Title: The Vampire Diaries: The Fury.
Author: L. J. Smith.
Genre: Fiction, YA, teen, romance, vampire fiction, fantasy.
Publication Date: November 1, 1991.
Summary: An evil Other Power has come to Mystic Falls, placing the town and its inhabitants under increasing threat. Elena has become what she once feared and desired. Stefan and Damon must grudgingly join forces to help Elena deal with what has happened to her, and find whatever is plaguing the town, slowly realizing whatever it is seems to be targeting Elena and all those closest to her. And in the end, the trio, with the help of their friends must face an ancient evil that has come back all the way from Damon and Stefan's past.
My rating: 8/10.
♥ "I can say it, if you can't. Katherine made a foolish choice, and she paid the price for it. Elena is different; she knows her own mind."
♥ Matt was surrounded. The three of them closed in on him, inhumanly beautiful, innately menacing.
Stefan could smell Matt's fear. It was the helpless fear of the rabbit for the fox, the mouse for the owl. And Matt was right to be afraid. They were the hunting species; he was the hunted. Their job in life was to kill him.
And just now instincts were getting out of control. Matt's instinct was to panic and run, and it was triggering reflexes in Stefan's head. When the prey ran, the predator gave chase; it was as simple as that. All three of the predators here were keyed up, on edge, and Stefan felt he couldn't be responsible for the consequences if Matt bolted.
♥ But then she remembered something else, just a flash: looking up at Damon's face in the woods and feeling such—such excitement, such affinity with him. As if he understood the flame that burned inside her as nobody else ever could. As if together they could do anything they liked, conquer the world or destroy it; as if they were better than anyone else who had ever lived.
♥ She hadn't realized how good it was to be outside and in the dark. Being inside buildings made her feel trapped, and daylight hurt her eyes. This was best, free and unfettered—and unseen. Her own senses rejoiced at the lush world around her. With the air so still, scents hung in the air for a long time, and she could smell a whole plethora of nocturnal creatures. A fox was scavenging in somebody's trash. Brown rats were chewing something in the bushes. Night moths were calling to one another with scent.
♥ "I don't have a minute," Matt said, and at last his eyes, a lighter, less complicated blue than Elena's, met Stefan's. But there was blankness in the depths of them that reminded Stefan of the look of someone who'd been hypnotized, or who was under the influence of some Power.
Only it was no Power except Matt's own mind, he realized abruptly. This was what the human brain did to itself when faced with something it simply couldn't deal with. Matt had shut down, turned off.
♥ "You'll learn, in time. If there is anything... good... about what we are, it's time. We have plenty of it, as much as we want. Forever."
♥ But I want people to know the truth about Elena. She wasn't a saint. She wasn't always sweet and good and honest and agreeable. But she was strong and loving and loyal to her friends, and in the end she did the most unselfish thing anybody could do. Meredith says it means she chose light over darkness. I want people to know that so they'll always remember.
I always will