FHM Sexy Buffy Girls

Elijah walked through the woods. After some bickering with Rebekah they had agreed it would be safest if one of them, Rebekah, would stay behind and man the headquarters, while the other, Elijah, would go back to Esther’s grave.
He removed the stone and climbed downstairs. Two coffins were still closed. Elijah walked to the coffin that stood on the left side of his. He opened it and revealed the body of his oldest brother Finn.
Elijah slowly removed the dagger. While Finn slowly regained his life force, Elijah walked to the only closed coffin left. He opened it and gazed at the undead body...

Jeremy’s eyes bulged as he stared at Damon like he had betrayed him. Damon let go of the سکریو ڈرایور, ڈرایور and fixated his eyes on the blood.
“What?” he کہا confused. He looked at his hands, which were covered in blood and he crawled backwards.
Upstairs Alaric was finally liberated from the invisible force and he raced downstairs to the kitchen. His face went pale when he saw Jeremy lying on the ground, bathing in blood. He saw Damon, sitting in a corner, his expression shocked and confused.
“What have آپ done?!” Alaric yelled, paying no attention to Damon’s wounds. He ran to Jeremy,...

Matt banged on the door and Tyler stumbled out of bed.
“I’m coming!” he shouted. He walked to the front door and as soon as he opened he saw a fist aiming for his face. The اگلے moment he lay on the ground, Matt standing over him.
“What the hell?” Tyler muttered, touching his nose.
“Stay away from Caroline” Matt کہا threatening.
“What the hell are آپ talking about?” Tyler کہا as he scribbled up and his nose was healing.
“She told me آپ were with her” Matt کہا shaking.
“Where?...Oh” Tyler started to understand. “Look, Matt, it’s not what آپ think. It’s not...

I don’t want to look into your eyes
I don’t want to hear your name
I don’t want to talk about you
If we can’t be endgame
I’ve tried to forget about you
I fell in love quite some times
But آپ are the only one
Who always stayed in the back of my mind

But I know
It’s impossible, this fantasy
I should let go if I know what’s good for me
I could try to pretend آپ don’t exist
But I doubt that’s gonna change things one bit
It doesn’t matter if this is true love
Because sometimes that is just not enough

I don’t want to cry each time
I come to realize
That this dream of آپ and I
Will never come...