right now everything looks so strange to me, as if I don't belong here. It's me that's out of place. And the worst thing is that I feel there's somewhere I do belong, but I just can't find it.

But where Katherine was a white kitten, Elena was a white tigress.

Perhaps she’ll find that real darkness is more to her taste than feeble twilight.

Damon: Is it working? Being in her world? Does it make you feel alive?

There would never be a place where he could belong completely, where he could truly be himself. Unless he chose to belong to the shadows

She knew, then, that it had not been hatred that had made him avoid her for so long. No, it had not been hatred at all.

And I swear she will never know my secret. She will never have to give up the sunlight because of me.

Stefan’s love bathed her, shone through her, lighting every dark place in her soul like the sun. She trembled with pleasure, with love, and with longing.

In grace and beauty and sheer fascination, they were alike. But where Katherine had been a white kitten, Elena was a snow-white tigress.

What's the matter, Bob?" "On." He looked at Aunt Judith, seeming embarrassed. "Well, actually, it just occurred to me that Elena is a form of the name Helen. And for some reason I was thinking of Helen of Troy." "Beautiful and doomed," said Bonnie happily.

He could not forget the past, and he didn't really wish to. Despite everything that had happened, he cherished Katherine's memory. But there was one memory he must truly not disturb, one page of the journal he must not turn. If he had to relive that horror, that… abomination, he would go mad. As he had been mad that day, that final day, when he had looked upon his own damnation.

Stefan leaned against the window, his forehead pressed to its coolness. His tutor had had another saying: Evil will never find peace. It may triumph, but it will never find peace . الشر لن يجد السلام أبدا. قد ينتصر، لكنه لن يجد السلام أبدا.

She’d have him, even if it killed her. If it killed both of them, she’d have him.

And … it was as simple as that. All questions answered, all fears put to rest, all doubts removed. What she felt was not merely passion, but a bruising tenderness and a love so strong it made her shake inside. It would have been frightening in its intensity, except that while she was with him, she could not be afraid of anything. She had come home. This was where she belonged, and she had found it at last. With Stefan, she was home.

She'd have him, even if it killed her. If it killed both of them, she'd have him

I may just have to make you my Queen of Shadows

¿Por qué había tenido que venir a Fell's Church? Había esperado hallar la paz aquí, pero eso era imposible. Jamás le aceptarían, jamás descansaría. Porque era malvado. No podía cambiar lo que era.

Odió la belleza morena y la gracia y la sensualidad de Damon, que atraían a las mujeres hacia él como polillas a una llama.