࣪ ִֶָ☾.࣪࿐ lynn

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪. ʟʏɴɴ. ♬𝄞.ᐟ. fifteen ‘!!🏴‍☠️

𝐩𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 ; 𝐣𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐲𝐢𝐚𝐧 .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ‘𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 , 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 ; 𝐝𝐦𝐬 𝐣𝐣𝐤𝟎 🎬

“ You were my favorite goodbye...”

ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴʙʜᴅ! ,, ᴡʟᴡ + ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

ᴊᴊᴋ, ʙꜱᴅ, ʜxʜ, ᴋɴʏ, ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ɴᴏᴛᴇ, ᴄᴀꜱᴛʟᴇᴠᴀɴɪᴀ, ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴇʏᴇ, ᴅᴀɴɢᴀɴʀᴏɴᴘᴀ, ᴛᴀᴅ, ᴛᴀᴅᴄ + ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ- ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

! . ˖ ꒰𑁬 ♡ ໒꒱ ˖ . : my moon my man

• ɪ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴀɴᴡʜᴀꜱ, ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄꜱ, ᴀ03 , ᴡᴇʙᴛᴏᴏɴꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴɢᴀꜱ!

Sophia sat curled up on one end of the velvet sofa, pretending to read a book she hadn't turned a page of in nearly twenty minutes. Her mind was filled with Daniela. She felt eyes on her, she turned her cheek to see her father staring down at her.

“Ridiculous.” He says.

“What is?” Sophia says curiously and she glances up at him.

“The Humans..” He looks down at the newspaper in his hands that makes sophias eyes widen up. “‘Animal Attack’ is what they’re calling it now.” He says.

Sophia shrugs her shoulders "They don't know any better."

"No." His jaw tightened. "And that's exactly why they're dangerous."

The room fell silent.

Rain continued tapping against the glass.

Her father stared down at the article before setting it onto the coffee table.

His eyes found hers.

Immediately, Sophia knew where this conversation was going.

"I heard you've been spending time with that girl, Daniela."

Sophia's stomach sank.

Of course he knew.

Her father always knew.

"It's not a crime…”

"For a vampire?" he replied coldly. "Perhaps not."

Sophia shut her book.

"She's my friend."

"A werewolf."

"Daniela is not the enemy."

His expression hardened.

"That is exactly the sort of thing someone says before they get hurt."

Sophia stood.

"You're being dramatic."

"Dramatic?" he repeated.

A bitter laugh escaped him.

"Sophia, I have lived long enough to watch entire wars begin because one vampire trusted the wrong wolf."

“Dad.. I- shes.. shes different!..”

“Do not defend her.” He starts being defensive.

“Dad I have no idea what you’re talking about..”

“Stop seeing her.”

*The words hit Sophia.. all she could’ve done was stare at him.”

“Its bad for our family do you not understand that?!”

“You can’t be serious.”

“I am.”

“Because of old stories?”

“Because of history.”

“Because you’re afraid.”

The room went still.

Her father took a slow breath.

For the first time, Sophia wasn’t backing down.

“I’m tired of pretending every werewolf is some evil creature waiting to kill me.”

“And I’m tired of pretending your feelings won’t get you hurt.” He argues back.

The argument hit her like a slap.

There it was.

The thing neither of them wanted to say out loud.

Sophia looked away and somehow that hurt more than anything because if her father had noticed. Then maybe she wasn’t hiding it nearly as well as she thought. Without another word, she grabbed her coat from the back of the sofa.

“Sophia.”

She ignored him.

“Sophia.”

The front door was already open and the cold air quickly rushed inside.

“You don’t understand.”

Her father’s voice stopped her for half a second and only half a second because if she turned around now, she’d stay and if she stayed, she might cry.

𝒟𝒶𝓃𝒾𝑒𝓁𝒶 𝒜𝓋𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒾𝓃𝒾

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺‧˚꒰🐾꒱༘⋆

Daniela’s curly hair was long and tangled. She never cared or had the time to tame it. Yet it doesn’t define her, she loved fiercely and without hesitation. Once someone became important to her, she would move mountains to protect them.

She didnt like many things. She hated unfairness, she hates caring so deep, hated seeing people alone and afraid most of all she hated watching others suffer while pretending they were okay.

Maybe that was why She hated watching others suffer while pretending they were okay.

Maybe that was why sophia fascinated her so quickly.

There was something lonely about the vampire girl.

Something heartbreakingly beautiful. Sophia walked through the world like she expected everyone to leave eventually. Daniela couldn't understand that. She wanted to know her and make her smile.. yet, that was the problem. Sophia Laforteza was everything Daniela had been raised to fear.

𝒮𝑜𝓅𝒽𝒾𝒶 𝐿𝒶𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓏𝒶

⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆

Sophia isn’t the type to fall easily, in fact she doesn’t believe in “soulmates”. She spends her nights collecting old books, reading forgotten newspapers, and wandering empty streets while the rest of the town sleeps.

Sophia keeps everyone at a distance because everyone she has ever loved eventually disappears. That remembrance of her long dark hair that fell past her soft shoulders in waves, skin all so pale, and those eyes that seemed to hold thoughts she would could never say out loud.

She remembered every person she had ever lost and carried their names like scars hidden beneath silk.

Her immortality wasn't so always glamorous.

It was quite exhausting..

A century of watching people leave had turned her cautious.

Careful.

Fragile in ways nobody could see.

Then thats when Daniela Avanzini caught her eyes..