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| Juliet Salvatore is an alpha, raised by her father Zach, and doted on by her loving uncles, Stefan and Damon. This ends poorly. |
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I wish to tune my quivering lyre
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Anya, Jarn |
864 |
Oct 12, 2017 9:44 PM
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To deeds of fame, and notes of fire
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Anya, Jarn |
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Nov 08, 2017 11:17 PM
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Anya
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The dying chords are struck anew
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Anya, Jarn |
756 |
Dec 31, 2017 1:13 AM
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Jarn
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To war, to war, my harp is due
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Anya, Jarn |
641 |
May 20, 2021 1:35 PM
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Anya
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All in vain; my wayward lyre
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Anya, Jarn |
97 |
Feb 02, 2018 10:41 PM
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Jarn
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| Regan Argent is a hunter, raised by her mother, Victoria, alongside her sister, Allison. Her grandfather, Gerard, offers her a guiding hand as she learns to balance her status as an alpha with her role as a hunter. |
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This bow, resting from tearful war
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Anya, Jarn |
528 |
Nov 23, 2019 2:28 AM
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Anya
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Worn, by long brandishing in battle
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Anya, Jarn |
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Jun 13, 2020 4:57 PM
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Anya
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So stops my heart and binds my tongue
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Anya, Jarn |
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Sep 24, 2021 3:18 PM
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