Isabella Salvatore — Ts

On her 17th birthday, her mother gave her a letter from Damon—a single page, drenched in whiskey and regret: “If you’re reading this, I’m either dead or you’re in trouble. Probably both. Don’t look for me. Don’t trust anyone from Mystic Falls. And whatever you do—never fall in love with a Stefan. We don’t have the best track record. —D” Below it, a postscript in shaky handwriting: “You have my temper. But I hope you got her soul.”

“You could stay,” he says. “Mystic Falls could use a new kind of monster.” ts isabella salvatore

Isabella has a choice: let them drain her and destroy the world, or use the forbidden spell from her mother’s grimoire—the Siphoning Flame —which would burn out her witch powers forever. She would become mortal. Human. And vulnerable. On her 17th birthday, her mother gave her