Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters used in this story.


Bella, as some would call her, met Elijah at a small street bar in New Orleans in the late 1700s. Elijah had noticed her first. He had seen she was a vampire and walked over to her.

"Hello madam." Said Elijah. " I happened to see you in the bar and couldn't help but notice I'd never seen you here before."

"Pleased to meet you sir. My name is Isabella." Bella said as she curtseyed.

"The pleasure is mine. I am Elijah Mikealson." Replied Elijah.

Hearing his name, Bella looked up from the floor only to lock eyes with the most gorgeous man she'd ever seen. In that moment, she realized two things.

One, she had just met her soulmate.

Two, he didn't know it was her.


As they sparked up a conversation, Bella quickly realized why Elijah was her soulmate. They held all the same common interests. Their conversation flowed smoother than any other conversation she had ever had in her life.

However, time passed too quickly. As their conversation went on she realized the time, and quickly exclaimed, "Oh no! It's nearly 9 o'clock! Good evening, Elijah. Maybe we'll run into each other again one day." Without giving him time to respond, Bella quickly exited the bar.


Hi people. So I'm new to the whole writing thing, and I just wanted to see if I should continue this story. Does anyone want me to continue? Please leave a comment if so. (AN: For those who are just now reading the story, I definitely finished it.)

Adios, from Moony