❝     That little kiss you stole, it held my
Heart and soul, and like a deer in the Headlights, I meet my fate.
Don't try to fight the storm, you'll tumble
Overboard.
Tides will bring me back to you.     ❞

— DEATHBEDS, BRING ME THE HORIZON

     The death of Isla Salvatore was a sad story, told twice over.

She was a quiet, yet outspoken. Gentle, and yet, vicious. Hated, and then respected all the same. She wasn't like most of the fair maidens in the quiet and quaint down of Mystic Falls. She didn't like to keep quiet, nor did she do as she was told. When Isla wanted something, she always took it, regardless of what her father thought of her with his overbearing and violent nature. Isla was his biggest mistake, his greatest shame. Whenever he tried to keep her locked away from the world, she always found a new way to disappoint him every day. And even when she found comfortability in her chaos, it was never enough.

     Because Isla yearned for more—she always yearned for more.

The day Katherine Pierce appeared on the doorstep of the Salvatore estate, with her mischievous grin, and her breathtaking beauty, Isla Salvatore knew she was done for. From occasional and longing glances, to quiet walks around the garden, to stolen kisses deep within the shadows of the night, Isla had given everything that once made her pure to the devious woman who captured her heart with just one singular glance. While her entanglement with the Pierce girl brought excitement and danger, there was no denying the reckoning that would be brought down upon them both if the truth of their affair was to be brought to light.

Damon and Stefan had always told their sister her devilish ways would be her doom.

Their warnings never became more true than when Isla's father discovered her affair, and while the identity of the woman Isla had between her legs remained unknown, her father was far from forgiving. You have brought shame on this family far too many times—you are no longer a Salvatore, nor are you any daughter of mine. Those were the final words she heard her father spew from his lips before her bags were packed, and she was sent to live with a family friend instead, far away from Mystic Falls, far away from her dear brothers, whom she never knew she would see again.

     But she was free. Free from her father's violence and his hatred.

     However, with freedom, came loneliness, and Isla Salvatore was lonely, so very lonely.

     When she arrived at the grand house she would soon call home, taken in by an old couple who treated her as one of their own, she learned she wouldn't be the only lonely soul to be housed by them. Upon her arrival, she met the Mikaelson's, and amongst them stood a man with sandy blond hair, a snide smile, and the most remarkable moonlit eyes she had been grateful to meet with her own. Isla could sense he was lost, looking for something greater in life, something bigger than himself, just like she had been since the day she left her mother's womb. She just never believed that something would be him.

And they say you never forget your first love. Isla became a frightening victim of that very logic.

     Niklaus—Klaus preferably, was nothing more than a man dressed in wolf's clothing. He was an allure of shadows and darkness, the forbidden fruit that hung high in the Garden of Eden, and Isla Salvatore, she was never the girl to shy away from temptation. Their whirlwind romance progressed quickly, birthed from the highs and lows of intense passion and sinful infatuation. Their desires overpowered all morality held deep within their cursed hearts. Isla fell hopelessly in love with a man who didn't cower away from her outspoken nature, and instead, chose to embrace her for everything she was ordered not to be.

And Klaus, he never allowed his heart to beat for just anyone. When he first laid his cold blue eyes on Isla, taking in her radiant beauty and her infectious enthusiasm, he only saw her as another victim—a means to an end, another bloodied vein he could sink his teeth into and rip apart. But there was something about this girl with sad brown eyes, and a heart of gold, that seemed to bring him back to life. She was kind, fearless, and one of the soft things that his rough, callous hands could hold, and for a moment, he believed she couldn't break and shatter into a million pieces, like all the others did before.

But here's the deadly twist; even when the purest of hearts are drawn to the allure of darkness, it's only a matter of time before they're swallowed by it.

The day Isla died for the man she loved was a day Klaus Mikaelson never allowed himself to forget. The moment Elijah had informed him their cruel excuse of a father had gotten his destructive hands on her, and snapped her neck in two, all in spite of his son, was a moment that left Klaus reeling in grief, and an epitome of despair. Lost and alone again, left with no other choice, but to save himself and his siblings, the Mikaelson's fled, leaving another gentle soul—another home, behind in the path of their own destruction.

And as for Isla Salvatore. . . She did not remain dead for very long.

By sunrise, she awoke in the aftermath of the chaos, her heart broken and desolate, a newfound hunger for blood clutching at her throat, and a burning hatred for the man who she believed would love and protect her through it all. As the years passed her bye, Isla navigated life as a demon of the night, leaving a trail of chaos and a pile of bodies in her wake. Her gentle nature was erased by the hatred that scorched itself into her soul, replaced by violence, vowing to herself that she would never be at peace until she found Klaus and avenged herself for believing in the lies he fed her, for thinking he could ever love her, and take back the innocence he stripped from her bones from the moment they first met.

And when her chaotic nature catches the attention of an old fling, Katherine Pierce can't help but approach Isla and enlist her in a plan to rid them both of the monster that had been looming over their shoulders for several decades. A deal that was too good to pass up. Katherine would gain her freedom, and Isla would finally have her revenge, to be the one who would shove a stake through his desecrated heart once and for all.

The only problem is that love—true and unconditional love—was the purest form of immortality that existed.

And that love—no matter how earnest and true it may be, it would be Isla Salvatore and Klaus Mikaelson's end.

Their ruination.

SOPHIE THATCHER / . . . ISLA SALVATORE

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THE FALLEN ANGEL.   VAMPIRE.
MANEATER.

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▃▃▃▃▃▃ LAST KISS
LEAVE YOUR LIPS
BLOOD RED. ▃▃▃▃▃▃

&

hailee steinfeld / AURORA MIKAELSON
melissa barrera / VALENTINA LOPEZ
damson idris / KIERAN SHARPE
joseph morgan / KLAUS MIKAELSON
paul wesley / STEFAN SALVATORE
ian somerhalder / DAMON SALVATORE
nina dobrev / ELENA GILBERT & KATHERINE PIERCE
kat graham / BONNIE BENNETT
candice king / CAROLINE FORBES
jensen ackles / ALARIC SALTZMAN
daniel sharman / KOL MIKAELSON
the rest of the tvd cast / THEIR RESPECTIVE CHARACTERS

authors note.
Well...where do I start?

I got my mum into tvd a while ago and as I've been rewatching it with her, I've recently felt the overwhelming urge to make another attempt at writing a fic because I love this show so much and I know this series has been highly requested by a lot of you for me to write. And I have fallen in love with Klaus all over again (who wouldn't right?) so it felt like the perfect time to do this again. Hopefully it sticks this time 😭 but I'm honestly in love with this plot already and have been venting about it all week to some of you (you know who you are) So hopefully you're all just as excited to get into Isla and Klaus' story as I am!!

warning.
This story will contain intense violence, and scenes of gore, torture, smut, and other triggering or mature topics throughout. Please read with caution.

dedications.
This story is dedicated to maIefantasys sweetvinyls vintagegrace aaronhtchnrs pinkmatterwp KyaaaBooo twsired recklessmaddiecline silverctrl Butterfly1645 thatteenwriterevie junebluesfever biteflu noirecherie fireandbloods wstsideluvr reaperes dollprtz katsukist -KAYOKOS eternalls & anyone else who expressed interest in this fic!! <3