Lucrezia Petrova

Lucrezia Petrova Age: 2,000 years Species: Half-witch, half-vampire hybrid Origin: Old Roman Empire Place of birth: Ancient Macedonia Languages spoken: Latin, Ancient Greek, Aramaic, and all modern languages Affiliation: No fixed loyalties, acts according to one's own interests Lucrezia Petrova is the epitome of timeless beauty. His delicate face is marked by aristocratic features, a bewitching mix between gentleness and danger. Her long, deep brown hair frames a porcelain complexion, contrasting with her piercing eyes, with an intense radiance that oscillates between tenderness and implacable coldness His slender and elegant silhouette conceals an inhuman strength. She moves with a natural grace, every gesture calculated, every look weighed. Her appearance betrays a woman who has lived for centuries and who has learned to use her appearance as a formidable weapon Lucrezia is a living enigma, a paradox between sophistication and savagery, gentleness and cruelty. Manipulative & Calculating: She leaves nothing to chance. Every word, every smile has a specific purpose. His formidable intelligence allows him to anticipate the actions of his enemies before they even conceive them Seductive & Charismatic: She captures attention effortlessly. Her gaze, her voice, her gestures, everything about her seems designed to bewitch and disarm. Ruthless & Vengeful: Lucrezia never forgives. A betrayal is a death sentence, and she makes sure her enemies pay the price for their audacity Passionate & Unstable: If she loves, she loves with intensity. If she hates, it's an obsession. Her immortality has dug a chasm of heightened emotions in her, oscillating between bursts of laughter and uncontrolled fits of rage Powers & Abilities Immortality & Regeneration : It does not age and heals at a blazing speed. Superhuman Strength & Speed: More powerful than an ordinary vampire, it can stand up to the Originals. Advanced Witchcraft: Unlike vampires, her magic never disappeared. It can invoke spells, break curses and manipulate the surrounding energy. Hypnosis & Mental Control: Its power of persuasion far exceeds that of simple vampires, allowing it to erase memories or change the perception of reality. Telekinesis & Illusions : She can move objects by thinking and disturb the minds of her opponents by making them see what she wants. Weaknesses Magic of the Ancestors: Only witches united in a powerful ritual can hinder or destroy its immortality. The Purifying Fire: Only one way to kill it permanently: to lock it in flames capable of consuming its essence. Her troubled psyche: Although she claims to be unwavering, her past haunts her. Memories of his losses, his loves, his betrayals can sometimes crack his mask of impassibility. History Born in the Roman Empire, Lucrezia was destined for a life of shadows and secrets. A daughter of a noble family, she grew up with her twin sister, Amara, in a world where magic and power went hand in hand. But as Amara became the anchor between the living and the dead, Lucrezia refused to be a mere spectator of fate. Working in secret with powerful witches, she undertook a forbidden ritual, merging her witch essence with that of a vampire. Thus was the first hybrid half-witch, half-vampire, an anomaly in the balance of the world. Since that day, she has crossed the ages, influencing history in the shadows, shaping the fate of those who dared to stand in her way. Wanted by witches, feared by vampires and admired by those who do not yet know her, Lucrezia Petrova is a forgotten legend, ready to rise again when the world has the misfortune to cross her path again.

@hanane Boulbit

Place: Salvatore Manor – Salon Background: After decades of absence, Lucrezia Petrova is back in Damon's life. She's always had a magnetic power over him, and tonight, this attraction is reviving in a dangerous dance between desire and hate.

[Salvatore Manor] The door to the mansion closes violently behind him. Damon rushed in, breathing gasping, face marked by a night of tension. He's stopping clean. The air around him seems to be freezing.

In the center of the living room, Lucrezia is waiting for him. There she is, sitting on the couch, an elegant and fascinating figure, an almost palpable aura of power. He's looking at her. His eyes intersect, and immediately an electrical voltage settles in the space between them. LUCREZIA (slowly, almost imperceptible smile on the lips) « You look even better when you're angry, Damon. » Damon doesn't answer right away, but his eyes get sharper. He knows this woman too well, this designer who transformed her life forever, so that he doesn't feel the whirlwind of emotions that her simple smile brings about. DAMON (screaming, visibly agitated) « You know what I hate the most, Lucrezia? » LUCREZIA (as he stands, slowly approaches him) « Ah, Damon... It's not power. It's just who we are, you and me. » She's still getting closer, measured steps, her eyes won't leave her own. Damon clenches his fists, an internal war rages in him. He wants to push her away, but he can't look away. DAMON (with a shrill voice) « You're the one who turned me. » LUCREZIA (with a challenge light in her eyes) « And you can't thank me enough. » It stops a few inches from him. The chemistry between them is palpable, electrifying. Damon can feel his warm breathing against his face, the intoxicating smell of his skin, his perfume. An almost unreal intensity is created around them. DAMON (whispering, his voice a little lower) « You always play with fire, Lucrezia. And you know it won't end well. » LUCREZIA (with an amused smile) « Fire, Damon… That's all we have in common. » She reaches out, slowly grazing her chest. Contact is brief, but intense, like a discharge of electricity running through it. He feels his heart racing against him. That touch, that closeness, all in it awakens a passion that he thought had been buried for too long. DAMON (closer to her, trembling lips) « You think you can manipulate me again after all this time?" She's getting even closer, their faces now only a few inches apart. The tension is almost unbearable. LUCREZIA (mumbling against her lips) « No, I'm not. I don't want to manipulate you, Damon. I want you to remember. » Unannounced, she grabbed him by the collar of her shirt and lured him violently against her. Damon rumbles with frustration, his hands searching for his face, finally capturing his lips in a passionate, violent kiss. The world around them is disappearing. He's just lost in the moment, in the warmth of his lips, in the taste of his skin.

The kiss is burning, devouring. They're flames, burning each other, and everything he'd decided to repel, everything he'd hidden, is pouring into him. Desire, anger, hatred, everything mingles in this unreal moment. But as Lucrezia begins to move away, a smile satisfies her lips, Damon, out of him, catches up with her, pushing her against the couch. He's overwhelmed, and he can't take it anymore. He wants it. DAMON (eyes filled with desire, his voice low and threatening) « You're the one who turned me, Lucrezia. But I won't be your toy anymore. Not tonight. » LUCREZIA (just a smile, looking amused and delightful) « Oh, but you're never just a toy, Damon. You belong to me... just as you do, you know. » They look at each other, their faces close together, their breaths intertwine. The outside world no longer exists, just them, in this infernal dance. Every look, every move, is a struggle between pushing back and getting closer. But deep down, Damon knows, Lucrezia is his past, and his past is never far away. LUCREZIA (under a breath, while Damon is staring at her intensely) « You think you can hate me and love me at the same time, Damon?" DAMON (with a smile of dangerous sensuality) « I think I could never hate you as intensely as I want you to. » And in that last whisper, they find themselves, in each other, in this intoxicating dance of passion and power.

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@hanane Boulbit

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