Flaming Desire ❥Elijah and Kol Mikaelson
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  • Reads 175,845
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  • Parts 35
  • Time 2h 59m
Complete, First published Oct 08, 2014
[[forgive the crappy writing- I wrote this when I was 13, re-published it bc a lot said they were missing it.]]

She is Maria Victoria Petrova
Yes. As in Katherine. 
Katrina was Victoria's descendant.
She was born in the 10th century

As a Petrova. Of course, Victoria had the famous 'Petrova Curse' 

Two Original Brothers, fell for her
Who? 

Elijah and Kol Mikaelson.

She Eventually chose Kol.

But, what happens if they leave her in Paris to keep her safe from Mikael and 900 years later she comes back.

She finds out that her bestfriend Jade is dating someone she knows very well?

Who is he?

None other than Kol Mikaelson.

How will she handle this?
Her bestfriend and Her Ex-boyfriend together?


What if she finds out about Victoria and Kol's past

All she wanted to do was lay in his arms, wrap him in a tight hug and never let go. Or so we thought. 


-»when there is desire there is gonna be a flame and when there is a flame someone's  bound to get burned«-



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